Hello guys! I SUPER, SUPER loved this one, like the others of course, but this is UNIQUE. Because it's a love triangle! And who doesn't LIKE love triangles in a good Hunger Games?Characters made by Queen of the Type Writers!

P.S: No worries Rhyme!

District 10 Love Triangle: Adeline Hanran, Jesse Weft, and Hunter Rhodes!

Addie's POV:

The best thing of my little brother Colton, is that he isn't the most annoying boy ever. You'd expect little brothers were annoying, running around and messing up with you...but not Colton. My 10 year old little brother is the angel of town. He's quiet and shy and I like that, I whip 'im into that. My father, Aden says that you have to be whipped into something the very first day you're born or you'll end up messed up. Of course my father doesn't whip us, that's just a way to say you have to be a certain way. My brother was whipped into a genius. I, in the other hand, a rebel. My brother doesn't bother me in my sleep, so I wake up refreshed, smiling and with sunshine pouring in my face.

I skip down the stairs as fast as lightning and before I, myself know it, I'm leaning against my dining chair and my feet on the table.

"What's for breakfast Ma?"

"Eggs and bacon!" she shouts back against the hissing of the pan. "And ADELINE! DID I TEACH YOU TO BE A PIG LIKE IN OUR RANCH? NO, put your feet down, missy!"

I know better to not obey Ma so I put my feet down and wait for breakfast, Colton is reading a book about BULLS even if there are so many here. Maybe reading came from dad, even thought these days, he only reads newspapers. One day, I heard from Big Ma (the oldest woman in our town) that dad once read the WHOLE library. That's neat, huh?

My bacon and eggs fly into my plate as Ma, or Colleen drops it in. Colton flies next to me as well, and we eat, almost forgetting each other's presence.

"Ma, do you know Hunter and Jesse are comin'?!" I shout.

"What?!" squeaked and half-choked my little brother. Somehow, he's scared of two of my best friends, Hunter Rhodes and Jesse Weft. Huge muscular guys that are...what, 17 and 16? I'm 15. So my little brother's scared of people 6 or 7 years older than him...don't judge him. He goes and hides in his room, reading and I sigh. One of these days, I'll teach Colton how to make a good fight.

Our ranch is small, compared to Hunter's, it's like comparing a whale to a worm. Can you believe it? Hunter's ranch is HUGE. But we still love our little, cute ranch.

"Going to feed them animals!" shouts my dad and goes off.

"Collecting them chickens and milking them cows!" says Ma. "Give you some privacy too sweetums!"

They go off and I feel strangely happy about my privacy with my rebels. I'm in a rebel group with Hunter and Jesse.

Almost naturally, Hunter pushes the door and enters, as if it were his house and plops himself next to me on a chair. He casually puts his arms back of his head, his feet on the table and his eyes on the ceiling.

I can't look into those eyes, those endearing blue eyes that twinkle with a strange light, like a star. Beautiful eyes. I avoid eye contact and (I can't stop it from coming) I blush. Yeah, yeah. You're probably thinking. OMG?! ADDIE HAS A CRUSH! And all, but if you ACTUALLY saw Hunter, like face-to-face you'd probably faint (One Directioners, imagine you just saw Harry Styles, that works. Hunter isn't like him, but he's handsome I guess). He has all these muscles popping out, gorgeous blue eyes, perfectly tanned skin, fit, and with chopped black hair.

"So my Raggedy Ann? No 'Honey, welcome home!' or no hello kiss?"

"Oh shut up Hunter."

Ever since he discovered I had a crush, he's being teasing me about it. And he's also being flirting which makes me even MORE uneasy.

"Where's Jesse?" I ask to change the subject.

"Well Addie, dad sent him to do something, I dunno."

"So...what's the next project?"

Hunter smiled. "Me and Jesse discussed it. It's going to be WICKED. Monumentally wicked"

His eyes shone brighter than ever, revealing a new Hunter, I couldn't see him in the eye because when I did, my body seemed to shudder with an electric energy, but then, the word before last revealed anything.

"No," I said. "HUNTER RHODES. You're NOT possibly thinking about doing that!"

"Oh, yes I am!"

"Don't YOU dare."

"But we are!"

"Hunter, we'll get in trouble. And not CHILDISH trouble, I mean, trouble as in Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark trouble! We're going to whipped to death...or WORSE!"

Our Mayor shows the assasination of several individuals that participated in the Second Failed Rebellion. They teach it in school. But there are two assasinations I HATED the most. Of the Mockingjay, Katniss Everdeen, a 17 year old girl. And Peeta Mellark. Her lover. I mean...just because of a berry stunt...they DIED! It's outrageous, but is there anything we can do?

No.

