A/N hey guys! I've decided to try my hand at a Hunger Games Fic! I don't know how well this will work. If it doesn't please let me know so I can stop and not continue to make a fool of myself by writing a crappy fic. In other news how many of you have seen Mockingjay! Oh my goodness it's amazing and I cannot wait for part 2! Anyway here is the story as always I don't own The Hunger Games Suzanne does.
My name is Ariella Trinket-Abernathy. I know right! My Dad is Haymitch winner of the 50th Hunger Games. My mom is Effie Trinket, District 12 Escort. My parents are not split up my mom just has responsibilities in the Capitol and she is not in 12 a lot. My dad, who is drunk a lot lives in 12. I bounce back and forth between the two.
During the Games I stay with the Mellark family in 12 they are bakers. I am allowed to go with my parents, but they prefer that I stay in 12 during the Games. Now that I am fifteen I want to go with them, not because I like the Games, but I want to be with my parents. I am tired of being left behind. There is also the fact that Mrs. Mellark is not very nice. Peeta and Rye are both sweet. Anyway my point being that these Games are stupid. My dad has told me multiple times to keep my mouth shut.
When I am in the Capital with mom Caesar has a field day. I mean a child of and Escort and a Victor! President Snow glares at me all the time. All of the capitol citizens adore me, it's annoying. I was born in the Capitol, so I technically don't take part in the Games. But since my dad lives in 12 I am also a citizen of twelve. To compromise for this my name is entered every other year once I turn 12.
So my name is in the reaping bowl four times, I think. Right now it's two weeks till the reaping, it is my job, given to me by my mother, to keep my dad halfway sober until after the reaping. Needless to say it doesn't always work. I am on a train to 12 to take care of my dad. While there I will help Peeta and Rye in the Bakery. I sometimes go into the woods to think. Actually it's the second thing I do, go to the woods. I've arrived in 12.
"Ari!" I hear shouted. My dad. "Ariella, I'm here" His words slurred together.
"Hi, Dad" I rolled my eyes. "come on let's get you home" I grabbed his arm and we walked off the platform.
"Hey Hon, I need to stop by the hob, pick up a few things." He slurred.
"How bout we stop by the bakery and then go to the hob?" I said trying to distract him. He grumbled and agreed. I helped him walk to the bakery and opened the door.
"Ariella, Hey is it that time already?" Rye joked "Hey Peeta Ariella is here" Peeta came from the back room covered in flour and icing.
"Hey Ariella." He said.
"Hey Peeta, Rye." I said. "Peeta have you talked to her yet?" I asked.
""Of course he hasn't that would be to easy." Rye laughed.
"Shut up Rye" Peeta punched Rye.
"I just need some bread, Dad is waiting outside." I Said distracting the boys.
"Okay" Rye laughed as he bagged the bread. I handed him some money and left waving bye to the boys.
"alright Dad, to the hob." I lifted him onto his feet and we began the walk past the Seam, where the poorer people in 12 lived. My dad lived here before the Games. As we enter the hob we go straight to Sae's stand. I make sure dad sits down on a stool and talk to Sae. We have and agreement. The alcohol she gives Dad when I get here is only half of what he gets when I am not. It helps sober him up without him actually knowing it.
"Alright girly, here you go. I've got some Squirells soup if you two are hungry." She says.
"Katniss Catch it?" I asked. Katniss is a hunter, illeagaly, but still no one here will say anything. I buy some meat from her when I get it so I can cook.
"No Gale this time. I'll tell her you are here. She likes it when you come in" I nodded
"Thanks Sae, I'll be at home whenever she wants to stop by. I know Primrose is in this year." I said getting Dad. We began to walk home.
"Ari, you mother called while you were on the train she wants you to call her" he said.
"Alright, I'll call her when we get back." I said. He says this everytime I come in. call mom. It's weird there relationship. But that is another story.
A/N so what did you think good bad? Let me know. Any improvments I could make.
Lil Kaari