The Story of us.
Disclaimer: I don't not Own Hunger Games or Taylor Swift.
Hey Guys my names Jessie (Not really but you'll never know my real name!) I know my name suggests that I'm a Percy Jackson lover fan thing :P But in Fact I do have a love for the Hunger games, so much in fact that I role-play it with a few of my friends.
Summary: Abby Meldune is a young 15 year old girl living as a seamstress in the dark parts of District twelve; she lives with her Brother Freddie and Her Father. She has to fend for her family. Her brother Freddie is 8 and not eligible, for the Hunger games and her Father and herself bring in the income. It's the 76th hunger games. Last year Abby lost her Sister Honey to the Hunger Games and they had only learned to cope with her death. What happens when this simple Sewing girl is thrown headfirst into the Hunger Games, accompanied by a simple Hunting Hero (Blake). Armed with the knowledge from the previous winners. Katniss and Peeta. She must learn to survive and get home safely before the family loses another one they hold dear. Join Abby on an Adventure you can't forget. Follow her through the traumas of being a tribute and watch her fight the unimaginable. But yet she has a worse enemy to fight. One she must learn to conquer in this world of evil. Love.
Character Profile: Abby Meldune Disclaimer: Susanne owns the famous Hunger games. Not I. and I don't own any references I make either. Any songs I put in here are not mine and belong to the owner.
District: 12
Job: Seamstress
Weapons: Sword or Spear. Is learning to shoot and throw
Skills: Natural survival, she can hunt-Ish being from a starved nation. She used to being starved.
Love interest: Corvo, Blake.
Friends: Blake (District 12) Corvo (District 4) Crystal (District 5)
Family: Freddie (8) Honey Meldune (17 deceased) Carl Meldune (Father 40)
Any thinking will be put in 'Italics'
The Story of us
"Abby..?" My brother's soft voice rang out from the bed next to me, and I sigh turning around to the look at my bedside clock '3.30'am. 'Great'. Groaning I turn myself around to look at my 8 year old brother Freddie, his gaunt, shallow features, shrunken with his starved appearance. My heart breaks at the sight, it's not my fault, I try to bring in as much as possible but it's never enough, he climbs out of bed and sit on his own bed, stroking his face. "Are you okay..?" I whisper, and his bottom lip trembles. I bring him into a hug, his brittle ribs poking into my stomach. "Abs…" His voice trails off and I feel wetness on my shirt. I hold him at arm's length, his face streaked with tears.
"Freddie... Freddie don't cry. It's alright, shush" I whisper soothingly
"I had a bad dream" He sniffles
"I know"
"It was about ...her"
"Honey...?"
"Yes"
"…" I fall silent, the pain slashing through me, like a knife.
He was talking of course about our sister Honey Meldune, She fell victim to last year's 86th Annual Hunger games, she had no experience and refused to kill, yet she still died with honour. Her body still held her breath taking beauty as she lay in her casket. She had died at the hands of her lover, one of the last to die, consumed with Hunger and insanity, she pleaded for her death, but she would not do it herself. Her lover, the Career from District one, Nymph they called him. He and her were star crossed lovers, they had no support-not like Katniss and Peeta- It was 4 left, she was close to going home. Then it happened, Insanity hit her like a ton of bricks, she saw things that weren't there, she would scream in agony and all I wanted was to go there and help her, hold her at least. He found her, he wanted to save her, but it was too late. It turns out that her cunningness wasn't enough. It was horrible watching her day in, day out. By Wednesday of the second week, her cannon boomed. We saw her in the box, her hair splayed gracefully around her beautiful face, the hair was neatly brushed, it seemed like a joke, she was dead and the capitol thought that prettying her up would make up for destroying a family! Tears dropped from my eyes as I leant down to kiss her forehead- just like she did to me, months ago.
Back to the present and Freddie had burst into tears; I grabbed him closer, swallowing my own tears.
"Honey's watching us Freddie. I promise and..." I move to be crouched by his bed, to his eyes level. "You know what? I think she would be proud of you, she would call you her little tough warrior." I thumb away some of his tears.
