betrayal is all that came to my mind . the one boy i trusted . the one who trained with me everyday . the one who helped me comfort a kid who was upset . the one who promised to protect me at all costs . the one i made a truce with . i quickly went back to my room and ignored Andrew when he tried apologizing . this may seem childish , but i trusted him .
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sabre : do i have to look like this during the interview .
stylist : yes .
sabre : no no no don't . my stylist moved my hair covering the scarred eye . my stylist dropped their selection of ties for my suit .
stylist : why have you been hiding this from me .
sabre : i think of it as a distraction .
stylist : you have to have that showing in the interview .
sabre : i rarely have it uncovered by my hair .
stylist : well then . during the interview star toff with that eye cover by your hair the move you head so your eye is uncovered . you know like a curtain .
sabre : if your sure about it .
stylist : scars make the fighter . and remember if you get scared remember they already love you .
sabre : alright . i walked onto the makeshift stage when my name was called . the black tuxedo with flame accents practically lit up the night . i sat on the couch on the stage and sat with my eyes trained on Andrew . the host asked me a question and i answered it politely . after a few minute s. he brought up the sensitive subject of my brother's name being called at the reaping.
host : what was your reaction when your brother's name was called . can you tell us why you volunteered .
sabre : no . not all of you . i had to make a way to change the subject so so i moved my head slightly my scarred eye was uncovered and the host immediately went onto ask me about it .
host : how on earth did you get that scar .
sabre : i was attacked by wild dogs when they got into the district twelve a few years ago .
host : thats interesting now please tell us about your reason for volunteering .
sabre : um i . i felt my muscles tense up and my voice sounded like i was on the edge of a mental breakdown . i was terrified when i felt the comforting feeling of someone holding my hand . Andrew was sitting beside me helping me feel braver than i was . my brother is only twelve and i love him more than anything . thats why i volunteered .
host : so do you have a girlfriend back home .
sabre : no not exactly .
host : oh come on there must be some special girl in your life .
sabre : he's not a girl and he's not back home he's always with me .
host : oh is he your best friend . what's his name .
sabre : i can't tell you . i looked back to andrew and he winked at me . did i really just say i liked andrew in front of the entire world .,.
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The hunger games 09sabre edition
Fanficsabre is pick for the 74th annual hunger games that he had been training for his entire life . how will his training hold up when he meets the kind hearted and innocent Andrew .
