Hi guys! So I saw The Hunger Games on a sneak preview on mars 22nd. It was AMAZING! I loved all of the actors/actresses portrayals of the characters and I loved all of the scenes! For those of you who haven't seen it yet, go see it!

Now on to this story…. I have an idea to how this story is going to play out, but there are a whole lot of question marks to! So if any of you have an idea, then please send me a message! And this chapter is going to be Sarah's POV, to see what's going on in her head!

I again apologize for any grammar errors…

I just want to take a minute to say thank you to everyone who has favorited/alerted/reviewed this story! It makes such a difference, and it really keeps me going!

This chapter's quick lesson for those of you who haven't read/seen the Hunger Games:

Effie: She lives in the Capital. Her job is to take care of the tributes from district 12 and to make sure that they are where they're supposed to be (lame explanation, I know)

Training center: The tower where all of the tributes lives before the games. They also train here. Every district has their own floor.

Renewal center: All of the tributes need a bit of a makeover. In the renewal center they get their hair done, their eybrowses plucked etc.

I know that this explanation sucks, but it's just a rough draft. I instead recommend all of you to read the book. It's awesome!

Disclaimer: I still don't own The Hunger Games or Chuck.

Her room in the training center was gigantic. She tried to measure it with her eyes, and estimated that it was about four times as big as her whole house back home. Back home. The words tasted bitter in her mouth. How could this have happened? How could she leave her father alone? What would happen to him now? Who would take care of him if he got sick, and who would hunt with him in the woods? Not her anyways, that's was one thing that was sure.

She turned and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She gasped. Was that really her?
She had spent the whole day at the renewal center, and once there, she had been given a total makeover. Her hair was now soft and shiny, her nails filed to perfection. Her eyebrows were plucked and her arms and legs were waxed.
She looked at herself again. She was actually really beautiful. She looked so perfect, so flawless, and she hated it. She hated being the Capitals little puppet. Doing whatever they wanted, looking the way they wanted her to. Everything felt so wrong. It felt wrong to just agree and follow without fighting back. It felt wrong to smile and to suck up to all the people that were going to cheer when she died.

She sighed and lay down on the big bed. Her skin was still sore after the waxing and she hadn't slept that much since the reaping.

Her eyelids got heavier and she could feel the long-awaited sleep creeping in.

"Sarah! Chuck! Time to meet your stylists!" Effie cried from the living room.
Oh crap, the stylists. She had completely forgotten. She sighed again and stood up slowly. She had no desire at all to meet her so-called stylist. The clothes that the kids from district twelve got to wear were always horrible anyway. She sat down on the bed again, and thought that she at least could demonstrate a bit against the regime by being late.

Suddenly she heard a light knock on the door.
"Come in" she yelled angrily, and thought that it was probably Effie, coming to scold her.
A dark-skinned young man opened the door. He looked very different from everyone else in the Capital, instead of wearing those awful wigs and terrible clothes, he actually looked quite normal. He had no wig, he had normal clothes, and the only makeup he wore was a light eye liner in gold.

"Hi Sarah, I'm Cinna, your stylist. Is it okay if I come in? He asked gently.

"Umh okay." she replied, surprised at being asked first. Everyone else there just stormed into her room without ever caring about whether she wanted it or not.
The man walked up to her and sat down on the bed beside her.
"I'm sorry that this happened to you Sarah." he said earnestly.
"Sorry? I thought we came here for your entertainment." she responded before she could stop herself. But he didn't get mad. Instead he just watched her as if he was trying to read her mind.

"So tonight they have the tribute parade. They take you out and show you off to the world."

"So you're here to make me look pretty?" she asked straightforward.

"I'm here to help you make an impression." He answered factually."Now usually they dress people in the clothes from their districts." He continued.

"Yeah, we're always coalminers."She agreed.

"Yeah, but I don't want to do that. I want to do something that they're going to remember. Did they explain about trying to get sponsors?"

"I'm not the friendly type" She explained to him while she fiddled with her mother's old ring. That ring was the only thing she had left from her mother, a beautiful golden ring with small diamonds embedded in silver covers. It was also the one belonging that she was the most afraid of loosing.