His face splits into a weak grin at the thought.
"You think so?"
"Yup" I say popping the 'P' watching his little face light up in small laughter.
"Don't worry Freddie." I whisper in his ear. "I'm not going anywhere." And with that he falls asleep, comforted by me, I smile down at his sleeping peaceful form. "I promise" I Whisper in his ear, moving the sheets over him again as i stroke his gaunt face, before sighing and standing, walking down the stairs. "No use in sleeping when I only have an hour before I'd have to wake-up anyway" I groan to myself and pick up my massive basket of sewing.
~Maybe I should explain, I'm the district seamstress, anything needed sewing and it would be in my basket, part of my job description means going around to all houses and picking up clothing needed sewing. Well seeing as Next week's the reaping and most of it is needed for the reaping, I better get sewing~
Groaning, I search through the thread holder, trying to find a specific piece of wool. You see, this was my mother's before she died. Being the oldest after Honey I received it. After a while, i scowl, giving up on finding the wool, i place the basket aside, and stand, picking up a new basket of clothing, brushing off lint, before walking out of the door and into the dust ridden streets.
I shiver in the vast cold, pulling my muffler up over my mouth, my green vibrant eyes flickering about the place, as i tuck my honey, Blonde hair into a hat, stopping at houses on the way to the hob, to give clothes back to people.
The Hob is the best way to get a profit and good trade, our peacekeepers turn a blind eye, but everyone goes there for the best trading qualities. Well for me, I go for my thread.
"Hello Sally" I cheerfully wave at the woman behind the thread counter. I come in here nearly every other week, but today something is different.
"Hello Abby" Sally calls cheerfully back, bringing me in for a kiss on the cheek.
"I have your clothes here Sal" I Smile taking out the freshly sewn bundle and handing it over
"Thank you pet" She croons and puts the bundle behind her,
Suddenly a boy of about 16 struts in, walking next to Sal. "I got it Sally" He smiles gently at her, his carefree voice, enticing and warning. His mousy brown hair windblown from the cool winter airs. He smile would make any girl fall at the knees. She blushed and he chuckled. "So what do you need?" I raise an eyebrow at his sudden appearance, but shrug it off, looking at my list. "Well, I need... 3 blue, 2 grey and 1 black threads please" I count out the coins from my purse as he gathers the thread. I hand over the coins. "Uhm... No" My head snaps up thinking I got the payment wrong. "What's the matter?" I tilt my head at him. "Just pay for one, my treat" He smirks handing my back the rest of the coins. "T...Thank you" I stutter, confused, when he does. "That was very kind"
He smirks, and I take the thread, putting it in my basket. "I'm sorry i didn't catch your name?" I say, intending for him to tell me, so He chuckles shaking his head "Blake" He extends his hand.
"Abby" I extend mine
"Nice name"
"Thanks you too." I say Awkwardly, looking around, before picking up my basket.
"Well.. thanks for the thread. I'll have to repay you sometime!" I turn to walk away.
"Abby!" I turn "I... It's nice to meet you"
"you too?" I walk out giggling shaking my head, walking towards my home.
"Dad, I'm Home!" I yell at up the stairs as I walk in.
"I'll be right down!" I hear him yelling back and I chuckle shaking my head.
I sit down, preparing to continue my work, when the image of a boy with brown mousey hair and captivating eyes flashed through my mind. I Blush, shaking the image away and continuing sewing the clothes.
"Abbbbbbbbbbbbyyyyy!" I Hear Freddie's voice call down the stairs and I laugh.
'3…2….1' I count out in my head before I hear my little brother bounding down the stairs. "Did you get it Abs? Did ya?!" He jumps up and down with excitement, looking at me expectantly. I curse to myself; He wanted that new Action figurine of Peeta. I sigh and run my hands through my hair. "No, sweetie sorry I forgot it" I put my hands in my pockets sheepishly and remember the coins that were given back.
I watch his face fall, "But…" I begin and bring out the coins "How about we go get it, hm? I have the money and I don't need It."
"Can we?! Can we really?!"
