I do not own, Spring wipeout, the hunger games or even the Nike bottle.

I hope you like it.

Full summary: A twist in the Hunger Game tale. Annie and Peeta are best friends who love reading the Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins but when Peeta says a spell that traps them in Catching Fire during the 75th Hunger Games, what chaos will happen? And how will they ever get back home!

Chapter one: Mumbo Jumbo

Johanna Mason. From District 7. Lumber and paper, thus the tree. She won by convincingly portraying herself as weak and helpless so that she would be ignored.

Before I even get to the next line of the book, a feminine hand reaches out and grabs it. Annie Cresta smiles as she sees the cover of the book before rolling her eyes. "Seriously, Catching Fire again? Are you that obsessed about the Hunger Games Trilogy?" Annie asks.

I snatch the book back from her as I sit back down on my living room chair. "How did you even get in?" I asked. Annie points to the open window a few meters away from me. "Morrison forgot to lock the windows, how smart of him." I say, with sarcasm in my voice.

"You Mellarks may be wrestling champs but you guys don't really have a bright light bulb." Annie states. She plops down on the chair across me, her feet on the coffee table as she drinks from her sea green Nike bottle. "You know; if we were ever in the Hunger Games. I bet we could win,"

I roll my eyes and continue reading from where I was disturbed.

Then she demonstrated a wicked ability to murder. She ruffles her spiky hair and rolls her wide-set brown eyes.

Once again, Annie rips the book away. "Peeta, I was speaking. That's rude to ignore me when I'm talking to you, and since when did you like Johanna?" Annie's finger is stuck between the pages I was reading. "I thought you like, Katniss Everdeen?" Annie asks. I can feel all the heat in my body gather around me face as I blush a deeps scarlet red.

Annie laughs when she sees my face. Annie winks and says. "Sorry about that, I forgot how you liked to keep that a secret from your brothers." She places a finger on her lips. "I'll keep that between us; after all, we are best friends." She smiles.

I feel comfort in Annie's words. Ever since Annie moved from the UK to North America eight years ago and moved into the deserted house across my street, we've been friends ever since but we became best friends only five years ago. We were both twelve when we decided to be best friends. Who knew we had so much in common.

"What about your big fat crush on Finnick Odair?" I tease. It's now Annie's turn to blush deep scarlet as she turns away, her face probably becoming darker by the second.

"Shut up." Annie splutters in response.

"We both have our secrets." I take my copy of Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins from Annie's grip.

Turning back to the page where I stopped, Annie switches the television on as she goes off the kitchen to raid my fridge for food. She's been coming over so often that she doesn't even need to ask for permission anymore.

'Welcome back to Spring Wipeout!' The television screams at us, I try hard to concentrate on reading my book but Annie's show is just so distracting.

"So, as I was saying. Wouldn't it be cool if we got transported into the book?" I hear Annie say.

"Uh huh," I reply not really listening.

"I did a little research and found this book in the public library." Annie continues while digging through a bag of chips.

"Sure," I say.

"And I got his book of spells; but the nut job librarian said it's all a total hoax." Annie goes on. "You are following, right Peeta?"

I look up and simply reply. "Yeah," I look back down.

"And I found a spell to bring us into the book." Annie shoved a dusty old book under my nose before I take a loud sneeze. "Read the words." She tells me.

I roll my eyes. If it was anything I knew from the five years of being best friends with Annie, it was that she gets her way or else. The words printed are a little faded. "Gai Gui, Jimpo Lovirta Gui Gai…" I pause, there was a blank. "What's after that?" I ask.

"Say the tittle of the book you want to go into," Annie says reading upside down. "Name a Hunger Games book." She tells me.

I shrug and say. "Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins?" I say. A poof of dust explodes from the book. At first I thought the spell was really but after a while. Nothing happened; just that Annie's face is black from being too close.

Annie looks around before complaining. "Well that was a disappointment," She stands up and grabs the book and gives it a good shove back into her bag that she brought in with her. "I guess that's what you get for having your hopes up high." She sighs and goes back to watching wipeout on the television.

I open up my book as I continue to read away. Before I forget, I say. "Your face is still black Annie." I tell her.

"It is?" Annie touches her face, a little black dust wipe off. "Oh, it is."

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