A/N got this idea for a story while i was writing my other hunger games story, all is happy, for now. This is a story of what i think would've happened if prim never got reaped, so Katniss never volunteered for her. And peeta didn't get reaped either, some other guys whos name i havnt thought of yet did! Its basically normal life, and Katniss goes hunting everyday with Gale, until he is old enough to go into the mines. The story is started right after the reaping, and im typing too much, so read on! Tell me what you tink, this is only the first chapter!
Chapter 1
KATNISS EVERDEEN P.O.V.
primrose everdeen. My heart stopping. Me screaming after her. Taken away on a train with peeta, the baker's son. Haymitch, drunk. Effie, abnormal dress sense. Strange capitol ways. Cinna. Flaming costumes. Red dresses. Flames. Peeta stating he loves me. Mockingjay. Standing on a plate. With all the other tributes. Blood. Lots of blood. Trees. Fire. Rue. Tracker jacker attacks. Blowing up supplies. Rue's death. Flowers. Rule change. Find peeta. Berries. Deaths. Mutts. Cato's hand. Berries. Victors.
I shook myself free of the memory of my dream last night, as I gazed up at the peacekeepers guarding the doors of the justice hall. I looked to my right, my friend Sara was clutching my hand. I looked at her, her face was a mix of terror, nervousness and hatred I gave her a reassuring smile. Truthfully, I wasn't very reassured myself. We were so alike, we are the same age, we both have sisters that are attending their first reaping today, and we are both so attached to them. We both had fathers killed in the same explosion in the mines all those years ago. We both look the same, as we were miner's daughters; we have grey eyes, brown hair, and olive skin. And we both have the same birthday, and so do our sisters, prim and rose.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Effie, district 12's escort, her pink hair could probably be seen from the woods!
She totters across the stage, in her pink high heels, everything about her is bright pink and happy. She taps the microphone, and starts with her signature
"Happy hunger games! And may the odds be ever in your favour!" she says it like it's a happy greeting, like a casual 'happy birthday' that you just call to someone you see over the street. Then she shows us a video presentation 'all the way from the capitol!' it's about war. Why we have the hunger games. They show us every year. I'm sick of it now. That's over quickly, and she walks over to the girl's glass bowl, saying "ladies first" her hands fumble and mix around in the paper for a while, until she pulls out one piece of paper, and walks with it proudly to the microphone like it's a piece of gold. She unfolds it, smoothes it out, and reads the name in a clear voice. I'm just wishing it's not me or prim. It's not me.
It's Primrose Everdene.
A/N DUH DUH DUH! So, what'd you think? Review! PLEEEEASE!