"Yes little man, now come on, before it's all sold out" I chuckle standing and taking his hand, my basket lying forgotten.
We walk back to the hob; secretly I'm hoping to see Blake, but just my luck he isn't there. I sigh, a little disappointed, and walk up to the toy counter and order my brothers toy. 'Where is he?' I look around again.
"Abby?" My head snaps down to see my brother, looking up at me confused.
"Hm?" Was my brilliant answer and he begins laughing.
"Your head was in the clouds" He giggles "Who ya thinking about"
I felt my cheeks heat up. "No-one Freddie" I mumble and he giggles even more.
"Liaaaaaaarrrrrrr" He sings running around with his new toy, as I pay the fee.
I roll my eyes. "Come on squirt. Let's get you home" I move him towards the door, with him still giggling and singing 'Liar Liar' behind me. I chuckle softly, ruffling his hair as i guide him home.
Half way there I see a figure moving towards the outskirts of our town, the figure had mousey brown hair but I can't see with the harsh sun, setting over me. I recognise him though, for a fleeting second I see the rugged face of Blake. 'Huh... whats he doing here?'
I see him disappear behind a house, toward the fence, the fence that separates the outside world from our cramped lonely town. I frown, worried that he would get caught but no-one is looking or paying attention to the escaping boy.
"Sis?" I Hear Freddie's voice from the side of me. It's only then do I realise that I have been standing and staring at the house that he disappeared behind. "Uh... Freddie, I have something to check out. Go Home and I'll catch up with you sweetie." I stroke his forehead and send him off towards our home.
It's not until he's out of sight, do I run towards the house and slip behind it, taking care no peacekeepers see me. Once I'm through, I see a small hole in the fence, then I hear a yell coming from the other side.
I Panic, I run towards the yell, not looking back I run until I'm in a clearing. I come to a sudden stop; ahead of me is none other than Blake, caught in one of his own rabbit traps.
I giggle, watching him struggle against the restraining little pegs.
"Would you mind, stop giggling and helping me?" I hear Blake's irritated voice ring out from the trap, i sigh and roll my eyes, walking towards him.
"Stop!" Blake says and I Freeze mid-step, I look to where I would have placed my foot and see that I would have placed it in a rabbit trap. I roll my eyes. "You really should watch where you put those traps" I scoff at him, dodging the rest of the bothersome traps, having to take my time to do so.
Once I'm by his side, I crouch down to undo the trap, our proxemics sends my teenaged brain into overdrive as I try to fight the blush that's closing up on my cheeks, by the way my cheeks are burning I guess I was unsuccessful. He chuckles and I glare at him through red cheeks, which makes him laugh even more.
We stay like that until I am able to wrench the trap from his leg, he groans as freedom overcomes him and turns to me "Thanks..." He mutters, flexing his leg, breathing deeply.
"Don't mention it" I mumble back, not meeting his baby blue eyes. I blush again and he chuckles.
SNAP! His head snaps up towards the sound, as Blake quickly curses under his breath and grabs my arm. "Peace keepers" He mumbles to me "There onto us, quickly this way" He drags me off into the forest, deeper and deeper, until I can no longer see the sky, after that he drags me into a cottage.
"What..?" I trail off looking around the homely new place, there's a stack of logs in the corner and a fire in the middle of the back. I smile as it reminds me of home and my family... and my sister... I shake my head to try and clear the tears, heading towards the logs to start a fire.
Blake sighs, running a hand through his unruly hair. "I built this" He Smiles proudly looking around the cottage. "Somewhere to run, if I needed, to get away from the peacekeepers." He sighs again, gesturing to the fire "You're welcome to make yourself at home; it's been so long since I've had company"
I nod, making a fire from the matches I find. I See Blake sit down at a table in the corner of my eye. I sigh internally. "So.." I say joining him at the table after I start the fire; his head looks up at me. "When can we go back?" He shrugs absentmindedly and looks at the table in front of me. We sit like that for what felt like hours.
"We…" I jump startled when he says something, he clears his throat and moistens his lips. "We go back at dawn"
I nod at him, looking around the dusty place, as he moves towards the windows. "Stay still" He whispers to me, and I freeze. "Over there" He points opposite him, to the other window and I move quietly over and duck down underneath it.
