This is basically my first Hunger Games fanfic. I got the idea from Catching Fire, pg. 117, Ch. 8 paragraph 2, if you're wondering. I hope you like (: R+R. Any feedback is appreciated!
No I'm not Suzanne nor am I associated with her in any way.
Prologue
I wake up and blink for a few seconds, letting my eyes adjust to the faint light outside. I get out of the covers and scrub, then I put on a t-shirt and pants and grab my game bag. I walk out the door, careful not to wake anyone up. I walk to the fence.
Oh that fence. It's supposed to be charged with electricity, but no one really bothered to do so. I wriggle through a hole in the fence and go up to the tree where I usually meet Katniss in. I grab my equipment: snares and bow n arrows. I set up the snares as I wait for Katniss to come.
I woke up way to early I was guessing, because she would usually arrive by now. Hmm.
After awhile, to my surprise, one of my snares caught a squirrel. I dispatch it and clean it and what not, and decide to go into town to trade with the baker. The baker with the kind heart. He always gave me bread for any squirrel.
When I got there, he was taking out the trash. He smiles lightly when he sees me with a squirrel, ad goes back inside to get he comes out, there's that aroma that I wish could be all around town forever. That fresh scent of oven-baked bread. When I see his loaf, I'm not surprised to see that it's a full loaf.
It's not surprising at all, seeing as it's reaping day. I give him the squirrel as he gives me the bread and nods as a thank you. I smile and walk back to the forest, nervous about reaping day now that he mentioned it. I shift awkwardly as I get back in the woods and see Katniss.