Fourth Quarter Quell – Hunger Games.
My fist collided with his face again as he failed to block. This was becoming pitifully easy. I saw his arm flailing towards my face and moved my wrist up to block it. He sighed in frustration.
'I'm not going to get anywhere if you keep blocking me and not allowing me to hit you' Keaton groaned, wiping the back of his hand across his soaked forehead in a pathetic attempt to wipe away his flowing sweat. I was really starting to worry about him if he didn't up his game he would stand no chance in hand to hand combat.
'You're just too predictable; you need to catch me off guard! Attack somewhere unexpected' I explained with a little laugh trying to ease the mood that was only dampening more with every second that passed. Keaton's eyes glinted with new found hope. He took a swing at my hip and it hit hard, he smiled at his achievement before recoiling in pain. His face crumpled into a grimace as he cradled his hand.
'Why do you have to be so bony' He complained and looked up at me hurt, I playfully clobbered him round the head to which he pulled a disgruntled face in return.
'You're such a wimp' I laughed and started to leave the room shaking my head at him.
'I'm only fourteen, oh and Ajax we're not done here' He argued pounding five punches into my back.
'Oh you want some more shit pounded into you?' I joked and drummed him in the stomach. He feigned hurt then with a mischievous grin caught me on the jaw.
'That was a good one, your improving!' I clapped my hands slowly at him with a mocking grin plastered onto my face.
'That was for the language, we've only just started' he went for my stomach but I caught his fist and twisted his arm round, he winced in pain and I let go. Two more hours of this and he finally admitted defeat.
'No wonder you're the boxing, wrestling, oh wait and thumb war champion in the whole of district four' He laughed at his own joke. I laughed along with him and ruffled his chocolate brown hair that he always tried to keep nicely brushed, which I really couldn't understand seeing as at that length He wasn't going to get many knots. He was just a mini me really with those deep blue eyes, quite tall for his age actually he was exactly like me just better... groomed.
Our mum called for us and we both raced to the sitting room to find Styler had beaten us to the comfy chair, the only comfy chair! Being the youngest she always got what she wanted and being the only girl mum favoured her but that also meant she treated her like a baby which Styler hated! I mean she's twelve for goodness sakes not four.
Styler gave the smuggest smile she could muster up before turning her attention back to the screen. President Snow appeared on the screen smiling like a fish I could feel his beady eyes burning into mine. He reached into a box and pulled out a particular piece of paper. I was momentarily confused as to what he was doing and why this was such a big deal... so I decided to voice my concerns.
'Um Sty what is Presi –'
'Shh, I'm trying to listen' She hissed putting up a hand as if to ward off my words. Then President Snow answered the question himself.
'For the fourth Quarter Quell, as a lesson to the rebels that by causing a rebellion they put their families in great danger, each tribute that has been chosen for the games must volunteer another family member to enter the arena with them. However this time there will be four victors. So choose your alliances well and may the odds be ever in your favour.'
There was loud applause from the revolting capital citizens along with whistles and woops. It was a stark contrast to the atmosphere in our house: dead silence everyone's faces stricken with fear and remorse. What has this world come to...?
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'So choose your alliances well and may the odds be ever in your favour' boomed President Snow's sick, putrid, awful, revolting, disgusting voice. Yeah Tatty keep criticizing his voice and that's going to make this whole horrid Quarter Quell go away.
'That SICK man' Tousa spat as she stuck her head round the kitchen door voicing what I had been thinking for the past hour or two waiting for her to return from her trip to the bakery.
'So I'm guessing you saw it then?' I questioned
'Yeah saw it at Crooks' house, its crazy isn't it' her eyes were huge with disbelief. I just stared at her sceptically
'I didn't know the bakery was now at Crooks' house?' My voice thick with accusation knowing she had been side tracked by him. I was tired of their we-are-best-friends-and-crazy-about-each-other-but-we-wont-be-a-couple crap. Crooks had been obsessed with me years and years ago until he realised I had an identical twin that was a much more pleasant person. He ended up dropping me like a piece of rubbish and started fawning over my sister instead, much to my annoyance. If anything I think I was the prettier one even though we both had golden blond hair and ash grey eyes, my hair fell in better curls around my shoulders but Tousa was always up for discussing that topic.
'I was choosing whether I should get the brown bread with seeds or the brown bread with fruit when he asked if he could talk to me' I rolled my eyes at her knowing that by talk he meant kiss. What a sloppy jerk.
'So... what was it then' I asked peering into the brown bag she had brought in with her. Bread with seeds oh great! I hated bread with seeds and she knew it, why couldn't it have been the fruit one. Frustration bubbled up inside me!
'Wait before you snap' she pleaded holding up her hands in surrender 'Crooks bought it for us!' A sly grin crawled onto my face. Images of Crooks scraping up as much money as he could to buy that for her amused me very much.
'Oh you're so mean' she giggled guessing what was going on in my head.
'And you're so perfect aren't you?' I gave her a huge hug before stepping away trying to wipe away tears that were welling up in my eyes.
'Hey, what's wrong' she cooed handing me a tissue, worry clouding her eyes.
'What are we going to do if one of us is picked we would both have to go we have no other family!' I suddenly had such hatred for our father who left our mother when she was six months pregnant.
'Shh, that's not going to happen. We will be fine' she promised. She can't know that for sure...
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