❝ There are some things which you can never 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞. Not even the 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝗼𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝗼𝐧𝐞𝐬 will do so.
-You should have played by the 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, Maeve. ❞
*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ
•pre 74th hunger games.
•oc x oc.
•original plot...
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"And for our first reaping of the day, we've got district one!" Caesar Flickerman's voice comes out of the speakers of the tv, which are images of district 1's plaza, with thousands of people gathered around for the event.
It doesn't matter who gets reaped on district one. They won't go the games anyways, since there are hundreds of kids training for the games with a deep and strong desire to go. For them, being reaped is as bad as the rest, because it means people will volunteer for them and they'll loose their chance to go.
After about 30 people volunteering, they finally have their tributes.
The girl, Ranciella, is a short girl, but looks fierce and deadly. Her green eyes scoot little flames that send me chills through my spine. But it isn't her the one that worries me, but the boy tribute. Zachary, who is an eighteen year old boy. He must be 6'4" at best, and his wide and broad shoulders make him look like a deadly beast.
If I wasn't sure this isn't a good idea before, now I regret being Fred's best friend. No, not that. I regret being exposed to the public eye this much.
Fred notices my goosebumps on my arms and holds my hand even tightly.
"And next, we've got the Capitol's favourite district, but unfortunately, not the Capitol's favourite tributes of this year!" I overhear Caesar say. My heart sinks. We all know who their favourite tributes are. Oh well, who their favourite is.
District 2 tributes are worst than 1. The girl, named Candice, is a tall, dark skinned girl. Even her beautifully long hair screams "fear me." And the boy, Wade, catches my eye instantly. He is attractive, and very. And I fear about him the most. If he wins the Capitol's heart, and steals it from me, then I'm screwed.
Next tributes I actually payed attention to, are the district 4 tributes, whom are also professionals. But this wasn't the thing that caught my attention about them, it was Fred who snapped me back to reality, letting go off my hand to point at tv.
"See, Maeve, that is Finnick. You are gonna meet him tomorrow, as soon as we get there." He whispers in my ear.
Finnick and him became good friends during the year. Fred made the usual tv appearances and supposedly caught his attention. When he went to the Victory Tour, they met as victors for the first time and spent most of the time Fred was on district 4 together. After he had to leave, they called each other on the phone almost every single day. And I couldn't even bother him if they were on the phone, he wouldn't pay attention, or make me talk to Finnick if I wanted to stay with him and have a little bit of his attention for myself. So yeah, I've basically talked to Finnick quite some times. Whenever he would unexpectedly call and I would be in Fred's house already, or whenever he did or said something he thought he needed to tell me immediately. They saw each other just once after they started talking every day, and it was when they both were at the capitol at the same time.
