Hey! I was bored, so here's what really happened with Byte and Amber!

Amber's POV:

I grab the berries and rush back to the campsite. Byte's waiting for me. We haven't had good food in forever, just meat that seems rotten. It'll be nice to have something different, for a change. 

I watch the anthem play in the sky above me. Two people are dead, so far. Rylie, district nine, and Cassia, district two. A career's gone. That's good for mine and Byte's chance of survival. 

But that also means there's only seven tributes left. It's below the final eight, so they'll be doing interviews now. 

My heart aches when I think about my siblings. They know I'm not fit to win the hunger games. Me making it this far will only make it worse for them. 

I find the clearing ahead of me, where Byte's constructing some sort of shelter so that we don't get pelted by rain or snow. 

We've been allies since the beginning. Normally you don't try to be friends with your district partner, as you'll have to either kill them or watch them die later on, but me and Byte managed it. 

Actually, we managed to be more than friends. I couldn't stand to see him die, not ever. 

A faint blush creeps onto my cheeks. I try to shake it away before stepping into the clearing. 

Byte's POV:

I'm trying to knot this rope, but I'm horrible at knotting anything. I'm only good with technology, and that's just barely. I really wish I was from district four. 

The bushes rustle and I turn towards them, half-expecting a career to leap out and chop my head off. But it's Amber, who gently pushes the branches out of the way and smiles at me. 

My heart leaps out of my chest. She looks so beautiful, with the moonlight illuminating her ginger hair and her tan skin. I wish we could be in a different situation, one where we could be together and not have to die. 

She has an armful of berries. I feel my stomach rumble as if it's telling me I need those, now. 

She sits down next to me and sets the berries on the small cloth I've spread down. I wish I'd gotten more for us to sit on, but whatever. 

"Want one?" She asks, gesturing towards the berries, which look like plump blackberries. I take one and toss it into my mouth. The fruit tastes like sunlight and honey and sugar mixed together. I turn towards Amber. 

"Wow, they're really good. You should try one." I pick one up and hand it to her. She looks at it for a moment. 

"I already had some. But thanks, you're so kind." She smiles at me and scoots a bit closer. I reach for her hand. 

She delicately intertwines our fingers, and leans in. I mirror her, and barely feel our lips meet before a jolt rushes through me. 

The taste of the berry lingers in my mouth as I reach for the emergency knife lying next to me and plunge it into my one true love's stomach.

I watch her collapse on the ground. I see the betrayal, the hurt in her eyes. Her screams cut me to the bone. 

But I don't move. I can't move. If I could I'd be rushing to help her. I'd sacrifice my own life to save her. 

I'm internally panicking as my body moves without my command. Two figures step out of the bushes. They survey the scene. 

I know they'll kill me. I'm such an easy target. And they're probably disgusted by me, like most of Panem. 

Amber's cannon goes off. A single tear slips down my cheek.

Hi again! I just wanted to say that this isn't the last chapter, I'm making more, but I got kinda bored so it might be a bit. 

TYSM for reading, I really appreciate it! :D