Diamonds in District 1 (A Glarvel Fanfiction) REWRITE!

Diamonds in District 1 (A Glarvel Fanfiction) REWRITE!

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Hunger Games
Glimmer Belcourt. 17 years old. Daughter of 2 Victors and the older sister of a boy who dreams of doing what Glimmer has always wanted to do: Volunteer for The Hunger Games. Marvel Sanford. 17 years old. Son of 2 rebels and the older brother of a scared 12 year old girl. The last thing he wants to do is get chosen for the games, forget volunteering. Ex best friends. All they want is to put there past behind them. To move on from each other and their past friendship. For the odds to be entirely in their favor. But then again, they never are. I do not own the Hunger Games or their characters. This is based off the movie.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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