Constance walked down the streets of Eight, observing the people struggle to survive, and she notices an older woman, who seems to be having trouble carrying groceries back to her home. She rushes over to her, "Can I help you, miss?" she asks politely. The old woman looks back at her and smiles. "No dear, I have it. This District needs more children like you who are able to willingly help others." she replied. "Brave, you are. I wish upon you good luck in this next Reaping." she said. Constance smiled, and the old woman kept walking, and soon disappeared into her front door. Before going inside, the old woman turned and looked at her again, with caring eyes, and continued on with her day. Constance continued her usual walk around the District, and maybe she would bump into someone else.

A day of pestering children on the verge of making his father scream. His brown eyes looked at his father who was sweeping around the store that was surprising dead. Other then the mother with three children browsing while the kids put on cloths. " Please don't touch those." A voice that he knew too well hit his ears as he sat on the counter. Normally there was more people and he wouldn't have sat their but since there was not....who cared. The answer to that question was his mother who had a frown on her face. "If your bored Zandy go and do something...it doesn't look like we will have any more customers today so go and do something productive."

Zander didn't need anymore words as he was on his way out door in his grey sweatpants and white t-shirt. His was a light word is the boys life as he shared a lot of things with his ...like neutral clothing that they could both wear. None of the less he began his jog in the slightly small clothing that sort of fit him. The thought that he and his sister got dibs on all the nice close in there store was far from true. They got the cheap and sharable clothing that was normally a bit small to fit to Zander to fit Zarah and a bit big to Zarah to fit Zander.

Smiling brightly as he normally did despite his family situation. It was comforting to do rather then be in despair about the district. His eyes then caught something that would make him happy. Trying to catch to his best friend Constance as he had been down the street." Hey Constance. What is up with your purty self." The compliment was true but it wasn't meant to be for attraction. Constance was pretty to Zander, but she was far from his type of liking.

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A sigh escaped his lips as he thought of a life without work. Zander didn't like not having anything to do in free time. He always tried to occupy his time with either working at the store...or working out. Their was two reason for the two the first being that his family needed the help badly as it was a bad situation at home money wise. He would never complain about it but some people may be upset wearing this sisters shirt and their sister wearing their shirt. " Hahaha My family cant afford that were broke." He laughed slightly joking with a little truth nudging her as they walked. He did like the sound of no rain but even if it did rain it wasn't going to ruin his free time. The young lad wouldn't have let it." And how do you know that? Are you mother nature or something."

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