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"I'm scared Brit" a 16 year old Santana sobbed into a 16 year old Brittany Pierce's shoulder.
"It's fine, sweetie. I won't let anything bad happen to you. I promise" Brittany held her pinky out.
"Thank you Brittany" she hugged her friend.
"I really don't want to go in" she confessed.
Since Brittany didn't really understand what was happening nor what the Hunger Games were, she played along and comforted Santana.
"Ladies first!" Effie Trinket boomed while putting her hand into the bowl that held thousands of slips.
"Santana Lopez!" she announced.
Santana strode onto the stage confidently.
"I volunteer!" Brittany exclaimed.
"No, Brit" Santana tried to reason with her.
"No" she shook her head, "You said you didn't want to go in so i will. Don't worry. Nothing bad will happen."
"What's your name?" Effie held out her microphone.
"Brittany S. Pierce" Brittany smiled happily and clueless.
"Our female tribute, Brittany Pierce!" Effie said.
Santana crossed her two fingers and held them up (Remember Brittany isn't the sharpest tack in the box and everyone knows it.)
In District 12 it was a sign of good luck. Brittany returned the gesture and others followed.
"Now for our male tribute! Jason Vale!" Effie said happily, but was she truly happy? Every year escorting kids to their deaths?
"Brittany!" her mother, Jessica exclaimed, "What were you thinking? People have trained all their lives to kill! To kill you!"
"What are you talking about?" Brittany had a scared look on her face.
"That's what the Hunger Games are. A fight to the death" Brian, her father said.
Tears streamed endlessly down Brittany's face, "I don't want to go anymore!"
"Calm down, sweetie. It's too late. I'm so, so sorry. I love you" Jessica kissed the top of the blonde's head.
Peacekeepers took her parents away.
"Santana!" Brittany ran into the latina's arms.
"Brittany, I'm so sorry. I never thought you'd volunteer for me" Santana sobbed and jumbled her words up.
"I love you Santana, I would never let anything hurt you. You're my best friend" Brittany didn't bother to hide her tears.
Santana was escorted out, but tried to fight back, "Brittany!"
"Artie!" Brittany hugged her crippled boyfriend.
"Please, please, please try to make it back" he pleaded.
Tears streamed down both of their faces.
"For you" she promised giving him one last kiss.
"So do you have any skills?" Katniss Everdeen, a victor asked.
"I'll kill someone up close with a knife, but other than that. I'm screwed" Jason said.
Peeta let out a laugh.
"What about you Brittany?" Peeta spoke up.
Brittany silently shrugged.
"She's flexible" Jason said, "I go to school with her. She's one of the best dancers in the entire school."
"Can you climb?" Katniss asked.
"I guess. I've never really tried" Brittany replied.
"Training starts tomorrow. Brittany try everything, same with you Jason. Work on aim and precision. I highly suggest that in the evenings you still go down there. It's open" Peeta said.
"I'm going to go to bed" Brittany got up. She was a little bit over an inch taller than Katniss.
"You're room is the second one on the right" Brittany headed down the hallway.
"Where's Effie?" Peeta asked Katniss.
"Bathroom. Okay so Jason, could you keep an eye on Brittany she's not very..." Katniss trailed off.
"Smart?" Jason asked, "I figured."
