Gale's Fate Awaits [On Hold]

The 74th Annual Hunger Games: Gale's story

"Primrose Everdeen!" Effie Trinket, District 12's escort announces. The crowd goes silent. I see Prim slowly walking up to the front, the back of her shirt falling out from her skirt. I look up at Katniss who is staring wide-eyed. Prim reaches the stairs and Katniss yells her name. "Prim! Prim!" Prim turns and runs to her. They talk for a few tense seconds before the Peacekeepers grab Katniss. She struggles and shouts, "I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" My Katniss, going into the Games. Prim makes a break for it, running to Katniss. They hug and Prim doesn't leave. I take it as my cue, to grab her. I pick Prim up and look at Katniss, my love, "Up you go, Catnip." I mutter, full of anger. Anger at the world, anger at Panem, anger at the President. Making kids kill kids. Sick. Katniss walks up to the stage and I zone out. I stare at Katniss. No one claps for her. Instead, everyone, including me, bring their three middle fingers on their left hands to the lips and raising them in the air. It's respect, it's thanks, it's love. Effie stalks over to the boys bowl and reaches in, digging around for a name. My name's in there 42 times. Prim's was in there only once. Once! She digs around and pulls up one slip of paper. She stalks back to the microphone and opens it. "Gale Hawthorne!" She yells. Oh no.

Short, I know. I'll update more once I realize someone's reading this... I realize this may not at all be accurate with the book, but it's a different story line...