Hi everyone! I have an early update due to no homework, and no special activities planned: D So here it is! The 4th chapter of my story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, and I didn't write the Hunger Games.
Enjoy guys!
(Heather's POV)
Ever since that night when I encountered Zim, we never talked to each other then. Sure, maybe a slight gesture, however, other than that, nothing. Not one word. Not when we passed by classes, or when he would enter his strange house.
However, that all changed one dreadful day…
I had woken up earlier than usual. Dib and I had planned to meet today before the reaping began at 1 pm. So I quickly changed into my hunting clothes, grabbed my weapons. I didn't plan to hunt today, however, just in case; I decided to take them with me.
When I got to the electric fence, it was on. The Peacekeepers must have thought that someone might try to escape, so they turned on the electric fence. I found a nearby tree, climbed up it, and jumped over the fence. Then I hurried into the woods.
Dib had built up a fire to keep us warm. He had to go buy cheese for his family, and gave me a small piece. I nibble on it while Dib and I are in deep thought. What will happen at the reaping? Who'll get chosen? Stuff like that. I guess we'll find out.
Finally, Dib breaks the silence. "Heather? What happens if our names are chosen?" I don't even want to think about that. However, I try to put on a smile, and say to Dib: "Don't worry, we won't. Your name is only in there four times, however, they can't pick you." That didn't help Dib at all. Instead, he asks again: "What happens if we are chosen?"
"Then we'll work together as a team." I say to him.
After a little while, I realize we better get back home before the reaping. Dib nods and we walk down towards the fence together. It'll probably be our last time together.
Luckily, it turned off. So we quickly went under the gap and went our separate ways, giving each other grim looks for what is to come.
My parents are still asleep, and I quickly change out of my clothes, and hide my bow and arrow. Mom wakes up a little while later to "wake" me up as I get out of bed. She gets my bath ready by pouring warm, steamy water in the tub. I slip in, enjoying the warmth surrounding me, and quickly wash. After that, I slip out, and find a beautiful, golden-yellow dress, laid out on my bed. I stared in awe at this. This was one of mom's special dresses. Used on horrible occasions, for example, today. I slowly get it on, and sit on the couch in the living room.
"Heather, could you come here, please?" I get up and walk to her room. She holds out a golden necklace in the shape of a mockingjay circling a heart.
"It's for you, Heather." She said to me in a sweet voice.
"But, mom, Dad ga…" She placed her fingers to her lips. Dad gave her hat as an anniversary gift. No way I could keep it.
"It's for you to remember me by, and let you know that whatever happens today, I'll still love you no matter what the outcome is today." I nodded, and she put it around me, while staring into a mirror.
"You look beautiful, Heather." She said and hugged me.
Next, she braided the front rims of my hair, and let the rest fall down to my side. She hugged me one last time as we headed out.
My parents walked with me as we made our way to town hall. My parents stood behind the crowd of people who might be tributes. I went with the girls on one side, with the boys on the other. Dib and I shared grim looks. Then I saw Zim. What was he doing here? My best guess was that he was just trying to fit in with whatever we were doing.
After a while, we settled down, and Effie Trinket, despite her old age, came onto the stage with a happy smile on her face. Before we started the drawings, we took our attention to the direction of the projector screen, revealing the Hunger Games before in the past. Including the famous tributes, Katniss and Peeta.
Katniss was a tribute who took the place of her sister, Primrose, and a boy tribute named Peeta was to be a tribute with her. They formed an alliance, and later fell in love in the arena. Although we know it's fake. It's only to entertain the true fans of the Capitol.
Anyways, when that was done, Effie Trinket giggled, and said to us: "And may the odds ever be in your favor."
After the video, she pulls back to the podium. "And now let's start the drawings! Ladies first." And she went to the glass ball for the girls, and swiped her hand through it until she picked a name. My heart was pounding. Everyone was silent. She unfolded it, and went back to the podium. "And our girl tribute is… Heather Smith." She said my name! Oh no! This wasn't good.
The Peacekeepers came toward me and grabbed my arm, forcing me toward the stage.
Once I walked up to the stage, I stood next to Effie Trinket.
"Let's give it up for our girl tribute!" She started clapping. However, no one else did. They just stood their silently, feeling sorry for me. Dib nearly looked really pale, and was about to faint any moment, now.
"And now, the boys." And she went over to the boy's glass balled, once again swiped her hand through it and picked a name.
She went over to the podium and opened the name.
And our boy tribute shall be…"
Every boy stood still, wondering who it could be.
And it wasn't Dib, thank goodness.
"Zim."
I'll see you guys next time. I'll have the next chapter up by Sunday. In the meantime, keep those reviews coming!