Our Death Sentence

by NCMSBear

Degrassi has always refused to participate in The Hunger Games based on the event by Suzanne Collins. The superintendent was fascinated, and wanted this to happen. This year, Degrassi is competing and will this be a death sentence to two students?

1. Chapter 1

Hi it's NCMSBear author of New Year, New Chapter and The Rest Of Our Lives. I searched for Degrassi/The Hunger Games fanfiction but I couldn't find it. SO, I decided to Our Death Sentence!

Clare's POV

I slid back in my seat and gripped my hands firmly. Today, it's the reaping for the 5th annual Hunger Games in the district. Degrassi has never competed but Mr. Simpson was threatened to let his students compete. I sighed, and Alli came. "Hey Clare. You ready? Don't worry, juniors are only in the bid 3 times. Poor seniors, 10 times in the bid…" Alli looked over at Eli, laughing at something Fiona said.

"Come on. Let's get to the reaping." I said, and led Alli to the auditorium. Mr. Simpson, stood there, smiling. I looked around the juniors, and couldn't help but notice Jake. I don't know what I'd do if one of my friends were chosen.

"Ok, let's get settled in. Welcome, to Degrassi's first ever reaping! First, we will pick a girl, then a boy." Mr. Simpson greeted. My hand found Alli's and we hoped we weren't going to get reaped. Mr. Simpson dug his hand into the bowl, and fished out a name. He smiled, reading the name. "Alliah Bhandari!"

Alli. She was picked. Alli is defense less and couldn't survive in an arena for a fight to the death. "Alli!" I yelled, running up to her. "Alli! I volunteer!" I added. A crowd gasps, and waits for me to repeat what I just said. "I volunteer as tribute." I repeated. "Ok, then. And now, our male tribute is…" Mr. Simpson started. "Elijah Goldsworthy!" Fiona hugs Eli, and so does Imogen, and a few other people, and Eli is guided up the stage with me. "Are you sure you should volunteer Clare?" Eli asked. "I'm sure." I answered.

"Our tributes, Clare Edwards and Elijah Goldsworthy!" Mr. Simpson cheers, and the crowd claps. We are guided to the area were the games would happen. Now, anyone who'd like to say bye could. I sat down, and waited. Jake came in, and he smiled. "Clare. Listen. You are great. You can do something, that could help you get out alive. Good luck." Jake said, and walked off. After a few visitors, we are guided to a room, where we'd live until the games.

Eli, looks like he could run off right now, looked over at me and said, "Let our death sentence, begin!" and smirked. He's right. There's 24 of us and only one would survive. But if I make it out alive, Eli wont. "Yeah…let it begin…"

I didn't write much because I wanted to see if anyone likes it.2 reviews, and Chapter 2 will be up. Thanks and review! ;D