"Peacekeepers are... Around, all around actually, surrounding us, and they're all heading for the house." He mumbles to me and he reaches for a sling shot, aiming at the nearest one with a stone.
"No." I whisper with haste, "If you aim for him, you will alert the others to our position" I Tilt my head analysing where we could hit.
"There!" I Point to a patch of heather with rustling in it. I grab the sling shot.
"But you don't know how to shoot do you?" He asks at me. I scowl aiming for the patch, I Pull it back holding the stone firmly. "It's not hard"
I let it go and see it fly in slow motion, its hits the patch a little to the left of where I aim. I grin as the birds scatter out of it, squawking and flailing, the peacekeepers look up and run towards it, armed with guns
"Not so hard eh?" Blake Smirks at me and grabs my hand pulling me towards home, thank goodness he couldn't see the vibrant blush on my cheeks. He leads me back towards the hole in the fence and out home.
"After you." He Murmurs, presenting the hole to me, indicating me to go forward and I crawl through the hole, careful not to upset the heavy electrical current running through it.
He crawls in after me, leading me back towards the town, when we reach the hob he gives my hand a gentle squeeze.
"I take it you can get home safely from here?"
"Yeah, it's just round the corner."
"Good, for once I'm actually glad someone followed me, I don't know what I would have done without you"
I Blush again. "It's okay, all in a day's work right?"
He nods, smiling at me. "I guess I'll see you around"
"Okay, don't be a stranger" I say back, shaking my head.
"Back at you." And with that I run off towards my home, a smile gracing my face.
I close the door and take to my sewing again, replaying the events that have just happened in my head, unknowingly I start smiling like an idiot as I sew.
"Ouch." I shake my finger as I prick it with the sewing needle; I put it in my mouth and suck away the blood. 'Stupid Blake and his fancy ways, I wouldn't have pricked myself if I wasn't thinking about him' I scowl at the needle and put it aside. No point doing anymore now, I'm too distracted.
After a few hours, I put aside my washing and sewing, placing it the safe place. "Right" I look outside, noting the change to dusk. "Dinner." I say to myself pulling on my thin jacket and walk outside, ignoring the thin, fading winter chill.
I walk back into the hob, with the left over money from the toy, although it's not much, its more than usual. Walking in I see Blake in the corner next to the meat counter staring at me, I sigh and walk over.
"Couldn't keep away from me eh?" He smirks even wider and I roll my eyes laughing lightly.
"Of course, I just love you soooo much" I say, sarcasm dripping off my tongue.
He chuckles. "I know I'm irresistible but you don't need to go that far, Jeez"
I giggle lightly again. "Yeah, yeah" I roll my eyes playfully and he grins.
"So what do you want?" He starts chopping up some of his meat as he talks.
"...Uh.." I look at my list, trying to remember what i came for.
He chuckles. "Are you always this articulate?"
I blush again. "Dinner, I came here for meat."
He smirks again "right, what Meat" He flashes the meat cleaver.
I blush again, internally cursing myself. "Uhm... Deer please"
"Righto, coming right up." He starts chopping and cutting the meat for me while I count out the coins.
He hands over the deer as I hand over the money. He hands me two coins back and winks at me. I smirk and roll my eyes.
'Thank you' I mouth at him and he shoots me a grin. As i move to find my other food ingrediants.
Once I have the rest of my ingredients, I turn to leave.
"Psst." I turn to the sound and it's Blake, motioning me over. I walk over to him
"Meet me by the school tomorrow morning. Promise me, you'll be there" He mutters to me keeping it quiet so we're not overheard. I nod
"Promise" I breathe back to him and he releases the grip on my arm, I blush not even knowing he had my arm.
He nods at me and I begin walking home, my mind reeling at what tomorrow will bring.
The next day, I wake up extra early; I don't have many extra clothes so I stick with, my usual; Knee length brown skirt with a brown shirt.
