Hey guys! Here's my first

Hunger Games Fanfic! Enjoy!

~Ohsnapitspercy

Effie Trinket's bubbly voice echoed through the square. "Welcome! Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor!" She took a quick breath. "Now, before we begin, we have a special message sent to you all the way from the capitol!"

I stood in a pool of fifteen year olds; none of us watched the dull video of the Dark Days. It was the same video that played every year, reminding us why children were to be sent off to their deaths each year. The girl beside me sobbed. Her pale hands covered he face. I placed my hand on her shoulder.

"Don't cry, you'll be fine." I whispered into her ear. "I promise."

She lifted her head and stared into my eyes. "You really think so?"

"There are thousands of little slips in there. Only a few have your name on it." I had never met this girl before, but I felt the need to comfort her.

The corners of her lips raised into a slight smile. I repeated my earlier words as I wrapped her in a hug; "I promise."

"I just love that!" Effie said after the video ended. "As usual, ladies first!" She crossed over to the glass ball with all the girl names in it. Twenty of them were mine.

She dug her hand into the paper. Probably not even considering that she was about to send two people to their certain death.

She walked back to the microphone. I held my breath. "Dakota Enloft!"

I sighed with relief.

"See, you're safe for this year." I turned to the girl next to me to discover she was no longer there.

I directed my gaze back to the stage. The girl was standing at the bottom of the steps, staring up at Effie.

"Don't cry, you'll be fine." I whispered into her ear. "I promise."

"No!" I screamed. I ran up and grabbed Dakota's arm. "I volunteer!"

Dakota whipped around and stared at me. "What are you doing?" She asked. "You barely know me."

"A promise is a promise, no matter how well I know you."

"Well, how exciting! Come on up! Let's give this brave young woman a round of applause." The crowd stayed silent.

With my back facing the audience, I made my way up the stairs. Effie gripped my hand and pulled me to the center of the stage. "What is your name, dear?"

"Lexi Stalde." I answered with a blank expression on my face.

"Okay, let's move on." Effie drew out the name of the boy who would end up trying to kill me.

"Peeta Mellark!" She announced.

One of the baker's sons. That's the only thing I knew about him. Good.

"Congratulations to this year's tributes from District Twelve!"

Peeta and I were escorted to the Justice Building. I was sent to an empty room to say my goodbyes.

First to visit was my father and siblings. My only sister, Haven, came up and kissed my forehead. We are identical twins, a rare thing in our district.

"Why did you do it?" She asked in a hushed voice.

"I promised her she would be okay. I can't break a promise." Haven buried her head in my shoulder. "I'm sorry, Haven."

Not only was she my twin, but she was also my best friend. Haven understood me more than anybody else. "It's okay; I would've done the same."

My Father put his hand on my back. "I'm proud to say you're my daughter."

After giving him a long hug, I kneeled in front of my two younger brothers. Xander was seven and Ryett was eleven. Tears streamed down Xander's face while Ryett held them back.

I wrapped both of them in a hug. A few Peacekeepers came in and started to drag them away. Haven started to scream.

"Lexi! You have to come home! Please, Lexi! You have to win!"

"I'll try, I promise." Promise. That's what started this.

I kissed her cheek one last time. She grabbed for my hand as she was pulled away. I felt her press something into my palm. Then she was gone.

I examined the shiny silver bracelet she had given me. It had six charms in the shape of hearts, each with a name engraved on it. Xander, Ryett, Haven, and Lexi were the charms in the middle. The outside ones had my dad's name, Josiah and the very last charm was my mother. Adrienne. She was murdered three years ago when I was twelve. A case that still remains unsolved.

The door opened again. Dakota dashed in and hugged me. She was uncontrollably sobbing.

"I'm so sorry! I caused all this!" She screamed.

"Dakota, it's fine, I'm alright."

I had known her for maybe a half an hour but she already felt like my best friend.

"I'll be cheering you on, Lexi." She said. "Thank you."

A Peacekeeper interrupted us. "Times up, Miss." He took her by the arm and led her out the door.

I was taken out to a car and told to get in. We didn't have many cars in District Twelve. Peeta and I rode in silence to the train station.

I gasped as I got my first look of the train. There's only one word to describe it; beautiful.

"You have one hour to yourself until dinner. I'll show you to your rooms." Effie informed.

The first thing I did when I got to my room was bury myself in the oversized bed. My bed at home was half the size and I shared it with my sister.

I figured I ought to go take a bath. I opened three doors then finally found the bathroom. For the first time in my life, I got to take a shower with hot water.

The shower had a panel with multicolored buttons. I pressed one and it shot peach smelling soap at my body. Another gave me coconut shampoo. After messing around with it for awhile, I finally felt clean.

I stepped out onto a black mat. Air started to blow on me at every angle, drying my hair and body while scaring the crap out of me.

I dress in a white dress with pink and green floral patterns on it. It rested at the middle of my shins. I wrapped a thin brown belt around my wait and slipped on a matching pair of brown flats.

I sat on my bed, twirling my bracelet and waiting for time to pass. I thought of home. Of my sister, my house, my old dog named Sasha. Everything that was being left behind.

Effie knocked on my door and told me it was time to eat.

When I entered the dinning compartment I stared at all the food. I had never seen so much in one place. There was roast beef, bread slices, fish, and all kinds of delicacies I couldn't even name. Peeta was already in his seat.

"You may sit anywhere you would like." Effie gestured around the room.

I grabbed a plate and filled it to the brim. I heard Peeta start talking but I tuned out and started to stuff myself with food.

I lifted my head when I heard glass shatter. I saw Haymitch, the only victor from District Twelve, had entered the room. Peeta had smacked his cup of liquor out of his hand and I watched as Haymitch punched Peeta in the jaw, knocking him to the ground.

Haymitch reached for another bottle of alcohol but I grabbed his wrist and twisted it backwards, causing him to drop it on the table. I didn't know what Peeta and Haymitch were talking about but I knew it was the drink that had caused him to hurt Peeta so I figured it was the right thing to do.

"Well, what do we have here? Did I actually get a decent pair of kids this year?" Haymitch studied our faces. "Tell you what, you don't interfere with my drinking and I'll help you guys. We have a deal?"

"Deal." Peeta and I said in unison.

Should I continue? I know it's not the best, but It'll get better. Anyway, thanks for reading! Enjoy the rest of your day and may the odds be ever in your favor... Bye!

~Ohsnapitspercy