by .:Transferring:. » Tue Mar 22, 2011 12:48 pm
Max smiled "Good job, Jayden, glad to know you can learn."
Katniss yelled after Jayden. "I'm, er, sorry too. Sorry for Max as well!"
Max raced away, dropping Katniss of in the dining hall. He nodded "Nine, sharp," Then left.
Jatniss strode into the dining hall, nodding to mother. She glanced down at herself and smirked. Mother wouldn't be pleased. She was wearing not a gown, but rather, a boyish out fit with mud splattered all over her. Her braid was messy and her hair was frizzy at the top. Her sword, dagger, and arrows and bows were plain to see.
Surfer ChicaOut of the water, I am nothing.
Surfing is for life.
It's like the mafia, once you're in,
you're in.
It's all about where your mind's at.
When I surf, I tend to think the
world ain't such a bad place after all.