Hunger Games Fanfiction:
Katniss POV:
I was laying, in the night with my sister, Primrose, trying to calm her. It'd been 24 hours since her last nightmare, but it's all she thinks about. She panics a lot as well. I think I may know why. Today is the Reaping.
It's her first year being in the glass ball. Anyone, and I mean anyone, could be picked. Effie Trinket. She is the devil which lies between us, and nearby death, and then obviously the careers, which could literally kill us vulnerable ones in a flash. Prim's very vulnerable, only being 12. Me being almost 16, I'm not so fussed.
"I have to go." I whispered in Prim's ear after she fell asleep. I could imagine her waking up after I'd gone, but she needed to sleep, after all if it was her, I believe I would be utterly mortified. I ran through the village of District 12. Nothing had changed this year, the Mullen kids screaming at their mother, and the new 12 year old, what was her name? Oh yeah, Abigail screaming defiantly the loudest of the 4.
I saw Mr. Griffiths on the way down. He was sat outside his hut, eating the last of his monthly squirrel I catch for him. I fear, if it is me, it may be his last, and not only for that reason. He's getting on a bit as well, he's almost 75, and that's generally lucky for someone in my district…
I slid myself under the district boundary, and I felt a cold wind brush past me. Gale stood behind me.
"Damn you Gale, you could have had us killed." I yelled.
"Don't shout too loud Catnip, they could catch us." He jokily smirked at me.
"You're right, they could." I said, taking this situation pretty seriously. He looked at me with the signature raised eyebrow. I nodded my head.
"This is dangerous, what I do Gale, getting food is essential though." I kept weighing out my options. Gale kept trying to make what I do, good, but everything he said, there was obviously a flip side to it, because I go over the boundary, and there is a large consequence to that.
Gale POV
I never actually noticed how beautiful she was, up until today. Considering girls cannot afford make-up and things like that, she looked pretty nice. When I woke up this morning, I couldn't help but think if it was going to be me. It was going to be me. I have thought that for the past couple of years, so that if it isn't me, it's nice to know I might live for another year, then it's obviously depending on the issue with food.
I saw her skid under the electric fence, and I did the same, and stood right behind her, in utter silence, so she could feel my cold breath on the back of her neck,
"Damn you Gale, you could have had me killed." She yelled.
"Don't shout too loud Catnip, they could catch us." I jokily smirked at her.
"You're right, they could." She said, I gathered she was taking my joke seriously. I gave her the signature raised eyebrow. She nodded her head.
"This is dangerous, what I do Gale, getting food is essential though." I could see by the expression on her face she was weighing out all her options. I kept trying to lighten the mood, but she kept finding bad opposites to what I was saying.
"Oh damn Gale, I need to go back, I need to wash for the reaping, see you then!" I saw her turn to run back to her house.
Primrose POV
It was my first year. When mum told me to wash, I knew this obviously was important. She helped me wash my hair and back, and I washed the rest of my body. I started to panic when she put out my nicest dress from my small closet. She had ironed it as well.
"Mummy, am I going to die if I get picked?" I whispered. She shook her head, and then patted mine, ready to do my hair. It was in two long braids, one either side of my head. She had then done two smaller ones round my head, and then gripped them back neatly. My heart started to race. What is I was to get picked. Will I die? Will I e strong enough to kill anyone? Will I be a tree monkey like district 5 last year? I don't know was the answer to all of those questions, but I hope the answer is no to the first question, because then the rest of the questions would be out of the question.
Katniss POV
I stormed through the door, and kissed Prim' on the head, I bounced round the house, trying to get ready before the claxons roared through out the town.
I quickly washed, while hearing a panicking Prim' wander up and down the hall, pacing like a physco. There was no calming Prim when she was like this, but the least I could do was try.
I heard the claxon, and grabbed Prim's hand, and she followed like a lost puppy. I wanted to get there at about the right time that the Mullen's would get there. Prim' could stay with Abigail, as she's a first year too. Prim' had seen the blood sampler. It was a simple prick, but it would still hurt her, the fragile little thing.
We all were aligned, and then Effie Trinket walked out, what a stunner she was, and not in the slightest good way. She dug her skinny little hand into the glass bowl and dug out a girl's name. I had my fingers crossed to death, and then she read out the name…
"Primrose Everdeen!" She yelled. I stood, stunned. I looked at her and mouthed 'Let me go' and she mouthed back, 'It's fine, I might not die' and shrugged off the tears. I felt so bad, was this her way of saying goodbye?s