Eyeing Bread [blitz] [shine]

[School is the bane of my life]

The trees surrounding around my houses escaped from my view as I walked out towards the market. I had found a fresh dead squirrel, lucky me, it had meat on it that would go for a high price. And the peacekeepers wont fuss if I say I found it dead in the woods, but oh I how I wanted to go outside the fence. Feel the air and see the trees that only outside the fence will provide. Maybe even escape but I really would never do that. It would be impossible for me to leave my family behind, and my friends.

Lone leafs that have fallen from the trees broke as I stepped on a lone leaf on the road. The market was ahead and I could already smell the fresh bread that tickled my nose. It was coming from one of the only bakeries in town, the bakery where I would admire the pastries and treats that I only wish I could afford. I almost had enough once to buy a small pastry but it was taken. The squirrels smell attacked the breads smell for the battle to enter my nose.

The bakery was not that crowded as it usually was but there was one girl I could see that was eyeing the bread, like she was going to go in and steal it. I shrugged my shoulders, maybe I could stop her or if she was going to steal she could hand me half of the bread. I walked over to her and stood right beside her.

“You eyeing the bread like I usually
do?”

Graphic made by the amazing Sher <3!

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Walking - or should I say treating the side walk like a runway - in the side walk with the plenty of people. Some going to work and others just strolling around, The workers were walking in groups towards the place where they cut trees. Seeing them diligently walking to the place where they work even if there muscles ache or their backs are killing them, but it's always like this in my district. The trees are our only source of hope. They provide for us we help grow them in return they become lumber which we sell to the capitol to earn money. Recalling the time when I had to help my dad work to provide for the family. tears start to swell up in my eyes, hurriedly I wipe it making sure that no one saw. I shouldn't show weakness around this people, all they see is a strong proud-girl-wearing-a-dress-that-makes-her-look-like-a-slut-but-still-wearing-it-no-matter-what-other-thinks.

I see that the women of my district are heading for the markets to buy food for their families while my mom is doing their laundry. Thinking that I should buy food for our dinner, I shove my hand into my pockets to see if I still had any money. I found a nickle and a dime. "Is this enough for a loaf of bread?" asking myself clearly regretting why I didn't help my mom when she goes to the market. Not caring weather I had enough money or not I walk briskly towards the market. As I entered it the strong stench of bread fills my nose trills, there was also the smell of raw meat being cut. Slowly, I approached the bakery and stood outside the glass where they displayed the bread, looking closely at the price I knew I could never buy it, I could try to steal it but maybe the peacekeepers might catch me. Getting lost in my thought was very unusual - maybe it was the smell of the bread or my stomach - for me because I didn't notice a girl come close.

“You eyeing the bread like I usually do?”
"Yeah I can't afford it. You?"

Starring at her as confusion washes over my face as to why she asked me that question.

[occ- sorry if it sucks D: .]

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[School is the bane of my life]

The smell of fresh food is all I can smell. I look into the window and all the cakes behold infront of my eyes. A cake with white forsting dripping down from the yellow side. A cake with red frosting over a brown smooth layers of cake. My stomach grumbled quietly and I sighed, oh how I want a cake so bad.

I have always wanted one for my birthday, the best I got was when my dad got a whole bread and my mom decorated it with small bits of sugar she had got at the market. They presented it to me on my 10th birthday, with the best plate we had. It was not much I oh how I did love it that my parents were trying their best and thats why I try my best for them.

"Yeah I can't afford it. You?" The girl with the long blond hair answers, a confused look dazzled on her face.

"Ya, I can't afford it either. I just want some of this food, it looks so good." I moved my backpack with my back and felt the squrriel bounce up and down. Maybe this squrriel will finally give me what I want. "So what is you're name girl who cant afford the bread like me?"

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Eying the bread intently I wanted to try and steal it. The smell of freshly baked bread surrounded my nose, I inhaled it deeply as if the smell could fill my empty stomach. Staring at the girl who suddenly approached me, I noted her brown hair and her round face. She doesn't look that bad, she looks well fed maybe like me.

"Ya, I can't afford it either. I just want some of this food, it looks so good." she answered, wow she really is like me. But she looks rich. Slowly she moves her hands towards her backpack and move it up and down like there was something heavy in it, may be food? I eyed her curiously. "So what is you're name girl who cant afford the bread like me?" starring at me. I return her stare "Christi. My name is Christi. " I told her

"How about you? Girl who can't afford bread just like me." asking her as I looked at her curiously. "What's in your bag there. I saw you touching it like there was something precious there?"

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[School is the bane of my life]

The bread did look so good, I hum to herself as I glance wishfully at the bread. Seeing that the girl I am talking to had also been looking at the bread. Maybe... I could pay for this bread with the squirrel I had found? I did pick up a bit of information a while ago that the bakery owners were looking for some meat.

Christi. I take the name in, smiling about knowing some more information about her. Again, I touch my cheap backpack slightly. Should I share? No sharing means more bread for me and my family. But sharing also means this girl could become a great friend of mine. You always seemed to bond greatly over a expensive piece of food.

"Actually I found this dead squirrel today when I was working and was thinking about maybe getting the piece of bread and pay for it with the squirrel." I paused for a moment, replaying what could happen if I shared the bread. "Would you maybe want to share the bread with me?" I asked quickly, hoping she would say yes.

Before she could answer I step to the side and grasp the door handle and open it slowly. Motioning her to follow me as I stride into the bakery. [/size]