A True Game's End

**WARNING: This may contain spoilers from the Hunger Games trilogy**What if there was never a "Wrinkle"? What if Katniss, Peeta, and all the other victors never went into the Hunger Games again? In this story, Katniss and Peeta train two 15 year old tributes, Willow and Rye, who are also childhood friends. But, of course, these games are different because its a Quarter Quell. How will these games end? Will friend turn against friend? Or will being friends be their winning advantage?


11. Willow- Music

Honestly, there's probably something wrong with me. Is it Capitol air?

These stupid Games are ruining everything. Or is getting kissed on the cheek by your lifetime crush not bad?

Once the cart slows, I step off, walking pretty fast into the elevator, ignoring Rye's call. The elevator shoots up to the 12th floor, which I find empty except for the Avoxes. I grab a small cookie I find on the table and whisk away into my room. Plopping onto my bed, I grab one of two remotes on my bedside table. I press the 'Play' button, immediately surrounded by violent music that pierces my ears. I quickly hit 'Next', which turns on a channel of people talking. I press it again and hear the most beautiful music. From my knowledge, it sounds like violins and guitars. But it is so beautiful. I turn it up so nothing from outside can seep in and I am left in a world I wish I could live in forever.

I finish my cookie and change out of my dress, which now hugs me in a thin layer of sweat. I come across a flowy mint green dress and quickly slip it on. Suddenly, the urge to dance to the music flows through me and I let it take over.

My feet tap all around my room, this dress flowing around my legs, a smile crawling onto my face. I spin around until I come close to puking. I pretend to ballroom dance with air. I let myself fly into no thoughts and fill myself with this music that I've been missing my whole life.

No one that I hear comes in to tell me its dinner, and no one tells me to sleep or turn down my music. Eventually, I feel too tired to dance anymore and I turn down my music and fall onto my bed.

"That's what I needed," I whisper as I close my eyes.

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