Will the odds ever be in our favor?
A/N kk so my friends and i are obsessed w/ THE HUNGER GAMES and so we had our own little hunger games and i decided to turn it into a fanfiction. ok so here we go!...
Prologue.
My name is Jemmer Everlark, my parents combined their last names when they got married, failed in a rebellion, and then had me, me and my brother, Finnick Everlark. We live in the victor's village. My brother and I are famous, loved, and currently standing at the reaping. My "aunt" Effie reaches into the girls reaping ball, and frowns. That can only mean 1 thing. I know what she's about to say before she says it. "Jemmer Everlark" I hear my mother call out my nickname. "JEM!" it's mixed with my father's and brother's. Effie reaches into the boys reaping ball and her eyes begin to water. "F- Finnick Everlark." My mother's sobs. My father's condolences. My brother walks up to the stage.
My parents will be forced to kill 1 of their own children, and watch them die. My life. Is a pain in the ass. "Happy hunger games!" Aunt Effie calls. And as the doors close behind us, my parents come, uncle Haymitch, and aunt Effie comes, and we all burst into tears.