I walk over to Freddie's bed. "Hey Freddie, its morning" I whisper, gently shaking him awake. He groans awake and I chuckle lightly. "Come on buddy. I have to make breakfast early today."
He groans again, slowly pushing himself out of bed, I giggle at his messy ruffled hair. "Come on ugly" He sneers playfully at me, grabbing my hand and running not so gracefully down the stairs. When we reach the bottom, he pulls me towards the kitchen. "FOOD!" He complains. Scowling at me and I laugh.
"Fine, hold on, I have to go out soon anyway" Rolling my eyes, I grab some eggs from our little stock and grab some left over bread and cheese. "Here, I'll make this and then you can have a good breakfast before the reaping tomorrow." I stroke his hair lightly as I talk.
"Why do you have to go to the reaping" Freddie pouts and me and I sigh, he's been asking this every year. First he asked Honey. And now me.
"Because Freddie" I begin, crouching to his level. "If I don't, Daddy will get in major trouble and they will put me in the games anyway. Punishment from the capitol. BUT If I GO to the reaping, there's a chance I won't get chosen, don't worry Freddie, there are loads of other people out there, I probably won't get chosen." I end with a reassuring grin. He sighs content.
Once I have finished his breakfast, I put it down in front of him and brushing off my hands. "Right, Freddie" He turns to me "..?" He looks at me with a confused face, while stuffing his face with food.
"I'm going on today, a couple of jobs, bits and bobs, Tell dad his food is in the fryer." I say to him as I walk towards the door. "Take care of Dad, Tata" I walk out the door, in a cheery mood, smiling uncontrollably.
If I didn't want to look weird I would have skipped all the way to the fence, but that would have drawn attention to myself and that's something I didn't want.
So instead I walked as normally as I could, once out of sight I ran as fast as I could, stopping just around the corner from the fence so I wouldn't look unusual to him.
I wait for no more than five minutes before he appears in front of me, covered in dust. He coughs. "Sorry..." He murmurs "Got caught up in the mine" He says weakly, grabbing my hand as I nod.
"You wanted to meet me here?" I say to him and he jumps looking at me.
"Y..Yeah, wanted to show you something." He smiles weakly at me, almost nervously and I frown.
Then I follow his eye line, I see he's staring at my lips. My stomach starts doing flips, I'm screaming of excitement inside. He grips my hand tighter, sending butterflies into overdrive, and he drags me into the forest, through the gap in the fence, towards a tree.
I frown, but don't say anything to him. "Abby?" His voice cuts me out of my dream. I jump startled and he stares at me.
"Yes?" I whisper back. He reaches behind a tree and brings out a dead rabbit, I can't fight the disappointment growing in my body.
"Oh.." I say, hiding some of the growing disappointment. "Th...Thanks? I guess" I Smile weakly, taking the rabbit from his clutches.
He turns to me, once again looking at my lips and I sigh internally. 'Boys are SO Clueless.' I think, watching him, watch me. 'KISS ME FOOL' I scream in my head over and over as he continues staring.
I resist rolling my eyes as I begin to turn away, to walk towards our little hut in the woods. He follows obediently but he is quieter than usual, he doesn't make any remarks, just walks in silence.
I sigh again, walking inside the house and sitting down. It's not until the doors closes, do I turn to him. "Okay. What's the deal? Yesterday we couldn't stop talking and today you won't talk apart from minor sentences. What's the deal?"
He flinches slightly and then sighs. "I'm Sorry Abby" He starts slowly. "I guess I was just really distracted." I notice a faint blush rising on his cheeks as his tongue darts out to moisten his lips.
He clears his throat when I don't answer him and I snap my mouth shut. "Uh.. Well I guess it's okay" I match his blush turning from him, to look out the window, when I feel his hand touch mine.
I feel the blush deepen and he turns me to face him. He gently brushes my hair out of my eyes, I feel my cheeks burn as every moment passes.
"You're beautiful, you know that Abby?" He whispers, staring into my eyes. I giggle "Thank you.." I whisper back. Blinking slightly, then staring into his brown eyes.
"You're eyes look like the sea.." I whisper at him and his cheeks flare.
