Chapter 13: Claire
The second I walked into the dining hall, a lemon meringue pie landed in my face. I didn’t even need to look up to know who’d thrown it. Casey is always behind anything that has to do with flying food. And he can accomplish it without Hermes’ flying shoes.
“What in Hades is going on here!” I yelled as I wiped pie off my face.
“Calm down, Claire.” Casey said, not showing any sign of sympathy. “We’re just having a little fun before we all die.” he added, winking at me and flashing an evil grin.
Suddenly a pie came whizzing through the air and landed smack on top of Casey’s head. Making me erupt with laughter. His cheeks burned bright red and his eyes grew murderous as he stared at something, or someone, over my shoulder.
I turned around to see Jessica, from the Ares cabin, laughing furiously in Casey’s direction.
He drew his knife and started across the room, heading straight for Jessica. I hate to admit it, but she messed with the wrong jerk.
Before he made it within 10 feet of Jessica, the peacekeepers swarmed him. They quickly disarmed him and escorted him out of the dining hall. Somehow I know Lucinda will be having a talking to with the both of us. That’s just like Casey, always getting me in trouble.
Scrubbing the marang from my hair, I walked over to the buffet and filled my plate with turkey and pumpkin pie. I’m a dessert person. I can’t wait for the end of dinner. And besides, I don’t want to be in here more than I have to.
I ate in silence. Jessica was giving me dirty looks all dinner, and I told myself that if I didn’t leave with a headache, then something is wrong with me.
Finally, dinner ended. I walked over to the far end of the table, where River was sitting. Before I even said something, River’s head nodded up and down, like she just knew what I was thinking. Somehow, she always does.
Once we were in the dorm hallway, I realized that this was my last night to talk to River before the Games. The thought brought tears rushing to my eyes.
“Listen, River, I’m scared for tomorrow. You realize that we both can’t make it out alive.” I said nervously to my friend.
“It’ll be fine, ok. I promise that I won’t hurt you. Even if we are the last two standing, I’d rather die, than live with the fact that I killed you.”
“You’re the best. But it probably won’t come down to that, you and I both know that.” I said as I choked back a sob.
“Try not to worry about that. There will be a time where we can team up and help each other. And there will also be a time where we will have to kill each other. But that doesn’t mean that we have to die! What if we just lived there for the rest of our lives! No one to bug us.”
“Riv, be serious please. “ I said.
“I’m only slightly kidding. Lets face the facts, I’m going to die a heck of a lot sooner than you. So you don’t even have to worry about having to kill me. But lets try and not worry until the time comes.”
“Fine. Just know that I’ll always be there for you.” I said to River as a tear streaked down my cheek.
“Thanks, Claire.” River mumbled as she pulled me into a hug.
“Anytime girl.” I said, now crying hard.
Then I turned my back and walked toward my room. While I was walking, I realized that this may just be my last night alive. Good thing I got to watch my favourite cartoon, Charlie Brown, when I had the chance.
I woke up the next morning to a knock on my door. I quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed a shield from the closet, then went to answer the door. Sure enough, there was Casey.
“Why are you holding a shield?” Casey asked.
“Incase you decided to throw something...again.” I said as I lowered my guard.
I turned around to check the clock when I realized that I forgot to set my alarm! I was late for the Games. Those people just made my future hate list. To be honest, I hate Charmeuse Island. I hate the Hunger Games.
It was my least favourite thing to talk about. If I ever had the chance, I’d ask River to move to the other side of the world with me. Oh, and I’d bring Josh too. He may not realize it yet, but he’s got himself a secret admirer. River might even bring Niall if she gets over her freaky obsession with Casey.
Once I zoned back into reality, I slammed the door on Casey, locked it, then got changed into my arena outfit. A forest green jacket, brown running pants, and a black t-shirt, the brown pair of boots they had given me, and braided my hair into a side fishtail braid. Now I was looking all glamorous for the games of death.
This morning, they didn’t even offer us breakfast. I guess that would be cheating, because we now have to find our own food and water. With my growling stomach, I ran down the hall to the lobby. Then I made my way to the hovercraft parked outside.
Once inside, they strapped me down to a seat. The jet was huge. I looked around at the other tributes. I saw Casey, still yawning, and Jessica, giving me an evil grin.
“Give me your arm.” said a woman standing above me.
“Excuse me?” I questioned as the strange lady grabbed my arm, and gave me a needle that was more painful than a snake bite.
“This, is your tracker ,young lady.” said the woman, who still scared me, “ now learn to behave yourself.” then she went on to the other tributes.
When everyone had their needles, the lights went out, and the hovercraft took air, bound for the arena of the horrible Hunger Games.
Once I stepped off the hovercraft, I was taken by a couple of peacekeepers into the launch room, right below the arena. There was no one there. That’s great. Inside, at the back corner of the room, there was a tiny brown box sitting on a ledge. I walked over to the box and opened it. Inside the box, was a tiny silver bracelet, with a tiny blue 5 on the clip.
Suddenly, an invisible voice said, “10 seconds.”
I quickly out the bracelet on my left wrist, and stepped into the launch tube. Once I entered, the doors shut behind me. I felt my body start to shake with fear. I closed my eyes as I entered the arena.