Hunger Games Short One Shot-1
The Chariots were being prepared for the showcase and dread was filling her mind. Never did Willow Mellark think she would be chosen for the new Hunger Games. She was terrified for her life. The other District Twelve boy, she knew he didn't like her. She seemed too fragile to him. And she bet all the capitol thought it would be just like her parents. they were wrong, dead wrong. Williow was nervously tapping the chariot in front of her when a voice broke the silence.
"A bit nervous, Mellark?" She tensed up, not knowing who this voice was. She turned to see a handsome face, a boy holding a trident and sugar cubes.
"Who are you to know?" She said, confidently though inside, she was not. He smirked and Willow had mixed emotions. She didn't know weather she wanted to smack it off his face or be delighted.
"Have a sugar cube and we can talk." She took the cube from him and smiled. "I may be portrayed as a heartbreaker, but the Capitol is wrong." Heartbreaker? Where had she heard that before?
"Really? And what's your name Mr. Heartbreaker?" His smirk grew wider, secretly he was intrigued with her and amused she asked this.
"Malachy Finnick Odair."
That year there were two victors of the Hunger Games, and to the Gamemakers disappointment, they were not from the same district.
