Fighting for Life

I was chosen for the 80th annual Hunger Games, since then that bastard Snow has bumped up the age.

This is my story.

“What’s going to happen to us?” I said as my face contorted to a pained expression. “I don’t know, I really don’t know.” He said I saw tears come to his eyes and I gently reached out and held his hand “We’re gonna be okay.” I said, he smiled at me, even though we both knew it was a lie.

“Alexandra Carrington!” She said as she looked around expectantly, I heard a mangled cry come from over by the boys. I turned my head as I walked into the open space “Jack! No!” I sobbed as my best friend broke into the aisle as well, I reached for him but was pulled back by the guards, and he sobbed openly and blindly struggled against the peacekeepers. I was pulled on stage and I wiped away the tears that stained my pale skin, I closed my eyes and breathed deeply I focused on Jack as she got ready to call the boy for our groups.

“Look guys don’t kill each other. Ironic, I know. Taylor if you lay a hand on him, I will fucking kill you.” I said as I looked Taylor in the eye, he looked away and I looked to Shawn. “Shawn, I’m not a baby, I can handle myself. Now you guys need to back off from each other.”

Sneak peeks ^