Author's Note: Well thanks for checking out my story. I know that these chapters aren't super long but it'll pick up later. I think I have to say this. I do not own The Hunger Games or any of the books in the Hunger Games Series. I wish I did, but I don't. Though the characters in this story are mine.
I was lead to into the justice building by some peacekeepers. Why was I so stupid? Of course Angel would pull something like that. Honestly, what did I expect. As they lead me to the waiting room, I started thinking. Am I going to get out of this alive? Regal always said I am a prodigy with spears. But dummies and people are so different. If I want to live, I will have to kill some kids in some God forsaken arena. Can I kill someone? Should I kill someone? How are these couches so soft?... Focus! I hate it when I do that. Do I want to win? Anyone who wins the games isn't the same anyway. Regal gets hallucinations from his games. Is it worth it? Do I even have a reason to return?
"Sir, you have fifteen minutes"
"I won't need that long"
Shocked, I look up to seem my father on the other side of the room. Maybe he actually cares. He came to me before Angel.
"Just wanted to say goodbye"
"Really? Thanks"
"I'm only saying bye once today and I figured I should say goodbye to you granted you won't be coming back. Angel will be home in a few weeks"
I should've known he doesn't care.
"How do you know that she'll win. I could win"
"Don't kid yourself" Father replied sarcastically. "You don't stand a chance. So good luck"
I stood up and glared at him defiantly as he started to leave. I replied," Oh please, luck is for people who don't believe in their own skill. I'm going to come back and knock that smirk off your face."
As he left, he said," I guess we'll see, won't we?
When he left, I sat down on that really comfy couch. Do I really have a chance? What would happen if it's just me and Angel. Should I kill her? I know she would kill me in a heartbeat.
I hear footsteps and look up. The person who walks in is Royce. Great, my favorite people keep appearing.
"Just wanted to say that you always have belonged on the street"
"Oh yeah, well nice knowing you too. When I win you will wish you had never said that."
He starts to laugh as he leaves and says," Oh, 'when'. Confident aren't we? You will be lucky if you make it pass the bloodbath. Your 5'8 and have the muscular build of a pencil. This is your final destination"
"I'll prove it to you and Father! I can win and then you'll be begging to live in my closet"
He chuckles as he leaves," I'd rather live in district 12"
Once again, I am left alone. As I look a window, I feel empty. Like no one loves me. Mom, why did you have to leave? I'm so scared. I can feel my eyes start to water. I have to prove them wrong, but can I? Mom, I can't do this.
"Oh cry me a river and man up"
My next visitor is Vegas.
"Listen dude, get you head out of your a**. You got this. Your the best with spears in the whole academy. Heck your pretty good with a sword as well. I know your not as awesome as me but that's enough to win."
Irritated that he isn't serious about this, I snap back at him, "Vegas, try to be serious for once. Honestly, do I even want to win. I will have to kill other children. Not even kill... murder!"
"Don't focus on that. Just do what you have to do."
"Why so I can come back and be mentally broken. Remember Purge. He had to be chained to his bed when he fell asleep so he wouldn't attack anyone. That's not what I want!"
"Just do what you can to come back okay? We need you. I will see you later."
We? Who needs me?
"Gamble?"
I quickly spin around. Oh, that's who "we" is. I don't know how she got in without me knowing, but if I'm that bad at detecting someone, I hope no one sneaks up on me from behind.
"Oh hey Natalie... what's up"
Gosh I'm a moron. Good thing my fighting skills are better than my girl skills.
"Um... nothing much. Gamble, You can do this."
"Really, cause there are like two people that think that"
She glares at me as she replies," I don't care. Prove them wrong. Just come back for me."
Shocked, I said,"For you?"
Smiling, she said," Listen, I know you like me. Vegas told"
I knew it! That traitor. I am going to beat him to a pulp. Now I have another reason to come back.
"Listen,Gamble, I like you to. So do your best"
"Really?"
"Yes really. You have to prove your family wrong. That's why you can't give up."
Then I became aware that she is coming closer to me and I realise she wants me to kiss her. What do I do?!An alarm is going off in my head. How long do I hold it? Do I put my hand anywhere? Being taller than her should I bend down? No, that would be insulting. Do I keep my eyes open or closed? Gosh, she smells like flowers. I wonder if its perfume or just natural. I should ask her. Focus! So I end up kissing her with my hands in my pockets and my eyes wide open like the dork I am. She pulls back, looks at me funny and says,"You have never kissed a girl"
"Was it that obvious?"
"Does the sun rise and set? Then yes, that was terrible."
"Great so my only kiss was a fail"
She smiles at me and winks," Well than you just have to win so we can try again. Can't have our relationship to end like that."
Relationship? I wonder if I am technically allowed to call her my girlfriend. Should I ask?
I give her a salute and say, "Don't worry, I'll be back"
As she turned to leave, she looks me in the eyes and says,"Of course you will. I don't want my first real boyfriend to die before he learns how to kiss. That'd be a horrible"
I now know what I am fighting for. I'm fighting to get the chance to punch Vegas, the chance to kiss Natalie and to prove to my family that I'm more than the runt. I'm going to show the nation that I am worth something. The Capital better be ready, because I am going to show them something they have never seen before.
Wow, thanks for making it to the end. As you can see, Gamble is done pouting about being reaped. He's found his cause and is going to fight for it. Oh and I would LOVE if you could review. Not forcing you but it would help so much. I know I'm not very good at this so just say anything. What I am doing right or wrong, doesn't matter. Heck, tell me what the weather is like? It doesn't really matter. Okay talk to you later.
