Hello! This is my new story! J It's basically just taking the main tributes and characters of the Hunger Games which are Katniss, Peeta, Glimmer, Marvel, Clove, Cato, Thresh, Rue, Haymitch, Effie, Annie, Finnick, Prim, Gale and Foxface and this is a story about them playing truth or dare. Usually I would do some fairly long chapters but this story will just contain a series of short chapters. Enjoy and review!
"Katniss! Katniss! Today at school, my friend told me about a game called 'Truth or Dare'! It sounds really fun! Can we play it?" Prim announced. Katniss raises an eyebrow.
"Do you know how to play?"
"Yeah, of course!"
"Well…" Katniss sighs.
"Come on! It'll be fun!" Effie squeals.
"Fine." Prim and Effie round everyone up and try to make a circle but it ends up more like an oval. Peeta sits right next to Katniss then looks at her with excitement probably hoping that someone will dare her to kiss him. Finnick is shirtless and showing off his abs to Annie. Haymitch is collapsed on the floor, completely knocked out. The rest are either excited for Truth or Dare or bored out of their minds.
"So who goes first?" Gale grumbles.
"I'll go first." Clove mutters.
"Why don't we get a bottle and spin it?" Glimmer suggests. Katniss snatches the bottle that Haymitch is clutching and dumps the few droplets that are left onto Haymitch's face. He rubs his face but falls limp again. Katniss places the bottle in the middle of the circle and uses a flick of her wrist to spin it. When it finally comes to a stop, the cap is pointing in the middle of Cato and Finnick.
"Maybe we should spin it again." Foxface recommends.
"Nah, I'll take it." Cato booms.
"Okay! Truth or dare?"
"Dare." Clove's mouth twists into an evil grin as if Cato is her prey and is about to get eaten.
"I dare you to rate all of the boys in this room out of 10 and then kiss the boy who has the highest rating right on the lips."
"AW GROSS! I dig chicks but dudes are not my thing."
"Oh backing out now are we? I didn't know you for being a wuss." Clove teases.
"Fine. Thresh 7. Marvel 6-"
"Wait, 6? God, that is insulting dude. Well, at least I won't be kissing you." Marvel huffs.
"Okay… Now I'll continue… Uh… Haymitch -1, I like my men sober." He smirks.
"Gale, 7.5 and Finnick 8."
"8? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I'M A FREAKING SEX GOD! I DESERVE A 10000000 OR SOMETHING! UGH CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HAVE THE FACE TO GIVE ME SUCH A LOW DAMN SCORE!" Finnick complains.
"Go on, kiss him." Clove sneers.
"Eghh… I swear that I'm going to get you back." Cato says while looking disgusting.
"Oh don't try and act like you have never kissed a guy before."
"Well… So what if I have? I'm not gay."
"Hurry up." Clove whines. Finnick teases him by curling up his finger and pointing at his mouth, trying to draw him in. Cato just rolls his eyes. There's an awkward silence as Cato avoids his gaze and their lips move closer but still not daring to touch. Suddenly, Clove can't hold in her whines anymore and screams, "OH MY GOD JUST HURRY UP!" Then, she slams their heads together resulting in their lips crushing each others.
"What the hell was that for?" Cato howls.
"I was trying to speed things up. You're the one who was taking forever." She smirks.
"I swear that I'm going to get you back."
"Guys, if you're going to fight take your little argument somewhere else. We're trying to play truth or dare here." Marvel says.
"Fine." Cato flicks the bottle while putting his hands together in a praying position and whispering, "Please be Clove. Please be Clove." The bottle finally stops and lands on…