Daughter (Hunger Games Fan-Fic) {Watty Awards 2015} (COMPLETED)

Chapter 1 of The Spark of a Revolution

  I walk quietly towards the control/conference room, every person I pass salutes, making me want to take a knife to their throats.

  When arrive at the control room fifteen pairs of eyes lock on mine.

  "Good afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen! I am Primrose Mellark. Please don't call me anything other than Primrose, I will slit your throat..." I smile, "Understood?" Everyone shakes their heads, "I am what most people call the Mockingjay, I am also a general, as of seven months ago when that doofus got in the way!" I point at Chariton, "He almost ruined a bombing. Now, back to the important stuff. For you Capitolheads..." I eye several of the soldiers, "This isn't the Capitol, you stick to a schedule, get a goodnight sleep, and obey every word your general says. Several of you will be paired with Jonny, you may have seen him around, he is literally always watching." I stare at them creepily, Chariton cracks up, "Shut up Charley! I like scaring them is that so terrible?"

  "Sorry Rosie." He says still chuckling.

  I walk over to him and jab my finger into his collar bone. Ever since him, his sister, Arabella, and his friend Tee, were saved by the lovely me, Chariton and I have become great friends.

  "If you call me that again my finger will be replaced with a knife." I smile.

  "Jeez! Hands off would ya?"

  I straighten my leather jacket.

  They tried to get me to wear a uniform but I refused, I hate looking like everyone else when I am so different.

  "The other half of you will be paired with Sargent Maxwell and I. Max wishes he could be here to meet you all, but he is getting your blood samples to Jonny, who is also very sorry you couldn't be here. Any questions?" Elias Whetstone raises his hand. "Elias Whetstone, the one and only. Your father was an instructor for the previous rebellion am I correct?"

  "Yes. I-" Elias tries to continue but I cut him off.

  "Your questions will be answered at a later date, I have a very important meeting to get to." I smile.

  "Yeah, a makeout meeting." Charley says sounding snarky.

  "You are released, everyone but Charley that is." Charley slouches in his seat as everyone else leaves.

  "Sorry Rosie." He says standing up from the table and shuffling towards me.

  "Stop calling me that!" I snap.

  "Sheesh!"

  "Sheesh right back at you."

  "I know what you need."

  "What?"

  He smiles and runs towards me throwing me over his shoulder.

  I laugh the blood rushing to my head.

  "Let me down!" I shout giggling.

  "Never!" He runs through the door and skips through several hallways.

  "Seriously! I am turning beet red!" He still doesn't set me down.

  I put my hands under my chin, setting my elbows on his spine.

  He spins a few times, making me giggle.

  "I hate you." I say calmly.

  "I know." He laughs.

  He knocks on a door, and when it flies open he shouts,

  "Delivery for Maxwell Hawthorne!" I hear Max laugh.

  "How ya doing Rosie?" Max giggles and walks into the empty hallway, closing the door behind him.

  "Now that all the blood has rushed to my brain! I feel good as new!" I say sarcastically.

  Charley sets me down and walks down the hall like nothing happened.

  I shake my head a few times and turn to Max.

  "Hey." He smiles his lips touching mine.

  "Hi." I smirk, wrapping my arms around his neck.

  Max pulls away smiling.

  "I was thinking." He says playing with my hair.

  "Um-hm."

  "Me and you, haven't gone up to the roof in awhile."

  "Way ahead of you!" I drag him towards the stairs that lead to the roof.