After dinner we walk to our rooms, which are right next to each other. "Goodnight." He says.
"Goodnight." I say back, even though I don't want him to leave me. I feel safe around him, even though he might be trying to kill me in a month.
The room I'm in is about the size as my whole house. There's a huge bed just for me, drawers and drawers of clothes, a black rectanglewhich is a smaller version of the screen that we watch the Hunger Games back home, and a huge bathroom with warm running water. I change into slickly black nightgown when I hear a knock on the door. I look at the clock, it's 11:45. Who needs me at 11:45? I open it and see Kaden.
"Hey." He says
"Hi" i reply.
"May I come in?" He asks
"Sure."
"Look, I have something to get off my chest," he says as he walks into my room.
"Okay," I say.
"Iris, I know I'm about rwo years older than you, but...I think I like you." Then something happens that I never saw coming. He leans down and kisses me, my first kiss. It feels so right, so strong, so I kiss back. We sit on my bed and kiss even more. I reach my fingers through his dark brown hair and move my way down to his chest. I start to fell something, a need, a passionate feeling. I just let my body do what it wants to do. I find my way to the bottom of his shirt; I pull back and look at him. He helps me pull off his shirt and pants. He takes off my nightgown as well and we begin to make love.
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The 72 Annual Hunger Games
FanfictionEveryone knows about life in District 12 through Katniss' point of view. We know the her story of rebellion against the Capitol. What about a normal Hunger Games? What about no rebellion? Just kids killing kids? Let's the 72 Annual Hunger Games begi...
