HEYAAA! So wanna know where this idea came from? Simple! I was sitting in maths bored out of my mind when I started to think of the Hunger Games then Santana being Peeta, Puck Gale, Brittney Katniss and so on. Needless to say I was bored so I did no maths today but that's alright because I thought the whole plot up in that one lesson!

So we will ignore my rude and annoying teacher who needs to get over the fact that I DON'T DO my homework and move on with her life really. Focussing on this story again PLEASE ENJOY!

Also if you are wondering about written in the stars I've got writers block and need some ideas to come to me so im not dropping it just recharging my ideas!

Again love you all and enjoy!

Ells xxx

P.S. 12 DAYS TILL MY BIRTHDAY! 15 HERE I COME WOOOO!

Brittney opened her eyes and looked around the room. Sunlight poured through the shutters and, as she became more aware of her senses she registered the cold sheets. Sighing she yawned and stretched. Hailey had gone into her mother's bed again it looked like. Not that she didn't have any right not to. Today is the reaping and her nightmares were bound to be worse.

Getting dressed she watched as the fattest cat known to man waddled into the room. He sat down and watched her move around the room. Brittney rolled her eyes, Mr Tubbington was impossibly fat. In district twelve it was impossible for anyone to be that fat so how this animal had made it into that shape Brittney had no clue. She suspected he was the reason that their rat problem had rapidly decreased but there wasn't any proof really.

Strolling from the room she picked up her bow and arrows from the corner, she took another sweep of the room, her eyes landing on the second bed, then left the house.

Jogging down the lane she nodded to a few stray people out getting food in but kept to the path. She only went off the track when she came near to the fence. Searching for the gap she had been using for several years she almost missed her best friend coming up behind her.

Just as she was about to slide under she was dragged back, swinging round preparing for a fight she was shocked and relieved to see Puck standing there.

"You know I thought you would be with Haley" Puck crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow.

Brittney grinned and rolled her eyes, "Thought you would be preparing for the reaping"

Puck nodded, "You know pierce we should leave if we want to hurry before the reaping"

Nodding Brittney lead the way as they snuck under the fence and walked into the forest. Neither spoke as they made their way down the forest, deeper for the game. Brittney wasn't going to mention what was on her mind, she didn't need to. It was the 50th Hunger Games. This year twice as many tributes were going into the arena. Twice the chance of Haley or her going in. Even Puck wasn't speaking, Brittney could tell nobody wanted to mention it, her mum hadn't said anything in the previous weeks. Why would she? Her youngest daughters first year and twice the chance of her going in.

The trudged down towards an opening. Puck halted and pointing ahead towards a stray rabbit. Grinning Brittney strung her bow. A perfect shot.

Santana groaned as her mother awoke her, "Get up! We need to get to the Hobb quick before the reaping!"

Rolling her eyes she got up and brushed her hair over the one shoulder and got dressed. She didn't like selling her mother's merchandise at the Hobb. It attracted too many creeps who stared at her ass for way too long.

Santana walked across the room and watched as her mother and father argued in hushed tones, rolling her again Santana picked up one of the boxes and left for the Hobb.

Once they arrived she started to unpack everything and watched as the regulars started to appear. She rolled her eyes again as a boy her age called Dave walked over. He was too cocky for his own good. Santana smirked as she noticed him leering at her ass. Skinny leather, mother's choice, apparently it attracted customers. Suddenly she felt exposed in the vest top she had and wished she had brought her jacket.

"What do you want Dave?"

Dave cocked his head, "Just wanted to wish you luck for the reaping, twice as many tributes, hate to see you go to waste"

Santana scoffed, "I might just volunteer to get away from you!"

"It would add to the entertainment wouldn't it? See you later Santana"

She shuddered as his eyes swept over her body again and he left smirking. She detested Dave with a passion. Bending down to pick up a smaller box she watched as two new arrivals entered the Hobb. Brittney Pierce and Noah Puckerman. Santana may have a tiny crush on Brittney, not that it mattered, as far as Santana could see her and Puck were really close. They made their way over to her mother's table, who Santana noticed had yet to turn up. As they came closer Brittney gave Santana a warm smile, which she returned after fighting down a blush.

"Looking forward to the reaping Satan?"

She rolled her eyes at Puckerman's name for her, really? He could do way better, "Like a hole in the head"

Puck grinned, "Careful, you get reaped that could become a reality"

"Yeah well it's my last year, still don't fancy my chances this year. What about you?" Santana looked at Brittney.

The blonde looked up and shrugged, "I'm afraid for my sister but she's only in twice, what's the likely hood of that?"

Santana nodded, she knew the blonde would do anything for her sister, even volunteer, "How many times are you in there? I lost count"

Brittney nodded, "I dread to think really"

Puck watched the exchange with a scowl on his face, Santana knew he didn't like her but then again he knew about her crush.

"Well we've got to go, good luck at the reaping Satan" Without waiting for a reply he pulled Brittney away, who sent her an apologetic look over her shoulder.

Santana just watched them walk away. Sighing she turned around and carried on with the work.

Brittney finished the braid down her back and looked in the mirror. She watched as her mother came up behind her and gave her a quick hug before attending to Hailey. Brittney held back the tears and felt small comfort in thinking that this was her last reaping, should she get through it alive that is. Then she would just have Haley to worry over.

They made their way quietly to the reaping. Brittney kept a tight hold on her sister's hand until they were parted. Alone she walked over into the girls section, she looked over and noticed Puck smiling weakly at her. A familiar fear for his and her sister's safety returned. Her heart started to pound and she felt sick. A few rows in front she could see the back of a girl looking at her. It was Quinn, she was the mayors daughter and they were good friends. Brittney sent her a reassuring smile., which was returned. It was only then that Brittney noticed a pair of dark brown eyes looking at her. Santana gave a smile and a nod. Brittney nodded in return then faced the front. She watched as Emma Pillsbury walked to the front and grimaced at the microphone before she started.

"Welcome! Welcome!..."

Brittney tuned out she didn't need to hear a repeat of this speech, it never changed. She caught Quinn shaking her head and Santana rolling her eyes. Smiling she looked over to the boys section and watched as Puck sent the woman daggers. Nothing's really changed.

"Right now, Ladies first!"

Emma dipped her hand into the bowl and everyone held their breath. Brittney winced as the paper was opened but stood still when the name was called. It wasn't Quinn's. It wasn't her's. It was Haley's.

She stood horrified as she heard her mother scream and Haley walk terrified to the front. It was the smallest chance but it had happened. The odds weren't in her favour.

"No!" Brittney cried as she ran to the front and pushed the smaller girl behind her, holding her head up she cried, "I volunteer!"

The gasp was short but effective. Ignoring it she made her way to the platform and ignored her sister's cries as Puck pulled her back.

Emma walked over, genuinely smiling at her, "Well well, what is your name?"

"Brittney, Brittney Pierce"

Emma beamed at her, "That was your sister I bet!"

Brittney nodded but only watched as she walked back to pick the next tribute. Brittney held her breath this time, praying for it not to be Quinn, anyone but Quinn.

It wasn't Quinn but it still had Brittney frozen in place,

"Santana Lopez!"

Yeah you guys were expecting that! (NO SARCASM! hehehe...)

Okay well please tell me what you think please!

Lots of Love!

Ells xxx