"We'll see." He answered, in a way that made her suspect that he wasn't telling her the whole truth.

"Now follow me."

She followed him out of her room, away to a corridor that she hadn't been in before. He stopped outside a big yellow door.
"Wait here."
He disappeared through the door and was gone for a while. She was almost beginning to believe that he wasn't coming back when he finally opened the door again. In his hand he held a black outfit and a pair of black shoes.
"Is that what I'm going to wear tonight?" She wondered.
He nodded.

"Well at least I don't have to be naked." She thought eased.

She walked carefully down the stairs, terrified of tripping. For several hours, she had been rouged, her nails painted, her hair fixed. Last but not least, they'd given her Cinna's outfit. It was much better than district twelve's usual costumes, but she couldn't really understand how it was related to mining. Judging by Cinna's secretive behavior though, there was something more with the outfit, but she couldn't figure out what.

She walked into the grotesquely large kitchen and found him sitting on a green sofa. As usual, her heart started beating three times faster, but that wasn't a good feeling anymore. He turned around and their eyes met. He looked incredibly handsome, wearing the same outfit as she was. His curls were now a little shorter and you could really see the beautiful features in his face.

She stared into his chocolate-brown eyes and no matter how hard she tried she just couldn't resist the love in them.

He slowly walked up to her.

"Oh my god Sarah! You look amazing! I mean…. You always look amazing, you do, but…"He started babbling.

She smiled. "It's okay Chuck. Thank you." She took a look at him again. "You look pretty handsome yourself."
He blushed and looked away for a brief second. She looked at his red cheeks. How could she ever watch someone kill him without doing anything? He must be by far the nicest, most honest and cutest guy that has she had ever met. He was also her only friend, and the only person besides her father who she had ever been close to.

"Chuuuuuck! Saaaaaarah! The parade is about to begin, you need to come here quickly! Effie shouted from the elevator.

Chuck rolled his eyes and she smiled. Even though she would have done anything to change their situation, it was still nice to have him there in all the craziness. He grabbed her hand and lead her to the elevator. Effie emitted a little snort when she saw their linked hands, but almost everything was inappropriate according to her.

Effie lead them to the ground floor of the renewal center. Once there, they were supposed to stand on a carriage drawn by two horses. Everywhere people were shouting orders to each other, running around and trying to get everything done in time.

"What's happening?" she asked Chuck loudly, trying to drown out everyone else. He just shook his shoulders.

She actually felt kind of relieved when she noticed Cinna and Chuck's stylist Portia coming towards them. Cinna was from the Capital, but she was actually starting to like him. He could also tell them what was going on.

"So, Sarah, Chuck. Remember when we told you that we wanted to do something that everyone was going to remember?" Cinna asked them as he stopped beside their carriage.

They both nodded.

"Well here's the thing. Tonight, you're going to be on fire!" he said and showed them a little lighter that he had been hiding behind his back.

"Oh crap! He's not nice! This guy is nuts!" Sarah thought to herself. She caught Chuck's eye and he appeared to be having the same concerns as she had.

"On….On fire?" Chuck asked a little worried.

"There won't be any real flames of course. Just a small synthetic fire we have invented, Portia and I. It's no danger for you." Cinna replied calmingly.

"Fire is still fire" she thought, but Chuck seemed to buy it, and that helped.

Cinna and Portia helped them to set fire to their clothes. In the beginning she had trouble relaxing, and got ready to try to rip off her clothes at any second, but as time passed she realized that there wasn't any danger. She exhaled relieved and took a closer look at her clothes. Wow! It actually looked like she was on fire! She looked up at Chuck and took a step back in astonishment. He looked absolutely stunning with the big orange flames and the dramatic shadows thrown across his face. He looked at her with the same amazed look on his face.

Just that second their carriage started rolling and she had to grab Chuck's hand to prevent herself from falling. She was just about to release it when she heard Cinna's voice shouting at them from the audience.

"No! Keep it that way, it gets more dramatic! And remember to smile!"

