The First Annual Hunger Games

by Callidora Medea

Following the Dark Days, the President of Panem announces the beginning of the Hunger Games. District 4 girl, Cass, District 1 girl, Silver, and District 7 girl, Oak, are all thrown into the turmoil that is the first Hunger Games, and must choose their alliances; decisions that can mean life or death in the arena. All intend to win. But there can be only one victor.

18. Chapter 18- Yet Another Tantrum

Chapter 18.- Oak Peacewood

I sit, avoiding Aldar's eyes. A 5. I got a 5 for my score. Caeso looks around Aldar at me. "What did you do in your private session?" he asks. My voice is very quiet when I answer. "I threw some axes, then I got mad so I threw a lot of stuff, like paint, at the wall." Caeso sits back against the couch. Orden says, "What were you thinking, Oak?" I stand up angrily. "I'm not a dog trained to do tricks! I'm not going to go along with what they say!" "Calm down, Oak," Aldar says. Easy for him to say, he got a 7. "Calm down? I'm not going to calm down! I'm going into an arena to be slaughtered in two days! I won't!" Orden says, "Don't you start throwing things again." I almost burst with anger. Then Orden turns to Caeso and says to him, "I know exactly what her angle should be for her interview tomorrow." That's when I lose it completely.

Aldar ends up picking me up and carrying me to my room and dropping me on my bed. "Get a handle on yourself, Oak! You are only embarrassing yourself!" I glare up at him. "Do you think you're the only one going in there? Twenty-three other tributes, including me, are going in in two days, and only one comes out, Oak. It's not just you." Then he turns around and walks out. I get up and slam the door, then collapse on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Maybe he's right; no of course he's right. But I'm still angry. And I know that the odds are against me. I know I will never come out alive.