The only victor from District 9 is Pablo. He's a bit of an asshole, but he could be the one that keeps me alive, so I feel like I should be nice, at least for now.
The elevator doors ding open and I step out onto our floor. Pablo's standing in the dining area looking mad. He probably knows then. But to be honest, I don't care. He can say what he likes.
Before he can speak, I slump into a chair and stick my legs up on the table.
"Is it true Iris?" He demands angrily.
"Is what true? That you're an idiot?"
His face turns red. "That you turned down a place in the career pack?"
"Yeah?"
"It would have kept you alive!"
"But at what cost? Killing my own brother?"
"It's a small price to pay."
"I'm sorry? You would rather kill your own family and join a bunch of ruthless maniacs that will kill you at the first possible opportunity, than stay with your family, who you swore to protect and keep alive? You're more stupid than I thought."
"I am not stupid!"
"Sorry, that came out wrong. I meant you're a dumb, scared idiot who didn't deserve to win the Hunger Games."
"Yes I did!"
"No you didn't. You hid in a bush and cried at even the tiniest scratch. You ran away when you saw even a flicker from a blade of grass. You killed nobody, did nothing, and should've died if it wasn't for your rich daddy back at home sending you sponsor gifts."
"HOW DARE YOU!"
"Iris?" Asks Robin.
"Yeah?" I reply, giving Pablo a death glare.
"The phone's ringing. It's for you."
"Thanks,"
I walk into my bedroom and pick up the phone. "Hello?"
"Iris?"
"Jonen! Are you okay? Is Clem okay?"
"We're fine. But we made a decision. If you happen to die, leaving Robin alive, we'll send him supplies. Just teach him how to use a weapon and he can win it."
"I- uh... thanks." Then I hang up.
Pablo comes storming in. "We haven't finished talking about your little incident with the knives,"
"Save it for someone who cares, Pablo, because I sure don't."
Sorry short chapter... I will probably upload twice tomorrow, I still have a few bits I need to write. But that's what a 1 hour bus journey is for, right? Pls vote, I hope you enjoyed. And if I don't upload tomorrow then sorry.
-Katherine
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Grain & Blood | A Hunger Games collection
FanfictionDISCLAIMER!! THE HUNGER GAMES IS NOT MY IDEA!! CREDIT TO SUZANNE COLLINS!! (Mild Language) Iris Sheaf from District 9 is 14 years old. She hopes for another uneventful reaping day, but luck isn't on her side. When the name of someone close to her ge...
