Hello! Thanks for all the reading, and the story alerts and reviews, and I'm trying to sort out my spacing, but I think this website might hate me a little.
Seeing as I only posted it last night, the amount of reading this is getting is a little crazy mad.
I think you all know, I don't own The Hunger Games, or Glee, because if I didn't I wouldn't be sat in my bedroom writing about it, I'd be making this shit happen!
Also, I would like you to know, I take no pleasure in killing off some of these characters, and if it wouldn't leave my story crappy, everyone would live. Except Jesse. Because he's an ass.
Thank you! And happy Hunger Games!

I'm off my plate before I realise it, racing toward the cornucopia with the hope of getting a pack before all the bloodshed begins, I see Brittany race ahead of me, and she grabs a 2 packs, throwing one in my direction. I grab it before it hits the ground, and we back away, just in time. I see Jesse swing a sword in Brit's direction, but she glances out of the way. He looks like he's going to start after her, but he pulls up short when a sword suddenly erupts from his chest. He looks down, confused, but Brittany doesn't miss a beat, pulling the sword from his hand and jumping back next to me.

Jesse's body falls to the floor, and I see Matt grinning behind him. I don't know whether to feel sick or relieved, but I don't have time to register it as Brittany's pulling at my hand, pulling me away from the blood bath that's already happening. We run off into the trees, and spend about an hour running until we reach some trees with wider branches. I look up, seeing how far up the trees climb.

"Can you climb?" I ask Brittany, and she nods. I smile at this, and begin to climb rapidly, Brittany at my heel.
Once we're settled on a steady branch, high up the tree, we investigate what's in the packs we took.
There's a small supply of food, 2 full water bottles and another 2 empty ones, a sleeping bag, and some small throwing knifes, which means hunting will be a lot easier.
We stay perched in our tree until nightfall, when a big screen appears in the sky. I didn't have a chance to count the canons when we were running, but now I see that 8 people died today, which means there's 16 of us left.

Both tributes from District's 9 and 10 perished in the first day, along with Sugar from district 4, Harmony from district 6, Mercedes from district 11 (I felt Brittany stiffen when her face flashed up, and I felt sad as well, we both liked her.) The last face to flash up was Matt, Brittany's district partner. I could feel her shaking next to me, and it took me a second to realise that she was crying. I shifted slightly, so I could wrap my arms around her, and pulled her into me. She'd told me she'd grown up with Matt, that they'd lived on the same street all their lives, and he was like a brother to her.

I held her while she cried, smoothing her hair and rocking her slightly. She stilled after a while, then yawned loudly. "You sleep" I mumbled into her hair, "I'll keep watch."

Although our first day in the arena was pretty eventless, Brittany goes out like a light the minute I tell her she can sleep. Crying can really take it out of a person.
I smile down at her, and brush a strand of hair off her sleeping face, admiring just how really beautiful she is.

I've never a met a girl I've felt like this for before. Relationships with other girls are frowned upon in the Seam, I remember a few years back, two of the girls from the mines started dating, and people threw rocks at them in the street. My mother supported them, though, which comforts me a little, to know she won't feel sick when she watches me and Brittany interact.
I don't know how the people in the Capitol will feel about it, they'll probably just be enthralled with the scandal of it all. I sigh softly and lean my head bag against the branch, when I hear people passing below us.

I quietly shake Brittany awake, and then put my fingers to my lips and point down, she nods in understanding.
I poke my head down from the branch, just enough to see who's passing below us.
Kurt of District 2 and Blaine from District 6 have stopped under our tree, panting.
"I can't believe you saved me." As Blaine speaks, a canon fires and he looks pained. I hear him strangle out a broken "Harmony" before he falls to the floor.
Kurt sinks with him, and cradles him, stroking his hair. And like that, I know these two won't be a threat to us, not tonight.

I dangle from the tree a little more, shooting a small look to Brittany to let her know it's okay.
"Yo, Lady Lips, Other Gay," they look up at me in confusion. "You two gonna canoodle down there all night, or are you gonna come up?"
They look shocked for a second, before Kurt pipes up. "If we come up there, they'll push us out, or stab us or something." Blaine puts a hand on this arm.
"They aren't going to hurt us." He looks up at me, "Is Brittany up there with you?"
Brit pokes her head through the leaves, smiling.
Blaine starts climbing the tree, which he's surprisingly good at. I look back down at Kurt, who's still stood on the ground, pouting.
"Come on Lady Trousers, ain't got nothing to be afraid of." I make a motion for him to move. "Unless you wanna wait down there until your fellow careers turn up and hack you limb from limb."
That's enough to move him, and he clambers up the tree behind Blaine, slipping a few times.
I wasn't wrong about the careers though, they come running past a few minutes later, Rachel at the head of the pack.
I hear Kurt mutter "bitch" under his breath, and I chuckle.