Map of the Gold and Coal Fields of Alaska 1898
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Chapter 13 I decide to try out the shooting range with Jonah and Finnick. Finnick and I use bows and arrows, still cautious around guns. Jonah seems okay with guns, though. We shoot at the targets for a while. "Terran, you have to do worse than that. We don't want them to know we're rebels." Jonah whispers when I hit the center of the target for the sixth time. I'd almost forgotten we're trying to gain information by going undercover. I try doing worse, but it just doesn't feel right. "Let's go see what the plants table's like." I suggest. Jonah and Finnick agree, and we head over to the table. The trainer is telling a few soldiers about poisonous and nonpoisonous plants. I listen, although I already know most of them. It comes from living where I had. The trainer finishes explaining about some berries that are safe to eat. I nudge Jonah with my elbow. "What?" He mutters, glancing at me. He always makes me feel short, since he's so tall. "That guy over by the obstacle course." I whisper back. "Yeah? What about him?" He asks. "He's looking at us funny." "I think he's looking at YOU funny, not me and Finnick." I glare at him. "No, he isn't! He's way too old for me!" I hiss. "No way. He can't be over eighteen." Jonah sounds teasing. I glance at the boy again. Sandy blond hair, blue eyes. He looks away when I meet his gaze. I cross my arms and turn away, elbowing Jonah. "Ow." He mumbles. But he's grinning. "You better not talk about him again." I grumble. "Of course not, Soldier Rinzer." He replies. I roll my eyes and scoot closer to Finnick, and away from Jonah. Finnick heard our conversation. "So, you have an admirer." He whispers. I scowl. "Yes, and he's talking to me right now." "Oh. So you have two admirers." "Don't even start with me, Coasta." He smiles. The trainer is talking about birds, now. I only hear one word, and it pricks me like a thorn. "Lark."