A Whole New Game

by The-Girl-with-the-Books-323

They could have chose ANY girl in Panem, but it had to be me. I had to leave everything and everyone I love to compete with 23 other boys that will either want to kill me or love me. But I won't let a boy decide wheather I live or die. Any girl would kill to be me because the Capitol doesn't just chose anyone. But why me? I was not reaped, I was choosen. But that's when I saw him.

1. Chapter 1

Note: We do not own any characters in this story or the Hunger Games except Maybelle and Audrey. But we may add other characters while wrting this story.

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Chapter 1

Peeta's POV

This is it. It has always come down to this. No turning back. The last two girls.

Maybelle and Audrey.

Maybelle …. Sweet, nice, 13 year old Maybelle. With her kind eyes and strawberry blonde curls that fall slightly to the left of her rosy cheeks. I can tell that the 3 year difference between us won't stand in the way of her undying love for me.

And Audrey …. 16, Cheerful and peppy with her straight, dirty blonde hair parted in the middle of her face and her beautiful smile she flashes at me every time she catches me looking at her. But not today.

Poker faces are drawn. It's the last day of the Hunger Games. 15 days ago, 23 girls have been pitted against each other with I, Peeta Mellark, stuck dead in the middle of it.

The other girls must kill one another, with the option of killing me and ending the madness. Which I would want. I never wanted ANY girl to fight over me. EVER. I tried killing myself one point in the games because I just couldn't take it! The girls fighting over me like I'm some prize to be won. But failed miserably in my first attempt of suicide. They wouldn't let me. I'm sure that the Capitol would let any other girl in that arena to commit suicide and gladly broadcast the whole thing live. I guess that I'm just the key player in this sick game that I never wanted any part of.

In the beginning of this whole thing, out of all the boys in Panem, I was the 'lucky' one to be chosen. Some say that it's a blessing, others say that it's a death sentence. But I wouldn't really call it a blessing. When I was chosen, I HAD to do it. There was no other option. In the end, there must be me and one other girl. But here, before me, stands the most innocent girls I have ever met in my life. One girl must die. Here we all stand motionless. Unsure of what to do. I can tell you right now, that I will not be first to move or say anything at this point. Right now, we are just letting the cards fall see where it lands. And if I have to die in the process, so be it. Lost in my thoughts, a canon fires.

My gaze shoots to the two girls 5 feet away from me, with their backs towards me. And all of a sudden I see one girl has fallen to the ground, with her strawberry blonde curls drenched in blood. My eyes widen in horror. Audrey staggers around in a circle to face me. A cruel smile plays across her face and another cannon fires as she hits the ground beside Maybelle.

I am the Victor of the 74th Annual Hunger Games

My face distorts into a disgusted look as I replay Audrey's evil smile she gives me before dying. Dying for me.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I really hope that you have enjoyed this chapter of my very first story. I have co-written this story with my sister and would love reviews. So, please review! To be warned though, we will not be doing these chapters daily, unless there are a lot of reviews and lots of people what to read what will happen next. And this chapter is not really the start of the story, just the end of the Games for Peeta (It's a short replay of what happened) and a new game will occur, with 23 guys and 1 girl … We'll just keep you guessing on who the one girl is