I looked deep into his eyes as I spoke, mesmerized by them, It felt like hours, while we sat their holding hands, staring into each others eyes, maybe just minutes.
My heart was racing and my stomach doing numerous backflips.
It was then, when I thought I couldn't feel anymore shock, he closed the gap between our faces.
His lips captured mine in a soft, gentle kiss. Our mouths moved in sync as the kiss became more intense, our tongues battled for dominance as we continued this frenzy.
His hands moved to my waist, and mine to his hair, as we continued this burst of passion.
It felt like hours as we continue moving in sync, our tongues once again taking up their dominant battle, some when I must have closed my eyes because my vision was taken from me, replaced with the feeling of his lips.
I couldn't stop the feeling of disappointment, when he broke away from me, my lips missed his, and that feeling of kissing him.
He panted and walked to the window, wiping his lips on the back of his hand, his hair ruffled from my hands.
He turns to smirk at me, and I knew I looked exactly the same, messy hair, dishevelled appearance. I felt my lips; they were puffy to the touch.
I frantically pulled my hair back into a suitable style. He snickers at this and I mock glared at him.
Neither of us talks for a while, my mind replaying the temporary burst of passion. You could have heard a pin drop; we just sat, staring at the table. I don't know what he was thinking but my mind was racing, it played the kiss over and over in my head.
I felt my cheeks burn, I guess he must have been thinking the same thing because on his cheeks sat a vibrant blush.
"So…" I say, clearing my throat, he jumps and looks at me. "So…" He repeats, moistening his lips, mine were still puffy.
"Well, I mean that was… Unexpected" I pause, choosing my words carefully. He sighs. "Abby-" He starts and I look out the window.
'DAMN' It was already dusk, they will be wondering where I am. I Hastily jump to my feet, straightening my clothes. "Another time" I manage quickly before zooming into the forest.
I run quickly, letting my hair fly in the wind, I almost cry out. This is the freedom I wanted, the freedom I craved.
It wasn't long before I reached the fence; I pulled a few branches and leaves out of my hair. I freeze; there was a peacekeeper around the corner, near the fence.
I tense, if they saw me, I'll be in so much trouble. I look around, quickly looking for my escape.
I see one, a tree overhanging, I note its height and make my way swiftly over to it, careful not to make a noise, and swing grabbing onto a branch testing its strength on my weight.
I begin climbing, careful to keep out of sight as I do. The rough bark makes it easier to grip. Once or twice I lose my grip on the tree, but frantically hang on for fear of getting caught.
I sigh in relief when I reach the top; I crouch amongst the leaves, and begin crawling along a low over hanging branch. I continue crawling, carefully keeping my balance with the sharp eye.
Once I reach the edge, I slip onto the building, keeping low on that too. I creep to the edge, much like a lion would stalk its prey. My foot slips and I immediately 'hit the dirt' lying flat against the roof so I wont be spotted.
The peace keeper looked up at the noise but apparently I was well hidden, he didn't see anything and continued his patrol. I sigh in relief and slip round the other side of the roof, dropping down to the floor and brushing off my hands.
I Grin, feeling dangerous and daring I begin running back towards the house at lightning speed, but somehow it doesn't have the same effect as when I was outside.
When I get in, my brother looks up. "ABBY!" He yells happily then running to get me in a bone crushing hug. 'For an 8 year old, he really is strong'I think as I hug him back.
He turns and yells over his shoulder "DAAADDDDYYY ABBY'S HOME!" I laugh lightly as I hear my dad's muffled reply.
Freddie turns his attention to me. "Where were you Abby" He scowls at me, scolding me with his eyes and I gulp.
"Nowhere?" I brush it off but obviously it isn't that easy.
"Liar!" He says, folding his arms over his chest.
I sigh. "Listen Freddie, I was around, just walking around for the day, hung out with a few of my friends from school." I smile at him and ruffle his hair.
He giggles, "Okay, I believe you" He mutters. "But don't go off again, Daddy and I was worried." I feel a pang of guilt and I cringe as he says so. I feel so bad about worrying him but I nod again and pinch his cheeks.
