Fishing.
Why fishing.
Water.
Water.
Thinking of water reminds me of Percy for some reason. Percy is apparently someone from home. Who knows where that is but I still felt homesick. I still didn't belong here.
I was given a blue dress as blue as the sea. It had seaweed all over it. And fish. Images of fish.
My curly blonde hair was straightened which I absolutely hated. Also the makeup part. No. I looked like a Barbie doll when the designer people where done with me. I just wanted to mess up my hair.
We were told to stand on these chariot things, not fall off and smile.
We started. We were the fourth chariot. I wonder if Percy was in the twelfth chariot.........
People roared and cheered as we passed by. Some people through flowers at us and cheered. I smiled and stood there awkwardly. Some people yelled my name over and over which was kinda creepy.
I convinced my designer to let me wear sneakers. I took about twenty minutes but he couldn't fight against my good points. One of them being I can't walk or stand in them so I would just fall off.
He couldn't argue then.
He gave my green sneakers.
We finally got the very front of the weird runway place. I looked around at all the tributes and saw him. I somehow recognize his face from anywhere. His seaweed greed eyes matched the seaweed on my dress. He was wearing a pure black suit that looked like it was on fire. Coal.
I looked at me and his eyes widened as if realizing it was me. Then the girl beside him taped him and pointed at the man starting to walk out.
Who even was that?
He did some speech about the hunger games. People cheered and cheered and then we rode back out.
Finally we were able to go to our rooms. We hade the fourth floor. Apparently each district got one floor.
Max walked next to me and asked,
"You see him?"
I answered, "yeah....."
"I'm pretty sure after interviews we're doing training. I'm guessing you want to align with him?"
"Well yeah."
Max nods and walks forward more.
"And here is your living quarters." Finnick says.
It was so fancy.
One thing upset me though.
"Any books.....?"
Everyone looked at me like I was asking for this whole place to myself.
"No Annabeth. There are no books. And we don't even have any books back at district 4."
Oh.
I looked at my new green sneakers.
We didn't? Did I like to read because of where I'm from? But why?
"Your dyslexic as well," Max adds in.
I am? I really needed to go to bed.
I nodded and went to my room.
It was a nice bedroom.
I was told that tomorrow we had training. For the hunger games.
Great. My death was coming closer.
I decided to get some sleep. Clear my mind. It was hard. Especially because Percy was in my mind but I ended drifting off to sleep.
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Let The Games Begin (Percy Jackson/ Hunger Games Fanfic)
FanfictionPercy Percy wakes up in a place called district 12. He has no idea about his past but he does know everything about where he is. Like how Snow is ruling and how there is the hunger games. He remembers flashes of his past but they are fuzzy, except...
