63rd Hunger Games

by Yourmummy

This fanfic explores The Hunger Games before Katniss and Peeta's time. It's a romance between two tributes from districts 1 & 2. It follows Blush and Jasper as they take part in something they have dreamed about their entire lives, only it's not quite what they expected. They never expected to fall in love along the way, will one be able to live without the other?

1. Chapter 1

PREFACE

Before Katniss and Peeta, the hunger games ran smoothly. This fanfic explores the lives of two characters who took part in The Hunger Games before Katniss and Peeta's time.

CHAPTER 1

Blush Faux stood in the densely packed crowd, the district 1 square was large but everybody in the community was there, squished up into the big courtyard which was lined with shops. Of course none of the shops were open today, The Reaping was about to commence, which around here is more important than Christmas. The celebrations tonight would be big. But Blush didn't intend on being a part of them, no. By tonight she would be on that shiny silver train, making its way to the Capitol.

This was her last chance, she'd be 18 in just a few months, by then she'd no longer be eligible to compete in The Hunger Games. Longing tugged at her, she watched the District 1 victors every year with envy. She'd been training for a spot out there since she could walk, this year had to be the year! Blush's older brother, Velvettus was a victor, she remembered the day he'd come home. It was two years ago, Velvettus Faux - Victor of the 61st Hunger Games! Blush had sworn from that day onward that she would live up to the expectations weighing down on her, she's be a victor too, just like her brother!

Karmen, the District 1 escort suddenly appeared on the stage, clearing her throat with a posh little squeak. She had long wavy hair, coloured so many different shades that it hurt to look at her. She opened her mouth to speak, the hairs on my arms stood up in anticipation.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I begin by saying how excited I am to begin today's ceremony. In a few minutes we will find out which two lucky people get to represent District 1 in the 63rd Annual Hunger Games! But firstly, we shall begin with a short message from the Capitol." Karmen said it with such excitement that she now appeared to be out of breath.

On the large screen hanging from the north point of the square an image of President Snow appeared, he babbled on about the usual nonsense that nobody cared about for a few minutes before the screen finally went blank again. Once again, Karmen appeared in front of the crowd, announcing that it was time to select the tributes.

As per tradition, Karmen strutted over to the large bowl containing the potential female tributes. My name would be in there, I let out a silent prayer that it wouldn't be my name that got selected. If it was I had no hope of getting in the arena, somebody else would volunteer for me.

"Sequin Willa?" Karmen announced, her high voice piercing even above the noise of the crowd.

A reasonably young looking girl from the other side of the square walked up to the stage, looking quite disappointed. I didn't know her, there were a lot of kids in District 1. I judged that she was maybe 15, 16? She still had a few more years in her, I wouldn't feel bad taking her place.

Karmen started, "Now, would anybody like to volun-"

"ME!", I screamed, "I want to volunteer!" A few other girls yelled out, but I ran out in front of the stage before anybody else could. I looked up at the amused face of Karmen, I could feel the desperation in my eyes, but I didn't care. I would be the District 1 tribute, it had to be me!

"Well then," Karmen said as she let out a giggle, "It looks like we have a volunteer. Why don't you come up here sweetheart, tell us your name."

I calmed down, relief flooding through my entire being. This was it, I got to represent my district! This was all I had ever dreamed of doing, and now my dream was coming true. I walked to the stairs leading up to the stage, and began to climb them. When I reached the top I felt like sprinting to the centre of the stage. But I knew there were cameras on me now, so I had to keep cool. I could lose potential sponsors now if I acted like a complete lunatic. So I tried my best to glide across the stage, looking graceful but menacing at the same time.

When I finally got there, I looked into the crowd and met the jealous eyes of those looking back at me. I couldn't help a smirk.

"My name, is Blush Faux."