Tears

Gale stood on the platform watching the black train that was carrying the district 12 tributes charge off into the distance. He stood there for quite a while lost in his thoughts. Had he just let the girl of his dreams walk straight into her death without even telling her he loved her? Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a light tap on the shoulder. He turned around so quickly he almost hit the giggling blonde who was standing behind him in the face. Suddenly he realized who she was, it was Madge, The mayor's rich daughter whom Gale didn't care for too much. What did she want?

Gale scoffed."Oh look who it is, the mayor's daughter, probably here to talk about what joy the hunger games are, am I right?" He sneered.

No, I am not, in fact I find them just as barbaric and repulsive as you do. I came here to find out if you were okay since I saw how upset you were at the reaping!" She yelled at him.

"Okay? You want to know if I'm okay? My best friend just got chosen for the hunger games for Pete's sake! Do you think I'm okay?" He shouted right back now starting to lose his temper.

"Well maybe if you had a little faith in her you wouldn't be standing here acting like such a child!" She screamed.

This hit Gale like a slap in the face. He believed in her more than anybody else. Didn't he? Madge gasped.

"You don't think she can make it do you?" Madge accused.

"Of course Ido." Gale replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"No you don't, I can tell. What would Katniss say if she knew her best friend thought she would be dead by the end of the Hunger Games?" Madge countered. Ouch, that stung worse than a tracker jacker sting.

"What do you know about my relationship with katniss anyway? You're just some spoiled stuck-up rich brat." he spit before turning and storming off.

Madge stood there in shock. She had never once been called that before; she knew people thought it by the glares she always received whenever she went out but not one person actually said it. Were they right? Was she just a spoiled rich girl? Madge sprinted through the streets of District 12 as fast as she could, bounded up the stairs to her room and slammed the door shut behind her. Unable to hold back tears any longer she fell to her knees sobbing but one question still nagged at her from the back of her mind. Was she just some stuck-up, spoiled, rich brat?

Author's Note: Aww poor Madge it's ok, we love you. So short chapter I know, but this is meant to be a Birthday Present for my sis, Athena's Wisdom 90 since I know she loves these 2 also, this is my first HG fan fic so please excuse the mistakes. Another thing is this is my first fan fic that I edited on my own and I know it's not very good so I might redo this one someday. I don't know when chapter 2 will be up, maybe sometime near September? I don't know. So yes, please keep in mind that I'm still new to fan fiction before you comment. Also please ignore or KINDLY point out grammar or spelling mistakes that you see.

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