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Bay: After dinner  I left the table not wanting to talk to anyone.  I was already getting on Finnicks’s nerves At this point he most likely at least dislikes me he should I thought to myself, there was no one elts I could start a conversation with. I can’t talk with Misty, because every time I talk to her it looks like she’s about to burst into tears, and I don’t know a lot about Annie OR Mags to know how to talk to them. “Bay,” I tuned to find Misty walking toward me. “Hey.” “Hey Misty.” I said. “Do you want me to walk you to your room?” “No Bay you

Chapter 3: Love isn't A strong enough word for how I feel Misty: After I left Finnick, Annie, And Mags. I went to Bay's room hoping to talk to him. I knocked on the door there was no answer. I instantly panicked I twisted the door knob it was open, but he wasn't there. He had to be some where on this train, where could he be? I turned to leave and I found my self face to face with him. "Bay!" I jumped back in surprise. He he laughed "I'm sorry I startled you." "I'm the one who barged in." I said embarrassed I felt my cheeks get hot. "You barged because you were worried." He shut the door behind him. " Did you come here for somethin

Bay: I could barely breath it was like a force pushing up against my chest. Her name was called, and I couldn't believe it. I saw that yellow dress move through the crowd, and climb the stairs to the stage. All the of color her face was gone, she was about to cry, I knew this because I've seen that face when she was scared. She was shaking as she lifted her hand to shake Isabel's. Isabel went over to the boys bowl, and that one little strip of paper changed my life forever. "Bay Maguire." I was about to throw up but right now I couldn't, maybe later but that's not the point. I walked forward through the massive crowd. I looked toward Misty on

Bay: To day was the day of the reaping and I didn't want to go, I didn't want to move from this spot, and most of all I didn't want to leave this world. All I wanted to do was sit at the beach all day long and watch the waves come and go. "Bay?" a sweet voice said behind  me. I turned my head and saw Misty standing barefoot in the sand with her dark blond hair up in a ponytail. "Hey Misty." I said tuning back to the waves. "Can I sit with you for a while?" "Yeah," I tried to sound calm. But I was screaming inside. She sat down next to me and leaned her head on my shoulder "Bay I'm scared." "I know." I sighed. "Me too that's why I'm h