The Cholo Hunger Games: Honor of Mockingjay

District 6

~Zavier's P.O.V.~

I gracefully got up out of bed and down to the kitchen. I fixed a quick breakfast and headed back upstaires to finish getting ready for school. It's gotten pretty normal for me to work for myself. It's been hard since I lef the Capitol, my choice, but I manage it. Especially with the advantage to live in the biggest house in Victor's Village. All the homes are usually identical but I had mine changed. Me alone in this big house. I once had someone to help me around the house and the district but i no longer need them. I can even remember the look on her face when she left me to live on my own; that servant. I guess my sister, Jezebell, has grown even more cruel now that I'm gone.

I marched my way into the school, greeting a few friends on my way to my locker. They don't know I'm from the Capiol. They think I was once home schooled and that my parents managed to keep me well fed. There's only one person that knows about where I'm from, and I intend to keep it at one. Then I turn to the sound of the double doors opening. My smile dropped and I was caught glaring at my ex-girlfriend, Kyah. She walked in holding onto her younger brother's hand. She catches my eye before she turns into anoher hallway.

I decide to follow her. She can't yell at me in front of her only seven-year-old brother. Right? ...Well at least not too harshly. I approach her while she's cheerfully playing with her brother before she releases him into his classroom. Then she stands up straight and the smile is wiped off of her face as soon as she sees me. Then she marches right pass me and to her own locker. I walk after her, but her speed increases. She can only go so far, though.

She stops in front of her locker and takes out her book, trying her hardest to avoid my stare. But, her eyes kept trailing off to me as I leaned on the neighboring lockers, not breaking my gaze. Why are we this angry at each other? I mean, I know I did her wrong but the truth had to come out sometime and, yes, it hurts. But I have to break the ice with her. Maybe she'll forgive me, at least. If she does, I won't bother asking for her trust. Knowing I probably won't ever get it back.

"You cut your hair," I say finally.

"No shit," she says with a straight forward, sarcastic tone.

"Looks nice," I say. I manage to smile at her.

It really isn't hard to smile at Kyah. It's just hard to get a smile to creep out of her. She's a very fun and joyful person to be around, actually. You can tell by the way she treats her family, her younger brother especially, and her close friends. I had that privelage but I blew my chance and all I get now is the cold shoulder from her.

"Don't lie to me,"she says.

But I wasn't lying. I put all my anger from our little feuds behind me and told the truth about her appearance. Everything about her is beautiful. Gorgeous, actually. Appearance and all. "I'm not. It looks nice. And you look-"

"Save your crap for someone who gives a shit about your opinions, Zavier," she says while closing her locker. "Don't pretend like you want peace with me, because I know you now. You'll build me up just to tear me down. I know you and I know your people."

"Kyah, I'm sorry. I've said that so many times. Please forgive me," I say with self-pity.

"Sorry won't fix the damage you and your lies have done."

She's right. I hurt her and her family, badly, without even knowing. But, she was generous enough to keep my background a secret. I dont deserve forgiveness but I'll still try to get it. I can't have he hating me. It still hurts.

"But can't we put all that aside and move on?" I ask, hoping not to get screamed at.

"Aside? You want to put all of that aside? Do you not remember what you did? Who are you?" She exclaimed quietly. "You're Princeof Capitol. Big shot. Everyone wants you. Why did you even come here? To hurt me. That's why. As if you havent already. I told you everything my family has been throgh and you still didn't tell me, then, about yours. Then I find you and your family are the reason."

"But I-" I croaked.

"'But' nothing! Most of my family are either avoxes or dead because of you. But why? For you and your bratty ass sister's enjoyment! Then you take us to your luxurious haven then put us in an arena to kill ourselves. And make our families watch their children get slaughtered," she stated. "So, no thank you to your peace offering. It won't do much."

And with that she walks away. She's riht. Most of what's left of her family were killed or turned into mute avoxes, though half of them did no harm. And she was right, also about the Hunger Games. They don't really kill themselves but it's just the same. The districts have become a whole since the Dark Day. Which they ae reminded, every year, not to repeat by watching their children die. With only hope of one victor, hoping they're from their district. My family came up with it ages ago, but why is she blaming ME for her hatred toward the Capitol? I can't help it that I was born there. That's one of the reasons I came here. To humble myself and understand the minds of these people.

But I just lost the mind, body and spirit of the person I cared for the most. Again.