Parties and Peacekeepers
Author's Note: Please don't be too judgmental! This is my first attempt at anything other then a short story, and I won't be able to update regularly, but I'll try to every second weekend when I'm at my dad's! The hunger games don't belong to me, but Satrina and other made up characters do! Now, without further adieu, I present the stupid, crazy anti Snowness, that is Satrina Odair!
SATRINA
I've never really considered falling in love. It would just be dangerous for us. Ecspecially our children, but I guess it's dangerous for all children in Panem, the Reaping makes sure of that. It just be more dangerous for our children because of my older brother.
Now, your probably thinking "Why the heck would your older brother make the reaping more dangerous for your children?" Well, here's the awnser: My older brother's a victor. Buut he's not just any victor either. He's Finnick Odair. Victor of the 65th Hunger Games, and probably the best looking guy on the planet.
Now do you understand why falling in love isn't an option?
Speaking of reapings, one happened eight days ago. Luckiky, I wasn't reaped, because it was my first year. Being a twelve year old with a victor for an older brother wouldn't help my chances of survival. But I'm the Capitol anyways.
The only reason I'm here is that last year during the summer while Finn was in the Capitol, I almost burnt the house down. He hasn't trusted home alone since.
At the moment, I'm some stupid yipee-23-children-are-going-to-die party. What fun.
Sometimes I wonder how these people can live with themselves! They have a ridiculous accent, look like aliens, and celebrate the death of twenty-three kids anually. Wow.
I look around the room for Finn, and within a couple minutes,I spot him seducing some random Capitol lady. I sometimes wonder if Finn will ever grow up. While he seduces some random lady, I have to fend for myself at a party. A Capitol party.
"You are just such a good older brother Finn," I think to myself, "Abandoning me at a party full of people who might as well be from the moon!" Finn's fellow victors won't be any help, since I only know the ones from Four, who always ignore me. Not sure what I'm supposed to do, I find a corner and try to ignore the roar of the party, but that's pretty hard when the dance floor is mentally calling my name.
"Satrina! Satrina!" It seems to beckon, "Come Gangnam Style! Come Shuffle!"
"Shut up dance floor," I think, "I don't feel like dancing." So the dance floor decides to leave me alone, but that's just because within a few seconds, peacekeepers suddenly storm party, and everyone begins to scream.
"FREEZE!" Screams one of the peacekeepers at the top of his lungs. Everybody freezes and looks at the peacekeeper expectantly. "WE ARE LOOKING FOR THIS BOY!" He holds up a picture of a bow with blond curls and hazel eyes. He looks about thirteen and relativly human, as far as Capitol standards go. "HAS ANYONE SEEN HIM!?" Silence. Suddenly, the peacekeeper's eyes fall... On me. He walks up to me. "Have you-"
"BLAH BLAH BLAH!" I yell. "I HEARD YOU THE FIRST MILLION TIMES!" The peacekeeper opens his mouth.
"Well, I thought-"
"WELL, YOU THOUGHT WRONG!" I yell, "DO YOU WANNA SHUT UP AND GO AWAY NOW? I ENOUGH PROBLEMS WITH PEACEKEEPERS AT HOME! I DON'T NEED PROBLEMS HERD TOO!"
The peacekeeper shuts his mouth, but only for a second. Instead, he whips out a gun lighting fast and presses it between my eyes. "You look too young to be a victor but you have a district accent and you're here, so you probably know about the boy we're looking for," The peacekeeper snarls.
My eyes make contact with Finn's. His face has gone pale, and his eyes are filled with fear.
"You see, the boy we're looking for has been suspected of rebellious behauvior, and-"
Suddenly, a shout sounds from across the room. The peacekeeper looks in the direction of the shout. So does everyone else in the room. Another peacekeeper has someone hanging by the collar of their shirt... It's the boy.
Suddenly, an emoition I've never felt before wells up inside of me, and I only have one concious thought. "I must save him."
It all happens at once. I step one peacekeeper's foot hard and run in the direction of the boy. When Mr. Peacekeeper tries to persue me, Finn tackles him to the groud. And the party is in chaos. People run in all directions, and a peacekeeper halls the boy into the hallway. I push through the crowd, and emerge in the hallway just in time to see the peacekeeper shoving the boy around a corner.
I take a deep breath and follow them.
Soooo... What do you think? Do I suck as much as I think I do? Or am I just to judgmental myself? Please comment and tell me what you think! If it's bad, try to just say some constructive criticism! If you say something mean for the sake of being mean, the ninjas will come for you... Thanks! Long live Odesta!
