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Earlybird Rue
_rue_11 Rue Story

I looked up at the tree with a bird on my shoulder. I started to climb it for an apple until I noticed one hanging low. I ripped it off the branch and bit into, letting the juices flow down my cheeks. The sun glared in my eyes. Time to go home. I whistled out four long notes and let the mocking jay's eerie song do the rest. Everybody put down their plows, and wandered into their cabins. I stayed. "Huro!" I called as loud as a whisper could get. Leaves crunched. I turned around silently to see Huro's face smiling. I felt my cheeks flush. We were just friends. Nothing else."Rue." It's my turn to smile. We leap down the hill together, with the grass gently glowing in the light of the moon. deep inside I were glad we were friends, but wishing we were better of friends. We were at the bottom laughing,watching the fireflies illuminate the field around us. "may I have the honor of this dance?" he said with a sweeping bow, pretending to be a capitolite. I grinned. "why of course!" I said stifling a giggle. We danced around, whirling and twirling until we fell over on the hill. "speaking of honors..." I said, "I wonder 'who will get the honor of going in the seventy fourth annual hunger games." mimicking that lady that dressed like a pastry. He remained silent, and so did I. We were both lost in thought, mixed with happiness and sorrow. Tomorrow was 'the reaping.' I frowned and started to cry. I tried to be brave. leaned over on Huro's shoulder and sobbed silently. My brother had been lost to us in the seventieth annual hunger games. He was only fourteen, two years older than my current age.
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