I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peeta’s eyes, only now they hold my gaze. Blood runs from the teeth marks on the hand he clamped over my nightlock.
“Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrestle my arm from his grasp.
just wondering if i should stay awake and attempt to not fall asleep on le chair or y'know... die ( translation: sleep. cause when i'm asleep i'm literally dead to the world XD )
This girl was kicking the ball while on the ground! You aren't allowed to do that. . . and the ref didn't call it! So they scored because of the stupid Scottish ref. Gah. He got lucky that he left right after the game. . . D:<