"Wanna go talk?"
"Sure." He answers with his mouth full of food. He swallows it and he says. "Wait. Are we aloud to leave?"
"Why not?"
"Ok."
We stand up and start to walk out when a buff, female guard stops us.
"Where are you going?" Her higher pitched voice asks us.
"We are going to another room to eat. It is too loud in here."
"And I am getting a headache."
"You guys aren't just going to-"
"No!" We say in unison. We look at each other.
"Ok." She walks away.
"Lets go." I said to him.
I dump my tray and put it on the spinning counter thing. Jay does the same.
We get into room B35; quite a ways away from our training room and cafeteria.
"Lets go in here." Jay says.
We go into the room, turn on a light, and see a little lounge area. There are two red couches, two red chairs, a mini pink table, and a little black fridge. The lights are hinted blue, the carpets are green, and the walls are a soft purple, like a summer flower!
"What the heck?"
"What?"
"It is so messed up. The colors."
"Its original." I say, look at him, and our eyes meet. Soft brown eyes. I like that in guys.
"What?" He says after a few seconds. "Whats wrong?"
"What do you mean?"
"You are smiling at me. Why?"
"I don't know. Hmmm. Oh. Your eyes."
"My eyes?" He does a half smile.
"Ya." I don't know why I said that. "So back to you liking me."
"Ya. I still do." He paused. "A lot. I was not just letting the drinks control my body. I really wanted to get to know you."
"Ok. But why?"
"Have you looked in a mirror?"
"No. I don't like mirrors."
"Oh. Well you should. You would see why." He leaned in and kissed my cheek. "You are beautiful."
I looked in his eyes, again. "Why would you think that?"
He starts to look around the room. His eyes lock on a mirror.
"I am not-"
"Yes you are!" He says as he starts to walk.
He walks over to the mirror, takes its handle, brings it to me, and says, "Anna, please look."
I take the mirror, and I look. I realize that I am pretty! My golden hair, my blue eyes. Everything together, is great! He is right. I am beautiful.
"I am right aren't I?"
"Yes."
"You are!"
His eyes meet mine.
"You are..." I can't think of the right words. "Nice."
He kisses my lips very softly. They are warm and smooth. I give him a comforting hug.
"Thank you." I whisper in his ear.
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Teen FictionBook ONE in the Kinder Series. The ones I love have gone away. I am left with just a few people that I know now. I am told to be a fighter, and to be honest and brave. The war has come and I must find out who I am, who my friends are, and who I re...
