A/N: This story is going to be a little different. Glimmer doesn't die during the Tracker Jacker Attack; instead Clove does. Now that we've got that cleared up, let's get on with the story!
Glimmer was ready.
She'd waited weeks for this moment; though it felt like years. She was finally going to kill the Girl on Fire; Katniss Everdeen. Her hate for that girl was unbearable. She was beautiful. She was adored. She was perfect. And Glimmer resented it.
She raised her bow, and slotted her last arrow in place. Katniss sat, perched over the dead body which once was the girl from 11, unaware that her death was near. Glimmer tried to stay as silent as she could. She was hiding a behind a bush, but the wind made the leaves rustle, and blow in her face. But she couldn't let that distract her.
Glimmer wasn't known to have the best aim. But she earned a nine in training, so she wasn't terrible. But Katniss had earned an eleven, and she was known to have perfect aim.
If she missed, the arrow would fly past Katniss. Then she would see Glimmer. And Katniss wasn't just going to let Glimmer go.
Glimmer shook her head, clearing the thought. No, she wasn't going to get caught. She was going to kill Katniss, no matter what. She gripped tightly onto her bow, and prepared to aim. Gazing over to the left, Glimmer saw the dead body of Marvel, an arrow pierced into his neck. She let out a small cry. She was unaware that her District partner was dead. She bit her lip, and narrowed her eyes. Now Katniss had really done it.
Marvel wasn't just a District partner. He was a friend. The only person she knew before the Games. Marvel was funny, friendly- the only one who knew that she wasn't just a pretty face. Tears streamed down her pale face, and she wiped them swiftly with her elbow. Crying was a weakness, and she didn't want to be weak.
She bit her lip. She released a breath. Then released the arrow.
A/N: Cliffhanger! Sorry that it's so short, I promise to make a longer chapter next time! Please review! Bye!