That's why, we rebels do projects to annoy the Peacekeeper's and play with the Capitol's rules.

Jesse comes in holding a huge back and a grin in his face. His hazel eyes shone which were easy to see and his dusty blonde hair was dirtier than ever.

"Hello!" He put his bag down and sat down.

"What'd ya got?" asked Hunter peering in. "Ohh...thanks dude."

"Welcome," he muttered unhappily. "Nearly killed me."

Hunter chuckled. "I didn't doubt that."

"DOUBT WHAT?" I ask. "What in the-?" I look in the bag and glare at the two laughing boys. Inside the bag, are a bunch of things but the most shocking was...

A brassiere.

I mean, REALLY?

"It was his idea!" said Jesse between chuckles.

Then we relax. "C'mon Addo. It'll be fun."

"We suffer together, plus, today's the Reaping," said Jesse.

The Reaping.

It's Colton's first year. Oh no. What if he gets chosen? Oh no, no, no, no... I start sweating and mumbling fast when Jesse's soothing hand touches my shoulder.

"Are you all right Addie?"

"Yeah, sure and I'll do it," I groan, Hunter whoops, and Jesse smiles weakly, still worried.

"But how in the BEEP are you going to hide us from the Peacekeepers and the crowd?" I ask.

"The crowd isn't anything, I already told them. And the Peacekeepers? Well, Maysickle and Katheline are distracting them in about 20 minutes. Our acting time. I mean, who can resist pretty girls?" said Hunter. I felt my face burn, maybe it was jealousy. Pretty girls. But I let myself flow.

"Then it's neat and planned?" I asked.

"Sure thing pal!" Hunter grinned. I told my parents I was going out and soon we found ourselves face-to-face with a statue.

It was a gigantic statue, President Snow sitting straight up in his saddle on our best horse ever sold for MORE than 5 billion dollars. Redwill, the fastest horse in the world, faster than them, cars. It's the most beautiful chestnut red! He holds a document in his left hand and a sword in his left.

Hunter is brave, he stands straight even thought I can see he's scared to do it. He knows the risks. But Hunter is a good-hearted person. He is brave, he knows that we have to show the Capitol what we can do. Not what we can't.

"Ready," he says. And we grin. Jesse's hazel eyes sparkle and my green ones flash.

"Ready," we repeat.

And Operation Make-Up Statue begins as Maysickle and Katheline start their distraction with lovely mouths and flirts.

Hunter's POV:

Of course, my brilliant idea paid off when it finished.

We put the brassiere on President Snow's chest, put some make-up on his face, a wig, some old grandma glasses, a bunch of jewelery and a flowing white robe. We painted his shoes purple. It may seem pretty ridiculous right now, but it was hilarious.

Because well, nothing really funny happens here in District 10. Just cattle and barbecue and stuff. Everybody cracked up until we scurried away and the Peacekeepers were breaking out of Maysickle and Katheline's distractions.

Even thought I didn't like them, being the hottest boy in the town pays off in projects.

We find ourselves in Addie's home, drinking some milk from Old Bess, Addie's cow. We grab some old bread and chew on it with the milk. It's a good enough snack.

"So...want to go to the lake?"

Addie sighs and without looking at me says: "Calm down Hunter. Are you ADHD or are you just an energy-packed weirdo?"

Addie has a crush on me. I mean, ONLY IF YOU'RE BLIND you'd miss it. The way she blushes when I'm around, how she avoids eye-contact. The soft ways she talks when I'm around. But do I like her? I don't know, I don't think I'm even ready. But I do like her, she's the best girl I have ever met in my life. The only girl who I can talk freely. The only girl who makes my stomach flutter slightly.

THE THING IS, that my best mate, Jay is also in love with her. Addie misses it, but Jay loves her. She thinks he likes spending time with her which IS TRUE but it's something beyond that. I mean, reciting poems, dreaming about her, smiling with her, being one of her best friends?

People call me Mr. Relationship, I deal with love relationships of other people and it's pretty fun because you're involved in someone else's love life. Isn't it soap drama-ish? But with my own friends, sigh. I can't even deal with my OWN FRIENDS' RELATIONSHIPS!

"Maybe both," I reply. "C'mon!"

Jay immediately gets up. It's a steaming day and a nice dip wouldn't do any bad, would it? Addie stays sitting and it takes me and Jay to pull her up. We go into the creek near the forest, we jump in cannon ball form and we-we just look like we're 7.

The day ends in a happy note but when I get home, the screaming starts.

My mother left us when my little sister Cassie, was 2. Cassie is Colton's age right now and probably the most energetic person ever. Even thought she's smart she's ADHD and can't sit down for too long. My father, Quentin Rhodes, one of the richest in District 10 has hired at least 50 tutors and well, several ended quite back, let me think...

