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So sorry it took so long for this. I actually had this chapter done for a long time now,but the website like hates me and logged me out and I just today could log back on. Anyways this is chapter 2 and I promise the story will get more interesting soon I just don't want to forget any important details.
" So are you going to open the door or not princess?" Tennesson had been outside my door for about two hours now trying to get me to open it.
" Just for that comment no I'm not." I answered snidely. I could hear him groan and almost felt bad for him. He was after all my only friend, and my betrothed though we never talked about that. That had been my father's idea not ours though at a time I assumed we would end up together anyways. Then he went all pro capital and I made my life goal to save the people of the districts.
" Come on Annie I said I was sorry," he whispered softly. He hadn't called me Annie in a long time. It was his pet name for me when we were little, before the drama, and before the personality change in him. I stood up from my bed and walked over to the door. I hadn't washed my face, or put my hair up yet so I still looked like a wild animal. I slowly pulled it open and peered around it.
" Tenneson?" I whispered, my voice getting caught in my throat. The reality of all of this was just beginning to hit me. I was going into the Hunger Games. I was going to die. Tenneson came over to me and gave me a hug letting my cry on his shoulder. " Tenny I don't wanna die, " I sobbed.
" It's gonna be okay. Come on Annie don't cry your going to be okay. I'm here for you I won't let them hurt you I promise," the soothing tone of his voice made me calm down a little.
" You can't keep that promise," I sniffled, looking into his big blue eyes.
" Watch me," he muttered holding me closer. I pulled away from him, and walked over to my window that overlooked a great deal of the capital city. He walked over slowly, and mumbled something almost illegible " I tried to talk him out of it."
" Out of what? " I asked though I was certain I already knew.
" Out of this mad plan," He banged on the wall out of frustration," He can't do this it isn't right!"
" Nothing he does is right. He wants power and that's all that matters to him, and you can't change that Tenneson it's just the way it is. "
" Why are you giving up so easily? The Annette I know would be giving a good fight."
" I'm not giving up I'm accepting the road fate has choosen for me. I'm focusing on how to survive in the games not how to get out of going." Tenneson sat down in a chair, and held his head in his hands.
" Do you really think I'm like him? " He whispered looking up at me. I felt my voice catch in my throat as I looked at his face. He usually looked strong and brave, but I could tell that insult really hit home for him.
" No of course not," I assured him," I was just angry and confused. I'm so so so sorry though you are so much better than him, and you will make a good leader someday. "
" I don't want to be Snow's successor anymore," he was a huge surprise for me.
" Why not you have been training for years? " Ever since we were young Tenneson always talked about how things would be different when we ruled Panem, but now he was ready to throw that away.
" That was when I thought you would be standing at my side. When I thought we would rule together, but things are different now,"he let his sentence drag off into silence.
" You have to take over for the good of the people," I retorted knowing he wouldn't accept his fate as easily as I had mine.
" They will make it by without me Annette it's you they need." I sat down next to him, and took his hands in mine.
" Tenneson please do it for me." He looked into my eyes, and nodded knowing I was right Panem needed his guidance. " So, will you do it?"
" Of course I would do anything for you," He smiled, and leaned in close to my face. Our lips were almost touching, and I could see the gold flecks in his sapphire eyes.
" Excuse me Madame," We both looked up abruptly at the door, hitting our heads together in the process. One of my fathers men was at the door swaying awkwardly on his feet. " I'm sorry to interrupt, but you must come to meet your mentor."
I felt my face flame with embarrassment, but Tenneson looked as cool as ever with his arm over my shoulder like nothing had happened. I tried to get the thought that Tenneson had almost kissed me out of my head as I stood up and headed for the door, but I couldn't shake the odd feeling I had inside. I had never thought of Tenneson as more than a friend, but when I looked into his face at that moment I realized something. I had feelings for him strong feelings that had been there for awhile hidden deep inside, but of course it was to late I was going to die soon. So, I decided to forget about Tenneson as much as I could. and focus on what's important winning the hunger games. My first priority was to meet my mentor and learn as much as I could about the other tributes. Tribute, it sounded so weird. Could I even be considered a tribute? Tributes were from the districts not the capital, but if not a tribute what was I? I guess I was just unlucky that seemed to be the best term for my situation.
I headed to the foyer to meet my mentor, and Tenneson tagged along knowing I couldn't get through this myself. I entered the Foyer cautiously not sure what kind of person my father picked to hold the fate of my life. I looked around slowly and was surprised to see only a young woman sitting on a stool in the corner.
" Oh dear me such a pity," She cooed spinning in the stool back and forth. She had pale blonde hair almost white that was kept in a huge sloppy bun of curls on the top of her heart shaped head.
" Excuse me?" I asked praying she wasn't my mentor.
" It's a pity a young heiress such as yourself must die. You don't stand a chance your so little," She smiled waving around her hands wildly.
" I'm not young I'm 15, and how old are you ma'am 12," I mouthed putting my hands on my hips. I heard Tenneson laugh behind me and explain,
" She doesn't like it when people talk about her age."
" Ah I see. Well, I by the way am 23 and more than qualified to help you in the games. Unless you have a better option that is," She gave me a challenging stare knowing wouldn't refuse her help.
" Fine what is it you have to offer me? "
" That's better now," She smiled. " My name is Avalon Veira, and I shall be your mentor."
" Not to be rude, but Annette's safety kind of means a lot to me," Tenneson started to say playing with his hair. " I just can't help but wonder how you can help her. I mean you haven't been in the games have you?" Avalon rolled her eyes and got an annoyed expression.
" Does she have any better offers?"
" No, but you didn't answer my question," He frowned.
" Why are banana's yellow?" She asked randomly.
" Well you see, " Tenneson started to say,but Avalon interrupted him.
" Because apples were already red."
" Oh my gosh I'm doomed," I groaned falling to the ground and Avalon started giggling like a two year old on a sugar high.
" Why of course your doomed darling just as doomed as Charolette rotera from district 4 in year 3, Pablo josem from district 7 in year 10, and Antree Prodanty from district 3 in year 17." She giggled.
" How how do you... " I mumbled realizing I had one of the best mentors that ever existed.
" Photographic memory," She smiled," I remember every hunger games and every detail of them."
" Then you know what to expect, where to hide, who to go after first, and generally how to survive." I smiled. She nodded excitedly and grabbed my arm.
" Lets get started little tea pot we have a game to win."
Well it's kinda short but that's chapter 2 like I said before things should speed up soon. Anyways I'll try to have another chapter soon, but band season is a bit crazy right now so it might be a while.