Chapter Four

Savannah.

"Wait, who even are you?" Gale asked her rudley.

"My names Savannah. I was the district eight female in the 74th Hunger Games" she told him.

"I'm sorry I killed you" Peeta said, sincerly.

"It's no problem. Thanks for killing me. It was nice of you. Otherwise I would have died slowly and painfully."

"Haha! I wish lover boy hadn't killed you. I hurt you so you would suffer, not die quickly" sneered Marvel.

"Shut your fat gob you stupid, Capitol monkey. Leave her alone!" Cecilla screamed, putting a protective arm around Savannah.

"Woah, ugly pregnant lady on the loose!" Glimmer sneered.

Gloss, Cashmere, Enobaria, Brutus and Marvel hooted with laughter and high fived her.

"Good one!" Cashmere giggled.

"Thanks"

"Look. None of us like you. Why are you even here? You weren't even invited!" pointed out Finnick.

"We attend every party! We are the heart and soul of every party" sneered Gloss.

"Oh get a life! Nobody actually likes you!" Johanna pointed out.

"Just because your jealous of us, Mason!" Cashmere screamed.

"Oh no! I fear your mighty lip gloss and handbag against my stupid little axe!" she mimicked.

"We don't have to put up with this" Gloss said.

"Good, the doors that way" Cato said, pointing towards the door.

"Cato? Why are you banishing us? Aren't you leaving with us?" Glimmer asked in disbelief.

"No. I'm sick of all the lip gloss and fake laughs. I'm sick of all the Mr Cool Guy acts and having to be mean to everyone who aren't careers and as stuck up as us. I hate it. I hate not being able to have a conversation, let alone hang out with, the girl I love. I love you Clove. I'm sorry I was such an ass hole before. Just know from the bottom of my heart, I really do love you." Cato told her.

"I, I love you too" she whispered back, shocked that the love of her life had admitted that he loved her too.

Cato grabbed her shoulders and pulled her and gave her a rough but passionate kiss, making her spine tingle.

"Oh get a room!" Marvel yelled in disgust.

"Cato, you are no longer allowed to hang around with us, and if you try to, I will kill you." Brutus snarled, leading the rest fo the career pack minus Cato and Clove out of the house.

"Phew! Now there gone! Truth or dare, Savannah?" Gale asked.

"Truth please!" she answered.

"Okay, why did you light the fire in the arena?" he asked curiously.

"Boring!" Booed Johanna.

"I lit the fire because my mentor, Woof, said it was fine. He sent me the matches to set the fire.

"Woof? Did you purposly try to kill her?" Cecilla asked in disbelif.

"No, I was incredibally drunk and you'd gone upstairs to speak to your husband and make sure the kids were okay. I looked at the screen and saw her shivering, so without thinking, I sent her a pack of matches. I'm sorry" he told her.

"Don't appologise to me. Appollogise to poor Savannah. Your stupid actions resulted in her death. Stupid idiot!" Cecilla winged.

"Sorry Savannah" he mumbled.

"It's okay. I would have died eventually anyway. I'm glad it was over quick before I had to kill anyone though" she answered, sighing slightly.

"Spin the bottle then! Let's bring some more fun to the game!" Clove whined.

So Savannah, the unknown tribute from eight, span the bottle. It landed on...

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