About 20 quit the job, 2 suicided, um...3 dissapeared, 5 got severely injured, and 20 lost something (like a body part of pretty much turned insane) and then quit.

So my dad got stuck teaching her. My sister's got dyslexia too, she doesn't read or learn fast like me. My dad has a horrible temper, you might survive with him 5 minutes if it's a miracle. Or if not, I suppose you've met haven't you?

I storm 2 stairs at a time and storm into the room they are in. Cassie is crying and has awful marks everywhere, red marks. Blood and tears combined.

"STOP IT," I order. I gather enough courage but then, I feel 's face against my own and my eye almost explode.

"THEN YOU DO IT YOU #$%&/() $%& &()!" my dad shouts and slams the door. "I'M OFF TO WORK!"

No offense, but my dad's ending up in hell with all the bad words he says.

I bring some balm and I rub it on her wounds, I tie them up with bandages and then I put a piece of ice against my own.

"Cassie girl? What didn't you understand?"

I kneel next to her and she sniffs.

"Dividing fractions, I don't get it! What do you turn to the opposite? What do you-ARGH!"

I look at the problem and sigh.

"Okay Cassie girl, here me. Do you know how to multiply fractions?"

Cassie looks better. "A bit."

"Good. Dividing is almost the same thing. Look at the problem Daddy gave you. 5/6 divided by 12/10. So, multiplication is the opposite of division. So what Daddy meant was that you had to turn the numbers around."

"So you mean to say that 5/6 would be 6/5?" asked Cassie softly.

"THAT'S RIGHT CASSIE GIRL! And 12/10 would be 10/12. The problem would now be..."

"6/5 x 10/12 and it would be um...er, 6 and 12 are equal, what do we do, those are big numbers?"

"Well, 12 divided by 6 is 2 and 6 divided by 6 is 1 so it's now 1/5 x 10/6-"

"But the 6 is less than 10! And-ohh..."

I like to here my sister understand, the way her eyes brightened and widened, how her brain ticked and a smile formed. How eager she was.

"The answer would be 2/6?" she asks nervously.

"YES CASSIE GIRL!" I exclaim.

"Yuppi!" she danced around. "I UNDERSTAND, I UNDERSTAND!"

I glanced at the clock and smiled. 10 year old's were still kids after all.

"Go outside and play Cassie girl, but don't get hurt. Remember, we have the Reaping and we have to look nice, don't we?" I ask. "No scratches!"

She nods and storms out.

I sit down and sigh. The Reaping, it's Cassie's first time. What if she gets chosen? What if Addie or Jesse gets chosen? Or me?!

I sigh, why was this world so unfair?

JESSE'S POV:

Today is the Reaping, meaning that , or Hunter's father only makes us work half day. It's a good enough rest and after I come back from the dip I am happy to know that I only have to work for 2 hours more!

After cleaning some horse poop, making some chicken poop in the fertilizer, planting a few more carrots, pulling potatoes and putting them in bags, stacking the hay, putting the sheep in their fences, clean the crops, milk the cows and drag a few pigs for Jake to sell at the market for . I go towards the kitchen knowing I have something to eat. Despite the hard work, I'm grateful. I have things to eat and a place to live. Home.

Before I met Hunter, I was a dirty boy roaming around the streets with prominent ribs and a broken heart. Now I'm better, but my heart has been mending but it only needs one thing else.

Addie.

How did I meet Hunter? That's easy. It was a hot afternoon, I was sick with fever, hotter than coals and starving. I was only 6, a year after my parent's had died and nobody but me cared. My feet were blistered and swollen and my eyes had dark bags under them.

Of course I've seen Hunter 'ranchation' as he calls his ranch and plantation. Who hasn't? It's one of the biggest things you'll ever get to see in District 10. There was a gigantic electric fence but I knew it was my lucky day when the guards fell asleep and their hands fell on the button. The gate was now non-electric.

I took my risks because if I died, who would care?

I climbed the fence lightly, looking down every once awhile to make sure nobody was looking, that meaning a Peacekeeper. Or a gossipying woman.

When I reached the top, I climbed towards the roof of the stables where at least 60 horses lived and I walked on top and then, broke into a run.

It was lunch time, so nobody was out and I went to their dump. SO MUCH WASTE! Full meals in the trash, apples and vegetables and-and so many things! I immediately started eating when a disgusted voice said:

"EW! You can eat THAT?"

That of course, was the rude Hunter. A little boy with bright blonde hair and a wicked smile.

"What else would I eat?" I ask.

"Er, food for instance? That's trash," said Hunter. "HOW did you get here? I mean how did you pass the guards?"

"Please don't tell on me," I murmured. The boy looked shocked.

