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The Hunger Games - Band Version

Chapter Two

The peacekeepers led me into a room in the Justice Hall. I sat on the small couch underneath the window and waited. All I could do was wait. I guess this is where I say my goodbyes, but I couldn't think of anything except how I was gonna win this, and save my family. Lord knows that they won't survive if I'm gone. Katherine doesn't know how to hunt for shit, and mom is too busy staring at walls to give a damn about anything.
I heard the door open and then Katherine suddenly ran into my arms. I hugged her back, and I knew I didn't have much time left.
"Katherine, listen. We don't have much time." She started crying. "Listen! Don't take any extra food from them, it isn't worth getting your name put in more times. Gale will bring you game, and you can sell cheese from your goat."
"Just try to win. Maybe you can." She said.
"Of course." I stroked her face. "I am smart, you know."
"And you can hunt."
"Exactly." I gave her one last hug, and then made my way to my mother.
"I'm not gonna be here anymore. You can't tune out anymore. Not like when dad died." I said to her.
"I won't." She whispered.
"No, you can't. You have to be there for her, do you understand?" she started to cry. "Don't cry. Don't" I said as I took her into my arms.
Suddenly the doors busted open, and my family was ripped away from me in an instant.
I sat back down, and buried my face into my hands. I heard the door open again, and I assumed it was the peacekeepers coming to get me, until I felt some familiar arms wrap around me.
"I'm fine." I said through my tears.
"Listen Rosaline. You're gonna be okay. You're smarter than they are. Get to a bow." Vic said to me.
"They may not have a bow!"
"They will if you show them how good you are! Just give them a good show, that's all they want! You know how to hunt."
"Yeah, animals..."
"It's no different Rosaline.." He lifted my chin up with his finger and looked me in the eyes. There was something there that wasn't in the woods this morning, and I swear I could kiss him then.
"I'll see you soon, okay?" he said as a peacekeeper took him outside the building.
Four other peacekeepers escorted me and Jaime to what I assume was Effie's car.
"You guys are in for a treat! Crystal chandeliers, platinum doorknobs.." After that, I just tuned out. I didn't care about the luxuries of the capitol. I just wanted to be back home, hunting with Vic again. We soon got to the train station, and then we all boarded.
I couldn't believe it.. I hadn't seen so much food in my life. It was quite beautiful, I have to admit. Me and Jaime sat beside each other in some plush chairs, and Effie sat in a matching one across from us.
"Well, I'm gonna go find Kurt. He's probably in the bar car..." Effie said and walked off to another part of the train.
"Have you ever met him? Kurt?" Jaime said to me. Damn, first you throw bread at me, now I can't even get a 'hello' before I get asked questions?
"You know Rosaline, he is our mentor." You don't say, dumb fuck.
"Okay, I understand if you don't wanna talk, but I don't see anything wrong with getting a little help.":
I instantly turned and glared at him. Fucking seriously? A little help? When I needed a little help, nobody was there, and your little bread-throwing ass didn't help any.
Just as I was sure I was going to go off on him, a very drunken Kurt walked in. He instantly headed over to the alcohol.
"Congragulations." He said with a tacky smile on his face while pouring some liquor into his cup. He lifted up the lid to a metal container and looked inside.
"Where's the ice?" he said. Neither of us answered. He just nodded then slammed down the lid.
"Alright, so when do we start-" Jaime started.
"Woah, woah, so eager!" Kurt took a sip of his drink. "Most of you kids are in such a rush these days."
"Yeah, I want to know how to win." Jaime said.
"Alright, well, embrace the probability of your death, and know, deep in your heart, that there is nothing I can do to save you." He gave us that cheesy smile again.
"So then why are you here?!" I snapped at him.
"Hmm, for the refreshments." He didn't at all seem phased by my sudden attitude.
"Alright, that's enough of that." Jaime went for his drink, then Kurt restrained him with his foot.
"You made me spill my drink!" Kurt sighed. "All over my brand new pants." He got up and steadied himself on the side table. "I think I'm gonna go finish this in my room."
Great. I'm just now leaving home, and I'm already fucking things up.

Notes

Chapter Two, Yay! Sorry it took so long to put up, but the first time I wrote this it deleted it. I was so pissed. But yeah, it's up now! I hope you enjoy!

Comments

@pickup_thepieces_x3
HOORAY! :) haha

JessiePTV JessiePTV
4/18/14

@JessiePTV

HOORAY FOR BEST FRIENDS

You are my knew best friend for making this story

JessiePTV JessiePTV
4/15/14

@RosarioRosanna
Omfg I love you too bae!

I thought I was the only one who thought Kurt Cobain was like haymitch! Holy crap!

todiefor todiefor
4/6/14