Another new story, but I am hoping to finish this one. I have an idea right the way through the story. It will probably end up around 15 parts. I'll try to update at least once a week, but no guarantees as it's my GCSE year.

This part is quite short, but it kind of serves as an introductory part.

TW: Homophobic language.

Disclaimer: I don't own glee or the hunger games. All that is mine is just the idea for this story.

Word count: 863.

"And now for the boys... Jeffery Sterling."

Jeff walked to the stage calmly. He had known this was coming for months, ever since he and Nick had been found out. He stood next to Effie Trinket as she trilled off her usual waffle. He shook hands with the female tribute, an 18 year old seam girl named Rachael Berry. All Jeff knew about her was she thought she was better than anyone else, as her family was the richest in the seam, and she would throw a tantrum if she didn't get what she wanted, he didn't have the pleasure of knowing her any better due to her being two years older than him at school and him being from a merchant family. He followed the peacekeepers that marched them into the Justice Building and took a seat on the couch in the room he was directed into. The time he now had to say goodbye to his loved ones. Four younger siblings and his parents. A few friends from school. His one true love, he'd never gotten the chance to say goodbye to, they'd been torn apart months earlier and his boyfriend had been taken to the Capitol to be tortured, and, as Jeff had presumed, executed. He'd figured out the plans from day one. Torture and kill one, throw the other into The Hunger Games. Anything to stop the spread of homosexuality.

"You're getting what you deserve, you little faggot." Nick's mother burst into the room, having been the one to rat them out. "Death. You're going to die."

"Get out." Jeff stood and roughly shoved her from the room.

"Jeff?" He friends came into the room. Trent Nixon, the son of the remaining victor of district 12, probably the best fed in the district, but he always shared his food around. Sebastian Smythe, another boy from a merchant family, but a lot better off than Jeff himself. Thad Harwood, a lively boy from the seam.

"Hey, guys." Jeff relaxed a little.

"Are you OK?" Trent asked, having lost two of his best friends in under a year.

"No. But I knew it was coming. Ever since Nick and I were found out." He put his head in his hands.

"We'll be here for you when you come back." Thad promised.

"If I come back. At least I know I won't be the first to die."

"How do you exactly know that?" Sebastian frowned.

"Dude, have you seen Berry? She is guaranteed number one on everyone's hit list." Thad replied before Jeff could get a word in.

"Yeah, and I don't think she has done a day's work in her life. I know I can take a fair amount of weight and I have learnt to fight. I kind of had to." Jeff explained. "And I have Trent's dad to mentor me. He is pretty awesome."

"Yeah. We can't wait to see you home." Trent replied.

"Bye, Jeff." The other two boys murmured as they left the room, only for Jeff's family to enter behind them, his four siblings throwing themselves onto him, all in various states of upset.

"You gotta win Jeff, you just gotsa." His youngest brother, Jayden, wailed.

"Come home. Don't leave us." Joss whimpered, being a little over a year older than Jay.

"You can do it. I know you can. Win for us, win for Nick." Jake said to Jeff, barely blinking back his tears.

"I want you home alive and well before my birthday, you hear me?" Jasmine warned, holding him tightly, she was almost 2 years younger than him, the closest to him in age.

"I'll do my best, ok?" Jeff whispered, hugging them all close, looking up at their parents.

"We love you, son. Do what you can to come home." Mark said, keeping an arm around his wife.

"I don't want to lose my number one baby." Stormie murmured, trying to stay strong, but tears leaking from her eyes.

"Guys, let me up." Jeff muttered, standing up once he was free, moving to wrap his arms around his mother. "I'm going to win. I'll do everything I can, I promise." He whispered in her ear, before turning to his father. "I love you, dad." He hugged Mark tightly, tears starting to leak from both men's eyes.

"Jeff, we have something for you." Joss called from the couch where he sat with the others.

"We kinda added to it, I hope you don't mind." Jake added anxiously. He held out a leather bracelet with wooden charms.

"Nick's bracelet." Jeff breathed. Nick had given him the bracelet for his sixteenth birthday, the wooden charms being hand carved. There were six extra charms on the bracelet.

"We made you one each." Jasmine told him.

"I love it, thank you. I love you all so much, I don't want to go." Jeff burst out in a sudden rush of emotion as a peacekeeper came to the door. He slipped the bracelet on and started hugging his siblings. He kissed each of them on the forehead before hugging his parents.

"I'm going to miss you. I can't wait to come home again." Jeff called as they left.

Just to be clear on the ages:

Jeff- 16- birthday November 8th

Jasmine- 14, almost 15- birthday August 9th

Jake- 13- birthday November 1st

Joss- 11- birthday December 29th

Jayden- 9- birthday April 17th

(Pretty much the same age differences as R5, with an extra year between Jake and Joss than there is between Rocky and Ross.)