Tori sat elegantly in her seat. Obviously I was sitting wrong. I knew because of the stares and from all around the table. I only saw 9 other girls. Tori told me about the seperating because of the crowds this year.
"Excuse me!" Tori smiled politely, dragging me with her. I looked back to see the eyes. Every single pair of eyes, fixed on me. "Hurry up!" she said, dragging me by the wrist.
We arrived in the ladies bathroom. She looked to check for feet, before starting her quick dining lesson.
"So, as I said before, we're late with all training. Its not like you'll need these skills in the arena, but still. Sit up. You know what? Just do exactly as I-" she started. The door was creaking. Lottie was there.
"Are you girls alright?" she questioned.
"Oh yes! Just telling her a few things about George," Tori lied. It sounded so believeable. Even I believed it.
"Which is?" Lottie asked, her eyes on me.
"He loves gutair!" I replied, remembering exactly what she told me about 6 months ago.
*Flashback*
"If anyone asks you anything when we're speaking in private, its George. Always say he loves his gutair. If they ask again, say he loves all Jcats. Its important," Tori said sternly.
"But wha-" I started.
"No buts. That is exactly what you say. You'll keep us out of trouble. Understand?"
"Understood."
*Out of Flashback*
"Mhmm... okay," Lottie said, not sure whether to believe it. "Come on girls!"
We walked back to the dining room, Tori nudging me and pointing to herself. I nodded. She walked like a swan swam. It was a beautiful walk, which she never used at home. I copied her exactly and she winked. It's nice to know I have someone to talk to before I die.
I sat down and starting eating my soup. Not just any way, I was eating the Tori way. Then, the main course. It was something I had never seen with potatoes, which I was very common with. Tori told me it was a special fish from Harlo, the edge of Bonming. I nodded.
My fork poked the fish from Harlo. Another thing I knew from here. Harlo, and that Harlo was the fishing capital of Bonming. I cut some off and bit it. It was the best tasting thing I have ever put in my mouth. I finished it all, with no stares from anybody. I felt so good.
"Okay, everyone!" Lottie announced. "We're playing some party games now! Get ready to have some fun!" she smiled. My smile turned into a frown after the words 'party' and 'games'. Those two words are not good together.
"I know you may not know this game in Sellet, Alison, but you'll understand!" she smiled. I heard her whisper under her breath "Even though all people from there are about as smart as a brick."
I stood up, throwing my napkin on the table. My fork and knife rattled on the empty plate. The whole room went silent. Everybody made me feel nervous. I'm Alison Brown. As if people scare me.
"I'm about as smart as a brick now, am I?" I shouted. Tori whispered for me to calm down, but I pushed her off. "So, Lottie Clancy, the so called 'amazing announcer', is actually calling me as smart as a brick? You watch people fight to the death for a husband, while dining in fabulous food. I have trouble finding food. People in my town die of diseases all you people in Ramuff have cures for, but never give. All we have is nothing. Now you, are about as smart as a brick," I yelled, slowly walking to the door. But the knife was thrown.
A/N:
Sorry I took so long. I really need to stop guessing when I'll post. It is SO annoying. Now I've posted! Ooh! A rant! What will happen next?
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The Husband Games
Fanfiction(Based on 'The Hunger Games'. Not all mine.) The Husband Games - where 15 girls fight to the death for a boy. When Alison Brown is picked to go into the Husband Games, she gets a shock. She doesn't want to die, but why live either? It's cold and da...
