Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games, it is the property of Mrs. Collins! :D


Author's Note:

Me: Hello my loyal readers!

Readers: Just give us the story!

Me: But…..

Readers: Story! Now!

Me: Well fine then I will talk to you after you receive your dose of the virus…

Readers: It sounds like you're trying to make us sick..

Me: NO! Just never mind here is the story.


"Euh," I say waking up and finding myself in the back of a van. "Hello!" I yell but my voice cracks from disuse and it sounds more like I'm speaking quietly. How long have I been in here? I check myself for damage. I find a bump on the back of my head I might have a concussion. I rub the back of my leg and wince, the spot where I was tazed is still sore. Even though I know looking at it will make me sick, I know I have to, to see who tazed me. Here is the thing about tazers most people don't know is that it is like a brand, every company that uses them has a different brand. The ones that the guards at the white house used were shaped like a triangle with another upside down triangle on it so that it almost looked like a star. So when I look I know it isn't the white house that has captured me to take me back home. The sight makes me gag but I quickly get over it and look again, it is a familiar brand, but I can't remember who it belongs to. It is a circle with a triangle below it and then little sticks on the triangle to make it look like a person. Oh No! No freaking Way! It's the freaking body store. Ignoring the dizziness it causes I get on my knees and start pounding on the wall of the van. "Let Me Out!" I shout.

"SHUT UP!" I hear in reply.

"NO! Let Me Out, Let Me Out, Let Me Out!" Suddenly the van comes to a screeching stop and I crash into the opposite wall that the paint was chipping off of, and I hear a door slam. Oh crap I made him angry. After what seems like forever the door to the compartment I'm in slides open and I am blinded by the light.

"You want out? Get out. But you run and I will catch you." I stepped out of the van slightly wobbling. I walk around getting used to the dizziness that it causes. I look at this guy he is fat and has greasy hair. I think I could outrun him, I mean best girl in track for the 2 years I was allowed to run, I would hope I could. So when he isn't looking I pick up a piece of gravel. When he turns back around he glares, I glare back using my signature glare that definitely topped his, but then looks back at the car I throw the gravel above the car so it will hit the front and he is suddenly alert. "Stay here." He says walking to the front of the car. This is when I take off towards the wooded area to the right; he didn't notice that I was gone for at least thirty seconds. He cursed and then looked around unable to find me. He got back in the van and continued on his way. Phew, I'm glad he gave up so easily, I think as I turn around I see the man from the store that was asking about the girl standing in front of me wearing a white trench coat that almost looks like a lab coat. Somebody puts a cloth up to my mouth, I struggle but it is no use because I quickly drift into unconsciousness.


Authors Note 2: Sorry for the shortness but I wanted to have a cliffy! I will definitely not have a chapter up till next week. We have our last three basketball games plus our tournaments then I should update more frequently. Nobody answered my question on the last chapter and that kind of disappointed me, although I was happy-ish with the amount of reviews. I have decided that I will not update again till I get 12 reviews, hopefully you will answer the question that I will re-post below. Thanks for your favorites, follows, and reviews, they mean a lot and are my inspiration. I am working on the next chapter as we speak. Thanks again for reading… Bye ()/


Question: Would you like Katniss and Peeta's love to develop slowly or quickly?! I need opinions here! Remember 12 atleast reviews for the next update