Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to S. Meyer. All Hunger Games settings and the Hunger Game idea belongs to S. Collins. I only came up with the way I thought it would be if they came together.
A/N: Please cut me a little slack with this story. It's my first Fanfiction story. Please review and tell me what you want me to change or add story twisters you think would be good. Bella POV.
I hate Edward Cullen.
First, he and I truly hate each other, we become good friends, become amazingly close, and then he has to be picked for the Hunger Games. While he's there, I have to realize I love him. And now, he comes back winner.
Yes, I really hate him.
Not that I'm not glad he came back. Oh, no, no, no, I'm ecstatic and relieved he did, it's just that his sudden popularity causes me to never see him, except for on the television. It's been almost half a year since I talked to him.
One of the things that made me hate him in the beginning was that he was a merchant boy. I am a Seam girl. See, we live in District 12 where most Seam people have to work at the coal mine, and all the merchant kids only have to take over their parent's jobs. My parents are both dead. I live at the community home, and I was always bitter at the merchant kids.
My mother was killed in a mine explosion. I'm an only child. My father, though he loved me, was heartbroken. He was foolish and always caused trouble. A peacekeeper had beaten him to death over a reason I never found out.
Back then, rules were stricter than they are now. I always disliked merchant kids because they had both parents, a clean and warm home, and love, but they acted like it was nothing. They wouldn't understand unless they lost everything, like I and the other community home kids had.
But Edward Cullen was someone who I truly hated. He had two siblings, Alice and Emmett. Alice had a tiny frame, black hair, and gray eyes. Emmett was the same, except he was huge, with a wild personality like Alice. Merchant families though, usually had opposite looks from Seam families, but those two fit in everywhere. Their parents Carlisle and Esme looked more like merchant people. Carlisle had blue eyes and blonde hair. Esme had hazel eyes and beautiful light brown hair.
Edward, though, was the real looker, even though they were all unique. With hair that was red-brown, (I believe it was called auburn?) emerald eyes, (I knew this gem because of how his stylist described him) and handsome facial features, he always had a group of girls staring at him.
Edward never took school, or life, for that matter, seriously. He charmed everyone he met, that is for his family, and me. His family because they knew him well, and for me, well, because I didn't trust him. He was too handsome and cocky, to be trusted.
He was in my grade, and everyone knew about him. Edward, the sweet one. Edward, the popular boy. Edward, the charmer. In my world, he was Edward, the fake.
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