Teacher's Games, a Random Hunger Games

by Destinywalls

I wrote this when I recieved my examination results, and out of rage I wrote a fanfic about my teacher in the Games. But then I decided to post it for fun so I changed their names and posted it here. A totally random story. Solely for fun and relaxation, I didn't spellcheck or grammar-check it.

2. Chapter 1

April knew that the odds were not much in her favor that day. But she did not expect it to be that bad; that her name would be pulled out of the reaping bowl, that her name was announced, that her supposed friends kept silence. She mourned about her fate, how unfair life was to her, a storm raged in her heart, yet she tried to keep herself from screaming, and instead, wait for the boy tribute's name to be announced. "Alex" it was. A huge boy lunged forward, reminding her much of Sulley, one of the cartoon character that grew up with her. The thought came into her mind and she had to hold her tears, to prevent them running down like a waterfall, to prevent her from showing weakness in front of all of Panem. The Capitol Anthem was played but she could not pay attention, except thinking of how the lyrics was false, that she had grew up in a world of lie, that she had wished so much to restore her life back to normal, even it was continuing to monitor that chemical reactor in the nuclear plant. But life changed and the past was done, nothing to be taken care of.

She was driven to the Capitol, dressed, went onto the Chariot like a doll to be displayed, almost like a prostitute to be sold during the interview, and she just felt that her old self had died, that nothing should have mattered anymore, that she would just throw herself down the building and everything would have ended, that her life could begin again. But she knew that the electrical wire would kept her from doing so, and she knew it better not to do so. Instead, she could try to live, win the Games and live a life of fame. Oh! Isn't that what the Careers want? Maybe she could get this chance away from them, and that she would be the victor…

She got a plain "5" in the training, much like her district number, unlike that district 2 boy who was awarded a "10" so easily. But like she cared. She would try to survive, to make it all out, and tried to keep her optimistic character; just because she could. And there was hope to survive, someone could survive, that could have been her, although a little voice in her heart told her it was futile…