THE HUNGER GAMES- THE LAST GAMES

by F1R3Bl4Z3

The odds are never in our favour. Mother and Father went in the arena TWICE. Yes, my parents are Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. The last Hunger Games are drawing near and nearer, who really is going into the arena? BASES 15 YEARS AFTER THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY

3. Chapter 3

Chapter three- the Prep team

Effie was the first to talk. "Well, that was very unexpected. I must ring that woman, what is her name, yes Fiana Hult! Yes, I must go ring her now, there must be some mistake, now where is your phone, yep, there it is! Now what is her number? 873-3209-323! Yes it is ringing! Everyone please be quiet for a second!" Everyone's eyes had followed Effie out of the living room and into the kitchen.

"Mum. Are, are you going into the Games?" asked Rose. For once in her life she sounded scared, no, petrified. Why wouldn't she? She had a big chance to be reaped, just like me and Kitty-. ME AND KITTY! I was going to be reaped! What is the chance! The middle daughter to Katniss and Peeta Mellark. Or they might take Kitty! She was only 12! It would be just like the Capitol to take away the youngest and the baby of the family that everyone had a sweet spot for.

Then there is me. I am one year younger than Rose. She is 15, I am 14! Then there are the boys! Peter, the youngest, James, the middle and Finn, the eldest boy. I got up and left along with most of us kids, leaving the adults in the living room and Effie in the kitchen. I didn't even bother to get changed and got straight into bed and pulled the covers right up over my head and tried to get to sleep.

The next morning, I didn't wake up naturally as I was shaken awake by a thing with green skin and blue hair. I screamed and leapt out of bed. There, standing right in the middle of the room, of who I think were people, was a plumb short woman with green skin and aqua blue hair, a man with orange hair and a tall woman with blue skin and purple hair in spikes. "Hello!" Said the woman with green skin. Her voice raised up at the end of the word, making it sound like a question.

"My name is Octovia. This is Flavius. He will be doing your hair! This is Venia, who will be doing waxing and eyebrows and I will do you nails! All good? Lets go. We have work to do!" I just stand there, staring at them. What? Why am I going with them? I ask myself. I say this out loud, "What? Why am I going out to get my make up done? The reaping is days away. I wasn't even reaped!" I say, feeling a horrible feeling churn inside me. "Oh." Said Flavius. "I am sorry Athena, but you were reaped. Yesterday. You were missing and nobody took your place." I listen to this numbly. "You were asleep. For three days."