"WHY would I? But why are you eating trash?"

Mini-Hunter asked a lot of questions.

"Look. I'm starving all right? I haven't eaten for 3 days in a row," I said irritated.

"I can see that," Hunter prodded my prominent ribs. "C'mon!"

"C'MON? You promised not to tell on me," I almost shout but control myself.

"I'm not. We're going to the kitchen to give you some decent food, let's go!" he smiled confidently. I timidly followed him into the kitchen ate some 'decent' cheese, bread and soup. Then we went to the family garden.

"You know," he said. "It's so lonely here, I'm the only kid here. Unless you count Jason and Veronica but they're 17. And all smushy and kissy."

"Ew," I say.

"Yeah, you know, would you stay here for awhile? My sister Cassie was born a few days ago. But she doesn't do anything. She just sleeps. How boring don't you think?"

I inmediately learned two things:

- Mini-Hunter could TALK

- Mini-Hunter asked a lot of questions.

We played around the garden, climbing the fence, playing tag, hide and seek and every other childish game available at those times. Then he went to his parents' room.

His father looked younger, happier even. He was laughing along with Hunter's mother and our friendship officially started when he said:

"MOMMY! DADDY! I FOUND A KID IN THE STREET! CAN I KEEP HIM?"

At 12 young boys, we created the ARO or the Awesome Rebel Organization. We were the only members. Then Hunter found Addie and I, well, er, I um...I fell in love with her.

ANYWAYS, I went to the very same kitchen and grabbed some of May Louise's soup and then a sandwich and a glass of water. It was good...

"Sorry for using your brassiere May Louise," I whisper. She chuckles.

"Oh, I wasn't using it anymore! Too torn, but at least I know it's famous!"

I grin and sit next to Jason and Veronica, now adults and married. Felix and Dane, their 5 and 3 year old sons grin at me with mischievous grinned and I play with the kids.

Soon, it's the Reaping.

All of us servants who live in Mr. Rhodes' ranchation wear the same. A dirty white shirt which looks brown, beige pants and dark brown shoes. The girls wear white-brown dresses, stained with food. Maybe they pin their hair.

We go into the plaza and I can't help notice how PRETTY Addie looks. Her red hair luxuriously pinned up by her mother and a white dress which was obviously hers too. She shines, like a fire in the middle of a snow pile. My beautiful fire.

"HEY DUDE!"

Hunter ruins the moment popping next to me, but I feel glad.

"S'UP!" I say.

We walk and chat over to the line and we don't stop talking until a Peacekeeper pushes us apart harshly. I want to hit in the private part and so does Hunter.

Baisey Shinynails smiles at us and says a huge speech about Panem, the Revolutions, history, the Hunger Games and whatnot. That's boring. I look over at Hunter and he's making faces at her and making me signs about how fat her bottom is. I nearly laugh.

She seems to notice and glares when she says:

"Let the Reaping begin!"

The first name was the worst.

"ADELINE HANRAN!"

I feel my lungs breaking in half when Addie slowly and cautiously goes up. She's shaking, my rose is shaking. Addie, the hardest and most tomboy girl in the District.

I take my chances before Baisey picks the next person. Addie has NO chances of surviving whatsoever, and she's not going to be better alone. The kids who get in the Hunger Games ARE HUGE! Like super bulky, like Redwill the horse!

I had to be with Addie. I had to protect her. She had to survive. I had to help her.

I sigh, trembling with my decision and when Baisey says:

"JACOB KIRBE!"

I do it. I say it. The 2 words that changed my life FOREVER.

"I VOLUNTEER!"

As I pass Hunter, he looks startled. His eyes wide in surprise and fear. Losing his 2 best friends can be hard you know.

I stand next to Addie timidly when I finished presenting myself.

"Jay," whispers Addie, "you didn't have to do it you know."

I catch myself with a thin smile. "The motto. The ARO motto. 'We all suffer together.' I guess I'm doing this."

But remember when I say that my lungs cut in half when Addie when up. My heart exploded when the next person came. It was like betraying a brother. The person who came up was...

Hunter.

I felt devastated. Only one of us would live and-and what if Hunter got killed? Or I had to kill Hunter? I OWED Hunter a life, but I had to protect Addie. Oh lord!

Hunter comes next to us and smiles weakly. His bravado's gone obviously, going to his death train.

"Hello," he says trying to be brave and funny like he always is. His sarcasm is still there. "It seems like I joined the party!"

"A very fun party," muttered Addie. Her family is crying like crazy. But nobody will cry for me. Cassie is crying for Hunter.

"Well," I sigh finally with enough bravery to see the blue sky which now looks gray and hopeless to me and I continue sadly, "it seems the ARO motto is going pretty as it's saying. Well, we all suffer together."