Broken - A Hunger Games Fan Fiction

This is the story of Tallulah, who is picked for the hunger games. Read her story to find out what happens. Don't forget to like and please comment.

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2. Chapter 2

 

The name doesn’t register in my head at first, but as she repeats the name, I realise that it is me. I’m the “lucky” tribute for the hunger games.

“Tallulah, where are you, don’t be shy” Effie says

I look around frantically for Danny. He stares at me, no expression on his face.  I want to run to him, and escape from this place, but I know that, that isn’t going to happen.

“I’m so sorry” he mouths at me

I nod and push my way through the crowd of people. All of them look at me in horror.

“Hurry up dear, haven’t got all day” She stares at me, as if she’s giving me a warning.

The peacekeepers lead me up to the stage, and I manage not to be scared, even though I’m really intimidated by them.

I walk up the steps onto the stage.

“So, Tallulah, can I call you Tal?”

I nod even though that’s Danny’s special name for me.

“Tal, how old are you then dear”

“I’m fourteen”

“Ahhh, well that’s nice! Do you think you have a good chance of winning?”

“None at all Effie!”

“Well” I can tell that’s thrown her. “Let’s have a round of applause for our tribute, Tallulah.

Effie claps on her own. No one joins in. They don’t want to. We wouldn’t want to give the Capitol even the slightest hint that we enjoy these games. No one does.

“Right, let’s move onto the boys”

As she walks over to the giant glass ball, full with boy’s names I scan the crowd for Danny.

I see him standing with his eyes closed whispering something. It looks as if he’s saying please, please. But I don’t catch the rest.

Effie finally pulls out a name and walks over to the microphone once again.

She opens up the card and I stare in horror at the name printed on the card. She hasn’t said it yet, but I already know who it is.

“Danny Starlett”

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