President Paylor has been assassinateded by Alva Snow; who returns to take over Panem with a fiery vengance. The 77th Hunger Games have officially begun. Silver Iris and Rye Mellark have been drafted in the Reaping - along with Axel Hawthorne, Retiarius Odair, Alura Abiteth, and twenty-one helpless others. Will Gale and Katniss finally receive their long awaited apologies, or will bitterness take a deeper root? Will the Capitol's invisible grasp on Katniss and Peeta's mind weaken, or will watching their children suffer drive them over the edge? Twenty-six tributes, only one can live. Happy Hunger Games. And may the odds be ever in your favor.

For this story, start off with a glassful of 17 year of californian sheltered life. Pour it into a large bowl. Then, make it dissolve with a raw car accident, changing the sweet taste into a bitter one. Let it marinate before spontaneously adding some thin awakening salt and the herb of a new city and school. Mix it gently with a wooden spoon before adding the right amount of friendliness, a pinch of luck and coincidence, and a handful of obnoxious yet handsome male. If you've followed the recipe right, you'll end up with drama, friendship, second chances, unforgettable moments, and maybe, just maybe, a bit of love.