~~~~~~unlucky slip of paper~~~~~~
I'm shaking with fear as our district escort, Kekia steps onto the stage. I can't help sniggering at her ridiculous outfit. Purple spiked hair, Sky high silver shoes, and a bright metallic dress.
"Well hello there young victors to be! And welcome to the 74th annual hunger games! And may the odds be ever in your favour." Her voice is sour. She used be the district 1 escort but was demoted this games, so I can understand her disgust. District 5 hasn't had a victor since the 67th games.
"Now let's do the males first!"
She graces over to the large glass bowl and twirls her hand around the bowl as if allowing some magical force to plant the perfect name into her hand. She makes up her mind and plucks a slip from the bowl.
"John Mckenzie!"
I've never heard of that name before and a part of me is relieved.
But that feeling is short lived as Kekia waltzes over to the female reaping glass. My stomach threatens to give way as her fingers glide over the pieces of cream paper. I close my eyes to seal the nightmare away as she chooses a slip.
"Foxface Newman!" Her voice is like a death sentence.
My mind goes numb and a don't move. I see my face, which is now broadcasted all over Panem, contorted with fear. I mentally scold myself for appearing weak as I stumble up to the platform. I can't bear to look at my mother's face, which is now overflown with fresh tears. I give a glance at my district tribute who is visibly weeping. Sook.
"Ladies and gentleman lets congratulate our district 5 victories to be, Foxface and John!" Her voice blares over the speaker.
The citizens which once cared for me are now cheering for my likely death. A small tear creeps out of my eye and escapes down my face.
My hand are clammy and my mind is clouded with thoughts when I hear a knock on the door. Just as I stand up to see who it is, my mum barges in.
Tears freely stream down her flushed cheeks as she embraces me. Her oaky sent that once comforted me, only makes me cry harder. After an eternity mum finally releases me. Her voice choking with sobs she muttered words into my ear.
"Make them pay."
The peacekeepers rush in and steal my mother away from me. I couldn't see her face, but I could still hear her words.
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Little purple berries
FanficFor a tribute who spent most of her training time studying poisonous food, she made a seemingly stupid mistake. But what if foxy meant to eat those death sentence berries
