One victor, two survivors || Treech x Y/n ||Tbosas

Assignment 1

I had lived in the Capital all my life. I survived through the three year long war, barley getting by though. I lost my mother through it, my father didn't and still doesn't care about me.

I have a friend that I've known my whole life, Coriolanus Snow.

The war ended 10 years ago, today was the day of the Reaping for the 10th Annual Hunger Games.

The Hunger Games, are horrible Games where one boy and one girl from each of the 12 remaining Districts gets chosen for a Game, a Game where they have to fight to the death in an Arena, 24 go in and 1 comes out alive as the victor, sometimes even they end up dying from injuries. But the worst part is that these 24 tributes are children. They range from the youngest age, 12 to the oldest 18. And these kids are innocent. Yes I thought the Districts deserved to pay for what they did, for the horrible years, the starving, everything. District 13 did, by getting completely destroyed, not a building left standing.
The Hunger Games are too much, these are kids that had nothing to do with the uprising. Yet being raised in the Capital we are told to believe everyone in the Districts are violent animals and want nothing but blood, we are not like them.
But that wasn't all today was it was also the day the student with the highest grades received the Plinth Prize.
Everyone knew Coriolanus was going to be the one to win it, he deserved it. And I am the only person besides his cousin Tigris and his grandmother, that knew how much he needed it.

I step outside, the sun was bright and warm, the Capital was still recovering from the war. I walked down the streets, I met up with Coriolanus just as we reached the steps.
I looked down at his dress shirt, I knew Tigris would have been the one to fashion it, and the rose was from his grandmothers garden.

"That is one of her best works, it looks freshly bought." I whisper making show my voice, so only Coriolanus could hear.

Coryo smiled, "Where'd you get yours?"

"Was my mother's, nothing too fancy." I say as we walk inside. "Dean can't deny you the prize, perfect attendance, best grades, you have nothing to worry about."

"Let's hope you're right." Coryo said.

The other students were inside, talking amongst each other.

"Why, Coriolanus Snow, and (Y/n) (Y/l/n)." A female voice came from behind us.

"Clemmie." Coryo said as with a smirk looking at the black haired girl walking towards us, her clothes were new and no doubt expensive.

Clemensia walked up taking Coryo's arm.

   "Are you sweating?" Clemensia asked Coryo as we continued to walk.

   "It's Reaping day. We gave driver the morning off." Coryo said, he was a master at lying. He could spin one off the tip of his tongue in an instant, and make it sound completely believable, I was the only one who knew when he was doing it, I also was the only one who know why, most of the time.

   "Ugh! That ingrate should be begging to chauffeur you around today. Just don't forget. I was your class partner while you're gloating over the Plinth Prize." Clemensia said.

    "Prize? Please. I just want to serve Panem." Coryo told her. 

   "Mmm. Hungry?" Clemensia asked.

    "Cook served steak for breakfast. We had to throw half out."

   "Shame on you, Coryo. Don't you know that they're starving in the districts?" Clemensia smiled, we entered the hall. "Good luck. Not that you'll need it."

Clemensia separated from us, and we walked over to a group of Arachne, Festus and Felix, secretly, I thought they were rather annoying.

    "Finally, the star pupil. And Y/n." Arachne said as Coryo and I walked up.