"The first competitor is Ophelia Bumps"
I drop down on my knees in despair, there is only one position left. Will I be the one who fights it out against her or him. I have never wanted something this much in my life, not even the well-revered Pikachu tazo people died for. I want to win this game, so that my friends get fulfilled with their basic needs. I need this so damn bad. After tedious waiting, Prima calls out, "Our second worthy stalker is Dawn Percy." I jump in the air with happiness, my slippers flying off my feet,. I lied. They are my friend's slippers; I took them from her room. I head towards the podium and commence my speech,"I, Dawn Percy am so exhilarated to be the chosen one." Ophelia coughs behind me. Silly bitch. Um, chosen two."
I glare at her and then proceed to speak, but Prima snatches the mic and announces, "May the cooties be ever in their favor."
"Our second worthy stalker is Dawn Percy." I nearly choke on my bile when I hear those words leave Prima's beautiful mouth. I watch the ridiculous Percy fly up, and rush over to the podium. Puh-Leeze! Someone needs to cut back on the caffeine.
Then I hear a vile noise. One that sounds like two cats in heat, scratching their nails on a chalkboard, while blowing an air horn.
"I, Dawn Percy, am so exhilarated to be the chosen one."
That idiot thinks she's the chosen one!? Ha! My name was called first, obviously Prima knows I'm better. I clear my throat, loudly, though, those big ears could probably hear anything. Percy's body stiffens as I hear her say, "Um, chosen two." She whips her head around and gives me the stink eye. And I say stink eye, because really, it's so ugly I can barely stand it. I glare back at her, when I see Prima grab the microphone from Percy. My anger and hatred suffocate any sound coming from my precious. I shudder as I wrap my arm around Percy's shoulder. I'm going to need to a thorough scrubbing after this, but I need Prima to think that I am a good sport.
Actually, I fight dirty, and this bitch is going down.
(A/N:Dedicated to our almighty stalkee)
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Stalker Games
AdventureTwo are forced to enter. Only the winner gets to feed their friends. In the ruins of a place once known as Wattpad lies the nation of Wacooty. This year, the districts are forced by the Capitol to send two stalkers between the ages of twelve and eig...
