I awake with a start on a Capitol train witha pair of chocolate eyes trained on me with a smile.
"How long was I out?" I question the unnamed girl.
"A couple hours. Hey, I'm Maegan Hangel. Your fellow tribute in the games!"
"Okay, I'm Devin Qurstil. Boy tribute. District 7. So you got voted in too?" I reply.
"Yeah, kind of sad really, if you think about it. Your own district. Voting you into certain death. Tragedy." I study her. Long blonde hair. Brown eyes and a yellow tank top and ripped up jeans. Dirt on her hands and face smudged. Work boots. Beautiful. I shake my head after I zone out because...
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