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The Rebel and his AngelI was always the weird kid at school. The rebel. I didn't play by the rules, which wasn't the District One way. I shunned the luxury and pampering and struck out on my own, training in the alley behind the Training Centre while all the others threw spears and battled with swords like sheep. Well, they could be the sheep. I was the tiger.
I started dating Glimmer because of the rumours that I was gay. I wasn't. All the girls I'd ever met just weren't up to my ideals is all. Glimmer didn't either, to be perfectly honest; she was too perfect, too eager to please. I wasn't what she was searching for either but we both used each-other mercilessly, each praying that the partner of our dreams would show up at some point. They didn't. So we remained a couple.
A week before the Reaping, Glimmer and I are in my room, kissing. We are partly doing it to convince my parents that we are actually together, but are also doing it because we're teenagers and like to kiss. So, yeah.
'Are you volunteering
'My Little Canary' Chapter 3Six years later
Wiress was fed up with people saying how sorry they were. It was all they had done ever since Beetee's name was called, that and tell her she'd get through it.
But he's coming back to me, she wanted to scream at them. Don't you understand? He promised! She'd cried so much that first night she was sitting here now, waiting for the Games to begin, completely dry-eyed, something she never thought she'd be. The Arena looked quite good; it was a mountain range with a forest off to the left and the ocean to the right. The ocean. Wiress had never seen the ocean before.
There he was. Rising up on the same platform she'd risen from six years before. They'd been so close, so close to forever. Now they were going to lose it.
Wiress was alone, crouching on the floor of her sleek, white, chrome Victor's Village house, her eyes glued to the television. Her mother had left to watch on the big screen in the square, uncomfortable and awkward around her distressed daughter.
'I'll never let you go' Chapter 10Clove
Jealous. How dare he? That boy thought the whole of Panem revolved around him, I thought, angrily stabbing the pancake on my plate. It was breakfast the next morning and I was still fuming about the love-story-to-be between Cato and Glimmer. Okay, so I hold a grudge. Shoot me.
Lucia watched me push the pancake around my plate, agitated. We were the only two up and had been for an hour, as Brutus and Enobaria did what they liked and Cato had barricaded his door and not answered Lucia when she'd hammered on it for him to get up. Cato and I were expected at training in half an hour and the rest had important business to attend to in the Capitol, namely raising interest for us amongst the sponsors.
'Do you think you could try getting him out of his room, darling?' Lucia said to me, a hint of desperation in her voice.
'Me?' I snorted, pushing my plate away from me. 'What makes you think he'd listen to me?'
'I suppose,' Lucia sighed. She looked away for a few seconds then back to me, a
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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