Maths class. Yep. Life sucks. It all started when my maths teacher started teaching us about year 12 algebra... blaa blaa blaa. That sort of stuff. When this very formal CIA looking dude walks in asking for me.
He said, "Excuse me. I am here for Anathie Liadain." I just stayed in my seat thinking what the heck? He asked again, "I am here for Anathie Liadain. May I see her." I did nothing again. He start to get angry, "which one of you is Anathie Liadain?" I did nothing, so he decided to turn to my teacher.
Within a flash, the man had a gun in his hand, walked up to my teacher, who was telling at us to get outside, and put it to his head yelling, "Which one is Anathie Liadain!" My teacher did nothing, to afraid to speak. So I decided to step. "Me," I said, because I couldn't be bothered to come up with anything more exciting and heroric, and steped forward. "Ah. Yes," the man said, "It has been required that you be a tribute for Panem's 4th Quarter Quell Hunger Game."
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Panem
FanfictionAll you knew was wrong... What if there was a 4th Quarter Quell Hunger Games? What if Katniss and Peeta never stopped the Capital? What if the 'special' event for the 4th Quarter Quell is that they used people from the past? Join Anathie Liadain in...
