Hey guys, it's been so long since I've last updated... I promise I won't let that happen again!
This one shot is kind of a test. If you guys like it, I'll finish it. As always, the best reviwer gets the next chapter dedicated to them! Enjoy 3
Hunger Games:
I finished braiding Sarah's hair and spun her around so she faces the mirror.
"What do you think?" I asked, admiring her waist long golden hair.
"I love it, thanks Roo." She said, hugging me gratefully.
Since both of our parents died in a freak accident at the factory, me and her have taken the responsibility of caring for our younger siblings.
"Your turn, sit down." Sarah commanded. She began brushing my hair.
"I'm scared, Say. What if one of us gets chosen? Who will take care of the kids?" I asked, a crease forming between my eyebrows.
"We'll manage, Roo. We always do." She said, putting the finishing touches on my braid. I stood up and examined myself in the mirror. My long auburn hair was braided over my shoulder and touched my hip bone. My emerald green eyes were standing out in comparison to my pale skin and my full, red lips were glossed, and high cheek bones perfectly rouged.
"Put this on." Said Sarah, throwing a white sundress at me. She was in a pale pink sundress, and simple gold sandals. Her features were bright and luminous. We slowly made our way to the city center, where they held the annual reaping.
"Robyn, Sarah! Over hear!" I heard Kian, my twin brother yell. I scanned the crowd, until his eyes met mine. He was with my other brother, Cole, and sister Kate. Sarah's twin brothers stood beside Kate.
"Alex, Nick! What is all over you two?" She fussed, trying to rub the stains off their pale blue polos.
Kian wrapped me in his arms and held me tight. I buried my head in the shoulders, trying not to cry. I regretfully let Kian go, and linked arms with Sarah as we made our way to where the girls stood. My eyes never left Kian's as he stood with the boys. Suddenly, Jasmine Tonning, district 12's escort's chirpy voice sounded over the PA system.
"As always, ladies first!" She said, reaching into the bowl, her fingers closing on one piece of paper.
"Sarah Oldfield!" She said, clapping furiously. Everyone turned and looked at the girls arm who's was linked through mine.
"I'll take her place." I cried, as Sarah made our way onto the stage. Her eyes met mine, and she stopped mid step.
"No, Robyn, don't." She pleaded, looking grief stricken.
"Alright, district 12's female tribute is now Robyn Richards!" She said, smiling. From the crowd, my eyes locked with Kian's. He gave me a reassuring smile, and looked away, but not before I saw the tear roll slowly down his cheek.
"Alright, now onto our male tribute!" She said, nearly shaking with excitement. She reached into the basket and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Cole Richards!" She said, looking into the crowd.
"No!" I heard someone scream. Then, I felt the pain in my throat and knew the scream was my own.
"I'll take his place." Said Kian, walking quickly towards the stage. My heart was pounding furiously, and my arms and hands were shaking.
"No, this isn't happening." I whispered to myself. Kian reached the stage, and held my hand to calm me down. There was so much anger building up inside me, I almost grabbed Jasmine by her fake green hair and smashed her head off the wall repeatedly.
"No, I won't let this happen. I refuse to go to the Hunger Games." I wailed. There was a gasp over the crowd, and Kian squeezed my hand hard.
"What the hell are you doing?" He hissed angrily in my ear. Jasmine chuckled nervously.
"Of course you are dear, you have no choice." She said, smiling.
"Oh, wipe that fake smile off your face, you whore. I refuse to participate in such an inhumane event. You people disgust me." I screamed, my face red with anger. Suddenly, three peacekeepers separated the crowd, and put me in handcuffs.
"You can't do this! This isn't fair!" I screamed, kicking and punching the peacekeepers until I heard a satisfying crunch from one's nose.
"Fuck, hold her down!" The injured one said, clearly furious. He looked me dead in the eyes.
"If you ever-" He began, I spit in his face, cutting him off. His face turned an unearthly shade of red and he slapped me hard in the face. There was so much adrenaline in my system, I barely noticed. I cockily smiled at the peacrkeeper. Then the PA system sounded again.
"Give it up for our two tributes!" Then I noticed Sarah was up on stage beside Kian. It looked like I was going to be in alot of trouble.
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