The Hunger Games- High school style

by Finniss

They're just girls. Twins. Twins with no father. Twins whose mother who left them to live in the land of dreams and nightmare. Twins forced to go to a posh private school. Twins with nothing left but each other. Twins who finally found light after all the years living in the darkness. Twins who found people not related to them but care all the same. Twins who found friendship, love

1. Chapter 1

Hunger Games- Highschool Style

As I step out of the car for the first time, I take a moment to look at my surroundings. The school itself is huge, with a circle of luscious green grass surrounding the front entrance. The entrance is massive and, like the rest of the school, built with sandstone. There is sign above the grand entrance doors saying: 'CAPITOL HIGH SCHOOL'. Two gold lion statues stand proudly at the door. The building is plain posh. I'm defiantly not going to fit in here, look at it! My subconsciousness scolds me for ever thinking that I would fit in here.

My name is Katniss Everdeen and I am 16 years old. I have a twin sister named Primrose (Prim for short). We have been sent to this amazingly posh boarding school as a consequence of my father dying. He was a spy (hard to believe, right!) and had made quite a lot of enemies during his 10 years working for some secret agency. A trained assassin had been sent to kill him and, although it took quite some time, he succeeded. My mother had never been the same again after that incident, zoning out on us for about 20 hours of the day. Prim and I's uncle helped tremendously with all of this, giving us money to buy clothes and other vital things like food. He didn't know about what was happening with my mother, he does now but if he did those years ago then we would have been moved away from our friends and sent here. Poor uncle Haymitch was so delusional about all of this, so wrapped up in his work he never once visited us. Maybe that's how he became a millionaire, not having any distractions to keep him from his work.

I look over to my dear sister Prim and a look of delight is smacked across her face as her eyes scan the building and the students. Prim is absolutely gorgeous and, although we are twins, I have always felt like I am the ugly one, though Prim tries to convince me otherwise. She has silky blond hair that flows down to her mid-back and she practically always leaves it down. She has the most angelic features, a soft pinky colour on her lips, beautifully blue eyes which have tiny specs of gold gently shining and contrasting with the turquoise-y colour of her eyes, and eyelashes that look almost fake as they are so long. She also has a cute splattering of soft coloured freckles across her nose. She is thin, yet has curves in all the right places and, like me, is about average height .I am almost jealous of her looks, but that would just be petty. I am almost jealous of her bubbly, optimistic personality too. She always sees the best in people, and I admire her for that.

PRIMS P.O.V

I sneak a quick glance at Katniss, not wanting to take my eyes off the amazing sight in front of me for too long. Katniss is so beautiful it hurts, she just doesn't understand! All the boys swoon over her, including her (ex)best friend Gale. It is so frustrating that she doesn't see how much of a total babe she is! Her mousey brown hair is so silky smooth I just wanna stroke it and plait it all day, though it is already restrained into her usual side-braid. Her eyes are the most fantastic shade of grey I have ever seen, its like they are ablaze all the time. Im not sure what it is about eyes and beauty that leaves me breathless. She has a light pink tinge to her lips and her skin is an pale colour, although we spend most of our time in the sun. I know she thinks that I'm pretty, and I do believe her, I'm just average. Plain old average. The second choice, never first, but I'm okay with that. All I wish for is my sister to understand the effect she can have! With her skinny, curvy body and fiery personality, she is practically perfect. She is also clever as hell! I'm the stupid one out of the 2 of us.

(Having eyes in the back of my head) I can see someone staring at Katniss, which doesn't surprise me. But this guy is REALLY staring, full on and all. He's pretty hot, who am I kidding, he is like an Abercrombie & Fitch model! But it isn't him that catches my eye, its his friend. He's average, like me. I think we could get along. I just realise that I have been staring for a bit too long to be normal as Katniss nudges me with her elbow. I yelp, thankfully I'm quiet. Katniss glances in the direction of the god-like boy and his cutie friend. I hear her breath halt.

KATNISS P.O.V

Wow. That is the only word I can manage right now. Get a grip Katniss, for Gods sake woman, it's just a guy. My subconsciousness scolds me once again. I really hate that bitch inside my head. I turn my entire body so I can see the adonis who is gazing at me. His hair is bronze and shimmers in the sun, his features are bold, his smile crooked. His eyes, oh good lord his eyes, are a breathtaking shade of sea-green. He is tall, his muscles discreetly outlined by his white t-shirt. His jeans hang sexily off his hips. I think I'm drooling right now. His gaze is fixed on me and I suddenly feel extremely self-conscious in what I'm wearing. I look scruffy in my forest green shirt, brown hunting jacket, worn out jeans and knee high tattered boots. Scruffy, I look scruffy. I turn away from the god, with reluctance, grab Prim's arm and drag her through the entrance, and straight up to the reception desk. I nudge prim, signalling her to start talking, I hate talking to people.