They kept their hands linked and the carriage rolled out onto the street.

"Oh my god!"

"Look at district 12!"

"They're on fire!"

"Can you see that?"

Shocked faces everywhere. People were staring and pointing at them. Sarah couldn't help but smile when she saw Effie's face. She looked like she was about to fall out of her chair, but she recovered quickly.

"That's my district! District 12 everyone! MY district!" She told everyone who wanted to listen.

When everyone has recovered from the sudden shock they start cheering. This was without doubt the best costumes ever in the history of the games, and everyone wanted to be a part of it.

"Chuck! Sarah! Go district twelve!"

Sarah located Cinna's face in the audience. He gave her a big smile. He didn't even have to say anything, she already knew it. Tonight, she and Chuck had made a huge success. She looked away again, and instead she looked at Chuck. He smiled at her and, for the first time since the reaping, she could return his smile.

"Come on, we're going to watch the replays of the parade!" Effie cried from the living room.

Sarah sighed. She didn't want to see herself acting like a total idiot on some stupid parade. She really regretted her stupid behavior. What had happened to her? Standing there, smiling and waving like a total idiot. What was her father going to think, that she enjoyed being there?

She walked to the living room and sat down in the couch next to Chuck. He smiled at her and she got that feeling again. The feeling that she had always welcomed, but that was forbidden now.

"Excellent, you're here. Now let's start." Effie said heartily, and pressed the play button.

They watched as carriage after carriage rolled out on to the street. Some of the districts had really amazing clothes, but nothing compared to theirs. They looked so stunning, so magical. She couldn't look away, not even for a second. She watched in disgust as Sarah on the screen happily shook her hand. She watched as it went back and forth and realized that something was missing. Her mother's ring! She must've forgotten it at the renewal center!

"I need to go!" She said, and quickly ran to the elevator. She could hear the others calling after her, but she didn't wanted them to follow. They might have thought that she was strange, going back for a simple ring.

She walked the same way as she had done earlier that day, and five minutes later, she was at the renewal center. She was just about to enter the big hall, where all the carriages were, when two voices stopped her. She quickly hid behind a massive statue in marble, and she localized the source of the voices.

Two women were standing, each with a big brush in their hands, sweeping away all of the glitter and confectionary from the parade. She couldn't hear what they were saying, so she leaned closer.

"Did you hear about William's and Hanna's engagement?" One of them asked the other.

"I sure did! The wedding is going to be beautiful! I'm so happy for them, getting to spend their futures together, they're the perfect couple!" The other one responded excitedly.

"I know! And rumor has it she's already pregnant!"

The two women continued gossiping, but Sarah couldn't continue to listen. Marriage, kids, future. Three things that she couldn't have any longer.

She sat down on the cold floor. Who would she have gotten married to anyway? Chuck probably. She closed her eyes and an image of the two of them, her in a simple white dress, him in a black suit, flashed before her eyes. They looked so happy, so normal. Another picture showed up. This time they were in a kitchen, she and Chuck were cooking and laughing and two little kids were running around their legs. A little boy, with blond hair and brown eyes, and a little girl, with Chuck's brown curls and her blue eyes. Would that have been her future? Now she would never know.

She opened her eyes again and realized that tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she wiped them away with her hand. She had to focus now, and crying wouldn't help her.

She breathed slowly, in and out, and thought about him. She thought about every memory that they had shared. She thought about his smile, the Bartowski-eyebrow dance, his chocolate-brown eyes, she thought about how he looked when he listened to her, and how he looked when he talked. Lastly she thought about his laugh. His laugh, that would always make her feel better, that would always make her feel like she was home… She thought about all of them for a long time, and then she said goodbye to them, one by one.

When she got up again, she was empty. Empty of emotions and empty of love. She looked for the ring, but she couldn't find it. What did it matter anyway? It wasn't like a stupid ring was going to help her win this.

Sooooo? What did you guys think? I want to apologize for being a bit of a copy-cat to the real story, but it was hard to do a different story before the games, since they always have the same ritual.

Please leave a review and tell me what you guys think, it means a lot!