A/N: Hello! I hope you guys have had a good start to the summer if your summer holidays have started because mine has! :) The reason I haven't been updating as much is because I've written a story on fictionpress called I'll never win. Please take a look at that if you have time. My penname is jojo 167 (minus the space) too for fictionpress. Here's a summary: "We've been playing this Game for ages now. It was fun at first until the kiss… I had been winning for a while but then he did the one thing I didn't expect; he kissed me. He kissed me and it wasn't a part of our Game but I pushed him away. I mean how can I not? He's basically my brother! He told me that I've finally won, but if I've won then why do I still feel like I've lost?"So here chapter 7! Enjoy and please review! It makes me so happy if you do and I promise I'll update faster if you give me review! :)
Chapter 7
Effie. Effie squeals in excitement.
"Truth or dare Effie." Clove hisses.
"Truth!" Effie shrieks.
"Shit…" Clove curses.
"What Clove darling? Was that a bad word I just heard?" Cato smirks.
"You, just shut the hell up."
"Gosh Clove, with all the bad language I'm sure that you'll be damned to hell when you die." Cato mocks.
"What part of shut the hell up do you not understand? I'm trying to torture someone here." Clove growls. Innocently, Cato puts his hands up as if he's surrendering.
"So Effie, if you had to kill someone in this room who would it be and how?"
"Clove! That is an awful question! How could I even think about killing someone! That is utterly preposterous!" Effie shrieks as if that question offended her deeply.
"Then do you pick dare?" Clove grins evilly.
"No, I am not a coward or a picky woman like everyone thinks I am. If I pick something I stick to it." Effie says with her head held high.
Cough, cough. "Yeah right." Cough, cough, cough. "Everyone knows that." Cough, cough, cough. "You're the pickiest" Cough, cough, cough. "and high pitched woman in the whole of Panem." Cough, cough, cough. Marvel sneers.
"Marvel! Manners!"
"I'm sorry, I was just coughing. Is it a crime to cough now?" Marvel smirks. Then he turns away from Effie and whispers to the others, "My point exactly."
"Well, back to the truth. Effie…" Gale speaks up.
"Oh right. Maybe… Cato."
"WHAT? WHY NOT HAYMITCH! I MEAN HE'S UNCONSCIOUS HALF THE TIME AND HE'S LIKE OLD, LIKE VERY VERY OLD SO HE'D DIE OFF ANYWAYS."
"Cato! Don't speak about elders that way! You need to learn how to respect people."
"SAYS THE PERSON WHO WANTS TO KILL ME!"
"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to come off that way. Please don't yell at me!" Effie cries.
"God… Effie's so moody. One second she's commanding everyone like she the boss and the next she's bawling just because Cato shouted at her." Katniss whines. Clove is laughing her head off right now.
"So how will you kill off over there?" Clove asks.
"I'll first give him a shot to numb his body, then put him asleep, then suffocate him."
"WAIT WHAT? ARE YOU TRYING TO TORTURE ME HERE AND HOW DID YOU KNOW I'M SCARED OF NEEDLES! WHO TOLD YOU! AH CLOVE YOU TOLD HER DIDN'T YOU! MY LIFE IS OVER!" Cato screams while curling into a ball.
"HAHAHA! Cato's scared of needles! So now he isn't brutal Cato, he's sissy Cato!" Peeta laughs.
"SHUT UP PEETA! JUST SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU STOP LAUGHING! JUST SHUT UP!" Cato squeals like a girl whose PMSing. Suddenly, Haymitch grabs Cato's arm but Haymitch is still sleeping.
"HAHAHA! I'VE GOT THE SWORD NOW! I CAN KILL YOU CAPTAIN KITTY!" Haymitch screams.
"GET THAT THING OFF ME! Why is my arm wet… HOLY SHIT! HE'S DROOLING ON ME! GET THAT BEAST AWAY FROM ME!" It takes three people to pry Haymitch off and even after they have, Haymitch is still sleeping like a baby. After everyone has calmed down, Effie crawls to the middle of the circle and spins the bottle. When it finally comes to a stop it's pointing at…
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