"FUCK!" Darry shouted as he shoved everything off the table after hearing president Snow announce the rules for the third quarter quell. "On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the strongest among them cannot overcome the power of the Capitol, the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors." the words still ringing in my ears. Finnick and Annie, we could lose two members of our gang. I loved them to death but not as much as Darry loves Finnick. They grow up together. My parents liked Finnick too. But what was really sad was Finnick loved Annie and if they both went in at least one of them would die. The capital won't allow a repeat of last year with those kids from 12. there's three male victors and two female victors still alive from our district, so well just have to see how things work out.
Finnick won the 65th Hunger Games and Annie won the 70th. I remember all the good times we had befor Annie went mad, we would all walk down to the beach everyday. Sometimes we would swim, and others we would all get on one of the boats and go along the cost. Darry's job was fishing and Finnick didn't have to work because he was a victor. He went in the games when he was 14 and received a tridant as a gift. He used his nets and traps to to catch other tributes and he would spear them.
Most of the fun times left with Annie. She saw the male tribute from our district get beheaded and went mad. She survived the games by being the best swimmer when a damn broke and flooded the arena. When she came back everything changed even more. We were so glad she won but we had tohelp her with everything. She couldn't get near water anymore with out freaking out
This is just something thats been stuck in my head since I read Catching Fire. let me know what you think about the idea. Sorry it's so short.