Oh gosh, really? She’s from District 3, correct?
Aw, that’s very sweet of you!
Huge list for you to scan!
Let’s not get complacent though!
These are so funny! :)
Once again, Dune walked me to my Human Biology class while he went to his Business Technology class. I also found out that we have lunch period together.
Today, I saw him wandering over to a table in the cafeteria, only a few tables away from where me and my crew sat. I tried my hardest to catch Dune’s eye, but he didn’t seem to notice me. I excused myself from my friends, picked up my lunch and walked over to Dune, sliding into the seat next to him. He turned to look, and his face brightened when he saw me.
“Woah. You have this lunch period?” he asked, surprised.
“Mhm,” I said with a smile. “Come on,” I said nudging my head to the door. There was seating outside, but people rarely went out there. I personally liked it, because there was right by the East Woods.
“Where are we going?” he asked, gathering his things as he looked at me expectantly.
“You’ll find out. Just follow me.” With Dune in tow, we went out the back doors and passed a few kids sitting on picnic tables. Behind a row of trees on the side of the school, there was a thin trail, that was barely even noticeable if you didn’t know it was there. Dune and I walked down the trail together with our feet in sync.
“Do you want me to hold your lunch?” he asked, sweetly. I nodded and he grabbed my bag from me. A wood mouse darted in the path in front of me, and in an instant, my knife was out of my waistband, in my hand, and then in the mouse’s side.
“Wow,” Dune said airily beside me. Quickly, I ran to the mouse and grabbed my knife out of it’s side.
“Come help me bury it,” I whispered. He set our lunch bags down next to a tree, and followed me. Right before one of the only other redwood trees in the woods, I started digging a hole. Dune grabbed the mouse and laid it gently down in the dirt. Together, we pushed the dirt over the top of the mouse. I gave it my signature 4-beat pat on the top of the small mound. “Sacrifice is duty,” I said in a soft whisper.
“You’re fantastic with a knife,” Dune said, sitting down and resting his back against the redwood.
“Thanks,” I replied with a smile. “It’s my specialty.”
“And what was that little ritual thing you did?” he asked, looking at me curiously.
“Oh. It’s nothing. Just a little thing I made up,” I said with a smile. We sat there for a moment, neither of us saying anything.
“How long have you been training?” Dune asked. It caught me by surprise. Most teens don’t talk about training at school much- you never know who’s listening.
“Since I could walk, I guess. How about you?”
“I’ve never really done much. I’m pretty good with hand to hand combat, but I’m not too coordinated with weapons.” I nodded slightly, and looked out at the trees. We sat there for a moment, our hands inches apart on the ground. I watched as his fingers crept slowly over to mine.
We were holding hands.
“Will you help train with me?” he asked, looking up at me.
“Of course,” I said with a smile.
I’ve downloaded this version on my iPod already, so I’m singing along!