User blog:SceneQueen998/Story of Annie from district 4

i wrote a chapter of this for a english prodject where we had to make a fanfiction, tell me what you think!

(This part is Annies POV)

Chapter 1:

I really hate The Hunger Games! I know I should love it because I'm in a Career district, 4. But I just hate them! I mean every year I watch someone I know or have seen before get slaughtered. You start to build up hope as they make it farther and farther. Then of course they just…die. I can't say I wouldn't fight if I were chosen. I would! I think of what my father always said, "Annie, honor will always be honor. But life is an exciting ride that you can never get back," he told me that when I was five years old right after my cousin Sindra was reaped and killed. She made it to the top two.

"Wake up you freak!" screams the same annoying voice as my best friend Dian Wave. I open my eyes and what do you know? It's her. "What do I owe this pleasure?" I ask rubbing my eyes. Dian grabs my exposed foot from under the covers and yanks me off the bed! I hit the ground hard! "If you weren't a Victor I'd beat you down!" I say rubbing my now throbbing head! "Oh calm yourself. If I was your mentor I'd do that every day!" she says. Dian has been a mentor for three years now with the Finnick Odair! She one when she was only 12! She's a prodigy! Now she's just a normal sixteen year old like me. Except of course her house which is the size of the Capitol!

She picks out a pink dress for me to wear. I personally hate that one but it is the Reaping and she doesn't particularly enjoy this day. We leave the house.

"I don't get how you live in that house all by yourself!" she says as we exit.

"I just can't leave it. Not after…," I trail off.

"Yea yea I know. You don't have to say it. I know the story," says Dian brushing a piece of her golden hair away from her blue eyes.

"Dude, you are so lucky!" I shriek.

"Why?" she asks. I find that funny because she is practically the luckiest girl in the whole District!

"You get to be a mentor with Finnick!" I say clapping my hands like a complete idiot. But what do I care? I am a fricken nut job!

"Will you stop?" she says obviously embarrassed.

"Or what? Are you afraid I'll do something crazy?" I ask.

"Yes," she says bluntly.

"But when do I ever do anything like that?" I ask sarcastically. She rolls her eyes.

When we get to the city square we hug each other. "Good luck," she says. "Don't worry…..I don't need it," I reply. She cuts through the crowd up to the stage and takes her seat next to Finnick who smiles at her. Dude if that was me I'd die! I stand by some of my other friends. We talk about how amazing Finnick looks until our escort comes on stage. Her name is Envy Skyler. Everyone gasps at what she is sporting this year! An obvious color theme of navy blue! Like seriously everything is navy blue! Not kidding! Her hair, lips, skin, eyes, clothes, you name it! Yuck! She taps the microphone sending piercing sound waves through the crowd. We all cover our ears in annoyance. "Hello one and all! Welcome to the 70th annual Reaping! I say to mix things up we start with the boys!" she calls.

She pulls out a slip of paper, "Amex Destrian," she calls out obviously pronouncing the name wrong. "I volunteer!" screams a boy with jet black hair and green eyes. He's big and muscular like a giant brick! Yikes! He mounts the stage.

"What's your name?" asks Envy.

The boy puts his arm around her as if they were old friends and steels the mike, "James Sway. Remember it!" he says and then walks over to the side.

"Now for the girls!" says Envy.

For a split second I lock eyes with Finnick!

Oh no I've been starring!

"Annie Cresta!"

He must think I'm an idiot….that was my name!

Everyone turns and looks at me. I see myself on the screen. I swallow all of my emotions and start walking towards the stage. I can see myself on the TV, sly and clever looking. Good. I shake hands with James and then shake hands with my new mentors. First is Dian. I'm about to say something but she gives me a look that says not now. Next is Finnick. His grip is tight and he looks down at me with his deep green eyes. Then I'm taken away.

But strangely all I can think is, ''Oh my gosh! Finnick Odair just shook my hand!''

Tell me what you think for more chapters!!

Amber, The Scene Queen 04:20, May 20, 2011 (UTC)