A One Direction Hunger Games

Happy Hunger Games.

Chapter 2:   

We walk onto the lawn and we already saw the whole district in front of the looming stage. Peacekeeprs imminently spot us and Flynn was roughly pushed to the side, where the boys were. And I was pulled over to the right with the girls. 

   "HAPPY HUNGER GAMES! Today is the very special day when two brave boy and girl are selected for the games!" Boomed "Angel" Franta. She was one of those horrid capitol citizens with awful style. I mean she was wearing a polka dot flowing dress with neon hair, aqua heels, too much makeup, and PINK, electric hair.

   Angel talked some more and then showed us the same film. Black and white pictures of the rebellion and destruction of the districts. Then the fear-gripping speech began.

   "Oh how I love that!" Angel said, over gushing. "Let's get started here, LADIES FIRST!" She screams the last words so loud I think my eardrums burst. She floats her gloved hand down into the clear reaping bowl and snatches a slip up. I glance over to Flynn and he gives me a playful wink and smiles. I also see my sister, Lou, in the way front fiddling with the helm of her dress. My brother was seen watching from the nearby oak, with his one time only serious face. 

   "Emily. Emily Heer." Franta stated. She didn't need to scream, I heard her voice rattling my ears even more.

   My heart stopped.

   That. Was. Me. Everyone turned towards me and someone shoved me into the aisle. My feet started walking towards Angel, but I turned around to see Flynn. My poor friend was almost in tears, I gave him a promise glance and promptly marched up. Lou touched my hand as I went past and she was the saddest I've seen her since my mum's and dad's death. I stepped on stage and Angel gave me a hug.

   "Emily Heer ladies and gents!" She bellowed and raised my hand. My district looked up, sorry for me. I then stepped aside, still in shock.

   "Anddd next comes the lads..." Franta says with a rehearsed wink. Typical bloody capitol. Her hand picks another slip but then takes a different one. I close my eyes and prayed it wouldn't be Flynn. Anyone but him. I could never hurt him.

   "Josh. Josh Harris." Angel says. I sighed in relief.

   Josh came up to the stage and we shook hands. Franta then yells 'Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor' shabang and then she leads us through the doors. Thank goodness I didn't know Josh well, we were just vague friends. He was really nice and personable, and just two years older. Before Angel led us to separate "goodbye" rooms, Josh gave me a hug. I told you he was sweet.

   I couldn't  believe I was selected. Chosen to fight to death. Yeah, that's my fate now, mine and everyone's death except one. The victor.

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Comments anyone?? And don't worry one direction comes later since they are from other districts :) And they aren't famous by the way, just wanted to clarify!

xx J & E