It was unheard of two districts sharing the same train. It had never happened before, and no doubt would never happen again. But it was that or delay the games, and with that at risk everyone knew what the choice had to be. The two tributes from district 9 would be joining us, and after my encounter with the young man who I would come to know as Evander, I didn’t see it too much of a problem. The moment I snuck away from the train while things were being settled would be something that was dear to me even if I didn’t tell a soul about it. A smile crept on my face and I don’t know what caused my behavior but I turned to look back at the pond and then back to the person who was speaking to me. “No wouldn’t want that at all…” It wasn’t all that funny but perhaps it was how I said it because all I knew was within seconds of the words leaving my mouth we were both laughing. I still did not know who he was but as he kicked off his shoes and stepped in to the pond with me I felt that he and I could be friends. There was the voice in the back of my mind which was telling me that that could never happen, but I paid it no mind. I wasn’t at capitol yet. We stood there for a while after just talking about how beautiful the sights were and how rare they were to fine, what it would be like if every where looked like this, and other such interesting things… but I never asked him for his name and he didn’t ask me for mine. It seemed we both were content with not having to know. Because as soon as we knew then the thought of how the other person was going to die would came to mind. Not now. Not while we stood with are feet bare in this rare little gem of a pond.
Everything was settled and soon the introductions from both sides began. It was customary Miss. Ryaa said that the guest introduce themselves before the hosts. And if we were going to be travelling together Ryaa did not wish to miss any formality, best to dot the I’s and cross the T’s while she could. It was Evander would spoke first, tell us his age and name as he stood across from me and Jenson. He smiled and pulled a voice like he was talking to me for the first time which in turn made me smile. I would come to find that he had that effect on me. Next was the girl who seemed dwarfed as she stood beside Evander, his height was imposing even on me-and that never happens. Selice she said was her name, and my heart almost breaks at the mentioning of her age. Only thirteen. She has no reason being here. No reason what so ever. And then as the formalities continue I introduce myself breaking the tense air with the same kind of voice Evander used against me. And soon we all know each other. Even though capitol isn’t that far the four of us come very close. I speak to Evander like I have been doing it my whole life. There was a spark of a belief that it might not be wise, but Evander never gave me the sense that I should be worried. It seemed out of pure practice we found everything else to talk about other then the games to which we travel. Short as it is, I find that Evander is a dear friend to me, making me smile simply on a whim. “I’ll get you back one day…” My voice holds a tone I don’t think it ever did before. Cheerfulness. This boy caused in me something that no one else had ever before. We’d always sneak away while no one was looking and sit and talk for hours. It was now my personal mission to make him laugh as much as he had made me. But secretly it’s just because I love the look on his face when he smiles. “I’m sure you will Ariadne, I wouldn’t have it any other way…”
Its my inner child which brings me to the window that is open so I can hang my head out of it. Instantly I can tell I have made Evander nervous but he goes to the wind, his large frame directly beside me. Our eyes are not pointed to Capitol, but instead they are looking at where we have been. It will be a long time until I find out that he was actually looking at me while I did this. As composed as I am I am sure all of that would have been lost, as the embarrassment took over. I never turn to see the on comingcity of Capitol, though I will find myself longing for the train in no time at all. The train was were I was still free, the train was where no one had died, and the train was were Evander and I could be friends. Soon as we got to capitol no doubt it would be all over.
That’s when I feel him tug at my arm pulling me back in. We are about to enter the city soon, we were prepped for it earlier in the morning. Everyone else looks very respectable but I feel I am sticking out. With my hair hangs wildly as usual. But the way that Evander looks at me now I feel my eyes scan downward, seeing if anything was out of place. Warned that perhaps it was. That’s when a strong hand reached for my own. I could have fallen over but I knew Evander would never let me actually hit the ground. But that doesn’t stop my face from showing all the emotion that I am feeling in this very moment-though I might try and hide it. Evander placed something in my hand. And I remember the conversation we had about the object.
“I’ve never seen anything like it Evander. Where did you get it...?” It had been another time I had the object in my hand.
“I made it…”
“Made it?” I feel like a child when I am around Evander, and that means something to me. Because I haven’t ever felt like a child even when I was one.
“Yeah… took me a few years but……
….But now that it’s in my hand again feel the need to fall again. “I want you to have it Ariadne…” There is no protest that I could make because he is already lifting his hand to stop me. “For good luck… and…” He stops, solemn isn’t like him at all. So seeing it now, no sound comes from me. “I want you to have it Ariadne. I want you to. You’re my friend, and I want you to remember that. No matter what…” No matter what- we both understood what that meant. And I feel the Train jerking to a stop I have to wonder how am I going to move from this spot. And that’s when I wrap my arms about his neck and hug him. It shocks both of us I am sure. But I don’t let go until Miss. Ryaa has to come push me away from him.
We'll be meeting our stylish soon-- but I know that as soon as I step off this train things will change... and I don't want them to. This is the first real dread that I am feeling about these games.