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The next day I jump out of bed, walking downstairs to the kettle and boil the water in the kettle. I need a bath to look good for the Capitol.
Once I've boiled the bath water I place it in the bath and climb in, groaning as the water over comes my stressed body and the hot water unknotting all the knots and tight spots.
I sit in the bath until it gets cold, washing and cleaning myself until I squeak. They only accept the best.
I climb out of the bath, pulling a brush through my Honey blonde locks, the gleam as the water drips down them.
I pull my hair into a complicated bun, twisting the locks as one or two strands fall around my face.
I smile, satisfied with my work I move on to the dress that I would wear, it was gorgeous, my jaw dropped as I picked it up gently, as if it was a bomb.
It was my mother's; the beautiful dress hugged her curves as I remembered the pictures Father had shown me.
It was beautiful, Corset type Dress with puffy sleeves, fitted me perfectly, the skirt flowed in an A-Line as it went from my waist. The capitol HAD to be impressed with this.
I smoothed out my dress numerous times, the light white colour etched with light pink and purple flowers, flowed with the dress as I moved about my room.
I Looked towards my brother and pinched his cheek, ruffling his messy hair affectionately and hugging my Father. I knew I would be back in an hour, I would be eating the feast with my family, seeing Blake the next day.
If only I knew.
Brushing down my dress once again, I place another pin in my hair. Looking into the dusty mirror as i'm finished, unable to hold it back anymore, i walk to the door, checking i am probably dressed and ready.
I sigh and walk outside, an aura of Melancholy filled the air, a silence falling over our town as Children and Adults crowded around the Massive building.
I signed in, the pricking of my finger sending a small jolt into my system, I would have hissed if I wasn't used to it. Walking to my place amongst the 15 year olds, I see our District representative walk up onto the stage.
Effie's brilliant blue hair clashing against the grey outlook of our building, Her lips pursed in a cobalt expression as she overlooked all of our glum faces.
Her clothes were different shades of blue, starting light and ending dark, with her shoes as darker blue as possible, her eyelashes long and extended, her face pale with makeup and her eyes heavily made up with different colours.
She smiled at us, showing us some of her gold teeth. I cringed at her appearance.
Her shrill voice rang out into the crowd as she tapped the microphone. "Welcome, Welcome" She says to us all. "Welcome to the 78th Hunger Games. May the Odds be ever in your favour"
She gestures around to us all. "Now before we start I have a special film ALL the way from the capitol" Her voice reached a new level of high, I'm surprised the dogs didn't come running.
Sniggering at my little side thought. I zone out, turning my attention to Blake. "WAR, Terrible War" I hear the start of the video I have heard numerous times since I was twelve.
I saw the way Blake's hair sways in the gentle wind, and his lips curled in a smirk. I blink out of my day dream when I realise he is staring at me.
I blush, smiling at him, turning back to the front. "The lone victor, bathed in riches, would serve as a reminder of our generosity and our forgiveness. This is how we remember our past. This is how we safeguard our future"
I hear the Video finish as Effie mimics the last two lines, her eyes shining with excitement.
"Right." She says, strutting to the bowl of Female names. She reaches her hand in. After a little while of searching around she pulls out a white slip of paper.
I see her open it in slow motion, Her lips slightly parted as I hear the one name that shocks my whole body to the core.
"ABIGAIL MELDUNE!"
SYOT
Hi guys, well I hope you enjoyed my first chapter, this is what you need to do for your moment of Fame. Fill in the SYOT form and I will add you in. District 12 are both taken and also district 4 boys. Others are all available for the taking and I will be closing the SYOT and will carry on with the story. I only wrote the first chapter so you can see what the story would be like. I need 8 Tributes to die in the Bloodbath. So you can volunteer for that? I only need 8 to get to the final 8 obviously so I'll accept the first 8 that apply for it, you can apply through PM or Review. The others will die throughout.
The SYOT forum is on my Profile page, please PM To apply. You can submit multiple characters.
There, 11/12 pages with the notes T-T Well anyway. Thanks guys. You don't have to review. Anyone who does will have a mention :D
