Hey everyone! This is my first Hunger Games series fic. Be kind? ;) Anyways, I finished "Catching Fire" a few days ago, and I loved it! Even more than the first, which is weird. I can't wait for the 3rd; the ending to "Catching Fire" was such a cliffhanger!
But this is not the story of Peeta or Katniss. This is the story of a teenage girl from District 11. This is her story. (Takes place during Catching Fire)
Disclaimer: I am not Suzanne Collins; therefore I do not own Hunger Games series
A V O X
Chapter One
Amalie wiped the sweat off of her brow, and plucked yet another apple from the tree. She sighed, and dropped it in her basket. It landed upon others, causing some to bruise. But Amalie didn't care.
"Amalie!" Her best friend, Flynn, ran toward her, black hair flying in all directions. Amalie gave a smile, and climbed down the tree.
"Yeah?" Amalie pushed back her matted red hair from her sweaty forehead. Her brown eyes that showed what her district was were dull, as she had been working all morning. Flynn grabbed an apple from Amalie's basket, and bit into it.
"Flynn! I worked all morning picking those!" She exclaimed. Flynn managed to look guilty, but bit into it again.
"Flynn!" Amalie said again, exasperated. Flynn sighed loudly.
"C'mon, Amalie! I haven't eaten all day. I'm starving! Besides, who would want this apple now that I've already bitten it?" She had a point. Amalie groaned but let Flynn continue inhaling the apple. They took a break, and sat down under the shade of a tree. Maybe the other workers wouldn't notice.
They sat for a while in silence, and when Flynn was on her third apple, Amalie spoke up.
"Are you coming?" Amalie asked her. Flynn looked up from her apple.
"Yeah." She answered, juices running down her chin. Both girls knew that they were talking about the Victory Tour, where the winner of the Hunger Games would parade around to all four districts. But this year, there were two winners. A girl named Katniss, and the love of her life, a guy named Peeta. Both were from District 12, so they would be coming to District 11 first.
A perfect time to start the rebellion.
Well, at least, that's what her uncle said. He was in great excitement, ever since the last Huger Games had started. And especially when it ended! He had always hated the Government, and most of all, the president. Amalie didn't care for them much either, but she hadn't hated them. But that was until she saw Rue's death. Rue, she didn't know too well. She had watched her a few times, though, and seen her jumping from tree to tree around the orchard. She had taught Rue how to do it, herself. They weren't super close, but to see her there, on the TV screen. Dead. Katniss, the girl from District 12, singing to her, and when she uttered her last breath, and the cannon fired. The Capitol didn't care that this small, young girl, with so much potential, who was so kind and caring, had died. In fact, they saw it as entertainment! But Amalie felt like she had been stabbed right through the chest. Most people thought entertainment. Amalie thought: torture.
"Amalie?" Flynn asked, "Are you okay?" Amalie shook her head.
"I'm fine." Amalie said. Flynn didn't look convinced.
"You sure? You look a little sick." Flynn said, ever caring. Amalie nodded, and smiled at her, offering another apple. Flynn took it without a second thought.
"Thanks."
Well… did you like it? I know this was short, but in chapter stories I tend to start off that way. And know more action, yet… but there will be :)
Please review!!!! :D
-KC