*Tristan Denting's P.O.V.*
I run a comb through my usually messy blonde hair. Today's the day of the reaping. Being from District 4, I stand a really good chance in the games. I take one final look in the mirror: My hair neat and clean, a sea-blue shirt, new khakis, dress shoes. I look good. I flash myself a smile and stumble downstairs into our sea-themed living room. My family lives on the water...my parents on a boat somewhere fishing and me in the house. They'll be coming to the reaping today, though.
I set off towards the square for the reaping. This past year, I've been thinking of volunteering. I'm strong, and good-looking. The sponsors will rain gifts on me, hopefully. I saunter through the gates to the squares and join my other friends in the seventeen-year-old section, goofing off and telling jokes.
"Look, man, it's Fannia Odair," my friend River mumbles, and I turn my head so fast I give myself a cramp. Fannia Odair is the hottest girl in District 4: straight bronze hair that reaches the middle of her back, big, seducing sea green eyes, long, tan legs, and a nice body. Even though she's only fifteen, she's rumored to have kissed nearly all of the seniors at the school. She's wearing a nice dress, yet it's short and revealing. She definitely wouldn't need help getting sponsors. Fannia turns around and catches me staring at her. I gulp, embarassed, but she sends me a playful wink.
Odi Marquette, our escort, claps his deep purple hands together impatiently. The crowd settles down as he announces himself and the Hunger Games.
"Now, let's start with the ladies!" Odi screams as he fishes around in the bowl. "Fannia Odair!" Fannia makes her way towards the stage bravely, but she's shaking. Suprisingly, no one volunteers. "And now for our boys!" Odi takes a paper out of the opposite bowl. "River McM--"
"I volunteer!" I crow. River shoots me an angry glare; his name was called. I saunter over to the stage flipping my hair out of my face.
"Your name, son?" Odi asks.
"Tristan Denting!"
*Fannia Odair's P.O.V.*
Tristan is rather good-looking. I caught him staring at me earlier, so I sent him a flirty wave. Nobody can resist my charm.
My sister-in-law, Adelaide, is hugging me tightly. I have to admit, I never thought I'd get picked. I'm scared out of my wits.
"Fannia, I want you to be careful," Addy says seriously. I nod and hug my nephew, Harbour.
"I love you guys!" I scream as I'm being dragged away to the train.
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Fatal Reality: The 800th Hunger Games
FanfictionWhat if Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark were victors from different games and then fell in love, no Capitol-Defying done. Well, the Hunger Games would still be on! In the 800th Hunger Games, the Quarter Quell ticket is that the games...will be n...
