She rolls her eyes. "Those are the hunters. They give the runners a fifteen-minute head start to make it more fun for them, I guess...give us a chance to get away."
Oh, I didn't know that. If I can sprint this thing, maybe I'll have a chance. I haven't run in years, but hey...I can try. I have to try.
Ibounce on my feet for a second and try to stretch my legs a bit. My muscles protest, but I ignore the light pain and continue until that man, Sebastian, steps up again.
"Is everyone ready?"
My heart suddenly crowds my throat, and I can't breathe.
He smiles, cruel and cutting. “Set..."
He throws up his hands. "GO!"
As I race toward the tree line with the pack, all I can think about is what the hell did I get myself into?
Irisk one glance back to see the jock, Andrew, staring after me.
