**Song: Are You Satisfied by Marina and the Diamonds**
I, of course, woke up in the infirmary. I felt fine, but the boys were probably worried. I sat up in the bed, about to run out of there.
"Hey Luna!" Of course Will needed to come right before I pulled the disappearing act of the year.
"Yeah..." I'm ready to leave. I'm ready to get out of here and go into my cabin.
"I think you might need to stay in here for at least a couple more hours." A couple more hours? I feel fine. Why would he be suggesting that I stay? I simply just stayed up late talking to Solana. I'm totally fine.
"Why? I'm fine." Will looks at me for a couple of minutes, and the silence becomes deafening. So this is embarrassment at it's finest. I can't say I've never felt it before, though.
"You broke you foot. We found you at the bottom of a large hill in the woods, and you had a broken foot." That's when I notices the cast on my foot. I just thought that the blankets had been around my foot weird, not this. Why does everything happen to me? Just because I'm reckless and stuff doesn't mean I have to be reminded of it every second of the day.
"So, like can I go?" I ask him. I'm not staying in this overstimulating room with all these kids who are scared of me. No way.
"Well, preferably not. But, if you have to we can give you a pair of crutches. It's kind of dangerous going around camp using them, though." I get it, I guess. An environment with people shooting flaming arrows and playing volleyball is probably not the best place for a girl with crutches, but I'll manage. Damn, I wish that ambrosia worked on me. But for some reason, it won't work. I never wanted this. Loose the one good thing about being a demigod. Dad, shouldn't you have my back? No, traumatizing me with being a demigod isn't enough. I can't be able to heal magically like others.
"Give me the crutches. I'm ready to go to my cabin now." Reluctantly, Will gave me the crutches. He was probably praying to the gods that I don't get hurt. I'm planning to use the crutches as sparingly as possibly. Every time I leave the cabin I'll use the crutches, but I'll also shadowtravel around to avoid being hurt. Gods I feel so vulnerable right now.
I walk out, trying my best to use the crutches. As soon as I find a good sized shadow, I head back to the cabin. Normally, I can short distances without an actual shadow. With cargo, however, I have to find a thick shadow in order to do it. Depending on the weight, sometimes I have to shadowtravel at midnight.
I get in the room and collapse on the bottom bunk. This feels weird. Normally I sleep on the top bunk because I just can't sleep on the bottom bunk. But, I guess I can try. I lay on the bed and close my eyes, trying to fall asleep. Hey wait, I think I'm falling asleep.
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I stand corrected. I spent hours laying there, just trying to fall sleep. Even after my efforts, I got no sleep on the bottom bunk. The fabric of the sheets felt different. I height of it was tripping me out. I guess I have to stick to the top bunk somehow. I decide to take a walk. I grab my crutches and walk out the door. Today the sun isn't as bright (thank you Apollo).
I pass by a few kids playing volleyball. I walk into the dining hall. I missed dinner, so I should probably eat something. I sit at the far back table, eating my wonderful dinner of burgers cooked by some of the staff here. I don't know if they were just store-bought frozen patties or made here, and that kind of scares me.
As I'm eating someone sits next to me. I decide to ignore them as people normally don't want to talk to me anyways.
"Hey." Oh great. Someone who wants to willingly talk to me. I just got over Solana, and here's another person trying to talk to me.
"Hi." I say in a colder tone, but one that doesn't make me look too mean.
"I'm Eurydice Chablis. I just arrived, though I'm older than most of the new arrivals. They're all so little. The poor sixth graders." Oh great, she won't just back off.
"Yeah.." My voice trails off. I can't let another person get close to me like Solana did. That will just end in a broken heart, and a dead mind.
"What's your name?" She asks. Personal questions? At this point I need to end the conversation before she realizes how weird I am.
"Luna. Luna Moon." I state flatly. I'm not going to let this conversation drag on any longer. "I've got to go." With that I throw away the rest of my half-eaten burger and shadowtravel back into my cabin.
I sigh and flop onto the bottom bunk, mainly because I'd have to shadowtravel in order to get onto the top bunk. I'm too tired even to do that, so I just lay there in a sad little heap. Man, I hate social stuff. Even when I'm trying not to start a conversation somebody has to ruin it. Like, just leave me alone. PLEASE.
I grab my iPod and blast my music. Trust issues [and please don't judge], a murder drones song, comes on. It's exactly what I'm feeling right now. Trying to convince myself that friendship is a waste because everyone becomes either dead or my enemy in the end. Damn, I miss the old days when I was naive enough to walk up to someone and ask if they wanted to be my friend. Now, it's an entire complicated process and I just want to exclude myself from it. Y'know what? Fuck relationships or whatever. I don't need to be friends with someone in order to be happy. It's easier with just me against the world. No blood on my hands in the end.
I grab one of the books off the shelves. Hey, it's about time I read a new book again, y'know? The book is called 'The Hunger Games'. Sounds cool. I pick it up and begin reading becoming even more enveloped in the plot with every turn of a page.
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It's around an hour later, and I've just finished the book. It was crazy, but my type of book. A world where 24 kids battle to the death? Count me in. Katniss reminds me of myself a bit. Just trying their best to survive, even if it makes them into some sort of killer. But yet, we're also different. She had room for love in her life, and I can't allow myself to ever love again.
I hear a knock on the cabin door, so automatically I know that it's not Nico or Will.. One part of me wants to leave the door closed, but I decide to open it anyways. I reluctantly grab my crutches and stand up, headed slowly for the door. I turn the knob, feeling the cold metal touch my hands. I don't like how it feels like I'm grabbing warm ice, but I still open the door anyways.
Standing at the door is none other than Eurydice. Just great. I can't possibly plan what to say either, because I've never met her except for when I ate. I don't want to talk. I just want to slam the door in her face and go back to laying on the bed. But, of course, she has to go and ruin that.
"Hi!" Her voice is both excited and calm at the same time. I didn't know that was physically possible for a demigod, so b- for trying!
"Hi:" I have this tone of voice like I'm confused, because I didn't know why someone would willingly talk to me. Nico and Will barely ever talk to me, but that's also probably my fault too.
We sit there in awkward silence for a couple minutes, and my mind is racing. I don't want to keep talking to her, and she looks uncomfortable talking to me. See, I'm nothing more than someone who can't sustain a conversation, let alone a relationship. Even just being acquaintances is hard, especially with someone like her. We sit there for a couple more minutes until she breaks the silence.
"Wanna be friends?"
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