Chapter 1: Prepare Yourselves
"Hey mum" Santana Lopez walked through the front door and dumped her bag on the kitchen table
"How was school?" Her mum asked, like she didn't know.
"It was… okay."
"Okay what happened?"
"It's nothing, just some guys who don't know or don't care what lesbian and in love with girls means."
"Seriously?" Her mum asked "Didn't that happen yesterday as well?"
"Her school must be seriously deprived of hot girls if they've taken to flirting with you." Her older brother Christian walked into the room
"Most of them have boyfriends." Santana pointed out
"Like that ever stopped you and Brittany." Santana blushed, grabbed her bag and walked upstairs, she'd needed an excuse to leave anyway, she didn't want her mum to ask her anything about the reaping tomorrow. She couldn't believe herself that the year had gone by this quickly, it only seemed like yesterday that Kieran Lock walked out of the arena, the champion of the forty fourth annual McKinley High Hunger Games. That was going to happen again this year, twenty four would go in, one would come out. The rest, dead.
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Beep, Beep, Beep… Brittany groaned and turned her alarm clock off. She sat up in bed and looked around the room, no Santana. She got up, slightly confused for a second them she remembered, it was the reaping today, Santana was probably saying what could be the last goodbye to her family. Brittany started getting ready and her thoughts drifted to the day ahead. Had Coach Sylvester finally agreed to sign the form that would mean that she and Santana would only be put into the glee club reaping ball? Of course she hadn't, there was no way she would ever do that, coach sue didn't care that it gave them double the chance of everyone else at getting reaped. Brittany was rubbish at math and even she could understand that. Brittany sighed and made her way downstairs knowing that the next ten minutes would be hard.
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"Santana" Santana turned round to see Quinn and Brittany walking up to her, she ran up them and kissed her girlfriend. Girlfriend, it sounded so good to her. Being able to kiss Brittany in public was one of the few good things to come out of her being outed to the whole of Ohio.
"It's the reaping today" Quinn informed them
"Yeah, state the obvious" Santana retorted
"We get it Santana, you're nervous, why shouldn't you be, today is the day you find out whether you're gonna die or not. That doesn't mean you need to get tetchy about everything."
"Who says Santana can't win?" Brittany asked
Quinn looked at her "Look Brittany, I know you think that Santana can do pretty much anything and I know that she can strike fear into the hearts of the largest football players here, but in the arena it's a fight to the death, razor blades won't help much."
"Since when did you become the pessimist Fabray? I thought that was my job."
"I didn't, I mean, it is, I mean, god I'm terrified"
"It'll be okay Quinn" Brittany comforts her and they walk off to the last glee club meeting before one of the members will be doomed to die
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Mr Schue was pacing in front of them; they were sitting in the choir room, closer together than usual, all sort of bunched up in the middle
"I've just got to say how proud of all of you I am, it would have been so easy for you to quit glee club and join the more stuffed reaping ball of kids who don't have any extracurriculars but you stuck with it anyway. Now I know that most of you have managed to get the forms signed but for Brittany and Santana especially this means that they'll have their names entered twice."
"Wait so Coach Sylvester isn't signing the form?" Tina asked
"No, apparently this is payback for the boob job I didn't want and the campaign add that I also didn't want" Santana said, trying to hide her fear with aggression
"Santana, are you okay?" Finn asked, she nodded but refused to make eye contact with any of them "Are you sure, you seem…"
"I said I'm fine okay orca!" She yelled, interrupting him "Get it into your thick skull…" She trailed off and burst into tears. Brittany put her arms around her and whispered in her ear
"It'll be okay, we'll get through this"
