The goodbyes were just depressing for me. I couldn't see everyone sad when they realize that only one of us returns, and three don't.
I look through a special album in my gallery on my phone. I slide my finger against the smooth screen and I smile. I'll finally be able to meet them. Even if I die and never return to my loved ones, at least I would've gotten to meet them. I slowly close my eyes and drift off into a deep sleep.
The Games were nothing like the books, mainly because there's more than 100 tributes participating. And the amount of people attending vary by state. So there's probably 4x more people in these Games than in the books.
As I get off the train, I see Julio, Colt, Devon, AND Blake at the train station. I guess they're meeting up to form their alliance. I stare at them, time slowing down as my eyes move to Devon. He looks at me and I lose my breath. His dark brown eyes search deep into my soul for some sort of answer. His tall figure, his hair, everything, is making me weak in the knees. Oh my god, this can't be happening right now. I turn around before I fall to the ground. I walk through the door with Faith.
"You okay?" Faith supports me to keep me from falling.
"Yeah, just dizzy." I start sweating and feel my cheeks getting hot. Devon is going to be the reason why I get sick before the Hunger Games.
"Now here's Devon Battilega, MCSG PvP player from Arizona!" The crowd goes wild, rounds of applause and whistles in the background. I look up at the screen and smile.
The host asks him a bunch of questions about his YouTube career and his MCSG status. Somewhere inside of me, I was... Longing for him, and I wasn't sure why, but I have this exact same feeling for-
"Any strategies for this Hunger Games?" The host interrupts my thoughts.
"Kill as much as I can." Devon's voice sounds determined. Damn, this is going to get really bloody.
"Well there you have it! Devon Battilega everyone!" The crowd cheers once again and he walks off of the stage. His arm brushes against mine as he walks past me, and I look back at him. His eyes turn back to me and I feel myself shaking. Devon, stop this. He then turns around and continues walking. Did I just...
The rest of the night is a blur. Tomorrow me, Faith, and the other two tributes with us were going to be thrust into the arena, with more than 100 other tributes fighting to be the victor for their state. And no matter what happened out there, I knew I had to try my hardest to survive. Even if it means going to the extremes.
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The Survival Games
FanficIt's funny when you realize how much pain you're in once you've been selected as tribute. Emotional pain, physical pain, mental pain. Yet there are those people that can ease that pain, even if it's for a short time. This is the story.. of when I wa...
