Hey everyone! You may know me by my other stories (Their Little Infinity, Convergent, The Beauty That Remains, The Phoenix: Origin Story and the sequel to Their Little Infinity, Anna's Infinity). This is The Hunger Games told Rue's pov. I'm a Hunger Games fan myself and the one things I wish we could have seen more in both the book and movie was more of Rue's character. So, here is the story of Rue Finch (I researched everything and Rue doesn't actually have a surname so I created one for her. you guys like?)

I really hope you like this story! Please comment and review. I appreciate all your feedback. Thank you!:)

~Wallflower95


1

Sweat poured down in my back as the sun beat down on my shoulders. The field was silent. Everyone keeping their heads down, working until they were told to stop. It's not the dream life but it's something. I smiled at Thresh. He lives down the street from me. He's quiet and very kind. He smiled back at me. He's always been like an older brother to me. Sweet and caring.

"Rue!" Jensen, one of the field supervisors spoke to me.

"Time to call it a day." I nodded, smiling. I ran to the tallest tree in the field and started climbing. I had to leave schooling so I could help provide for my family. We are not rich but we are a family and that is all that matters to me. The one thing I like about working in the field was the end of the day. I get to climb to the very top and whistle for the end of the shift. That's what people in District 11 do for communication. Once I was at the top of the tree and I had seen the white flag that signaled the end of the work day. I blew a four note whistle that signaled the end of the shift. Other whistles followed and everyone started packing up. I smiled and stared at the field.

District 11. Known for the harvest. Part of Panem. They say there was a war and that's why the twelve districts were created, to keep peace. I sighed and climbed down the tree. I found Thresh waiting for me at the bottom.

"You and your trees Rue." Thresh said with a smile on his face. I smiled.

"It's the one place where I feel free." I said. He nodded.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat. After the war they created The Hunger Games. Every year they select one male and one female between the ages of twelve and eighteen from every district to fight to the death in the Hunger Games. It was an awful annual event that was broadcast in every district. How hard it must be for a parent to turn on that broadcast and watch their children die.

Once you get older you name gets entered for the games more and more. This was my first year entering. To get my family more food for the year I had to enter my name more than once. I was scared for tomorrow. What if they called my name?

"Yes. I am ready." I said. Thresh looked at me. I knew Thresh had to enter his name many times. He was seventeen and very lucky to not have been selected these last few years. We walked back to town in silence. I wish tomorrow was like any other day. But it wasn't. It was a day that every child in all of the twelve districts was dreading. Reaping day.


I stared at the ceiling from my bed. My little sister, Ila, curled up against me. I smiled down at her. All I wanted was to help provide for my family. To keep them safe and alive. That's all I need in this world. I sighed and slowly got up from bed. Careful not to wake up Ada and not to disturb the others from their peaceful sleep. I tiptoed across the room, grabbed my boots and opened the door quietly. It was nearly waking time in District 11. I yawned and stretched. Soon families would be preparing their children for reaping day. I shuddered at the thought. I put my boots on. I spotted a tree not to far from home. I needed to think. I ran for the tree.

Once I was there I climbed to the very top. The sun was slowly rising, turning the ground below a bright orange. The wind blew softly, the smell of pine drifted into my face. I closed my eyes and breathed it all in. The thing that scared me most was the thought of my name coming out of the reaping. The thought of never climbing a tree or seeing my family.

If this is my last day here I must enjoy it.

I opened my eyes and took a seat on a branch. I watched the sun rise.


My mother combed my hair in silence. On the bed sat my three little sisters. Alessia, Sage and Ila. On the ground next to the bed were my brothers, Lyle and Malik. They were quiet as well, knowing what was waiting for me in the center of town. Once my mother was finished brushing my hair she carefully placed barrettes into my hair. She patted my should and smiled at my reflection. I wore a pale olive green knee length dress that had once belonged to my mother. It went with my dark skin tone nicely.

"You look beautiful." She whispered. I smiled. She turned me towards her and she leaned down so we were at eye level.

"Whatever happens today..." She trailed off. In the distance, a bell rang signaling the reaping. Tears rolled down my mother's cheeks. I hugged her tightly.

"It will all be okay mother." I said. My father stepped into the room, holding his hat nervously in his hand. Without any words he stepped forwards and hugged the two of us. Soon we were joined by my brothers and sisters. I wished I could stay there forever.


I wished I could have hidden at home. Marching towards the tables with other children my age was horrible. Everyone was silent. I was next in line.

"Give me your arm." A woman in a white peacekeeper uniform said without any emotion. I thrust my arm forwards without a word. She took a blood sample. I winced but the pain was not much. I searched the crowd for my family but they were no where to bee seen. On the boy's side, I saw Thresh in the crowd looking emotionless.

Before the crowd of terrified children awaiting the reaping was a wide stage that had been set up for the people representing the Capitol. Behind the stage was a large screen. An image flashed on the screen and they started playing a video that explained the creation of the Hunger Games. I saw a woman on stage. She was definitely from the Capitol. You never see people wearing that many colors in the Districts. I saw her mouthing the words to the video. She had pale white skin and green lips. Her hair was powdery yellow and all fluffy around her head. She wore a bright green outfit that I could not explain. Once the video had finished, the woman in colors tapped the microphone.

"Don't you just love that?" The woman asked in a fake sounding voice.

"I am Lennor Westley and I am here all the way from the Capitol." She smiled down at us, expecting applause. There was none. Lennor pursed her lips together.

"Now, the time has come to select this year's young courageous man and woman to represent District 11 at the 74th annual Hunger Games. As usual... ladies first." She said with a smile on her face. She certainly enjoyed her job. Lennor Westley walked towards the bowl that held the name of every girl in District 11. Her heels clicked against the stage as she walked over. I could feel everyone in the crowd lean forwards. Hoping they wouldn't hear their name. Lennor's long pale arm reached inside and pulled out the unlucky winner's name. She opened the piece of paper slowly. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach when I heard her next words.

"Rue Finch."


So one of the the reviewers pointed out that Effie is only District 12's escort so I created a whole new character for Thresh and Rue's escort. Hoping to update very soon!

~Wallflower95