Chapter 2

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"Now, let's select a gentleman, shall we?" Reina called. She looked too happy, well could I blame her? She had one of the best districts after all. I already knew who was going to the games. Cato was going to volunteer, I knew it. The name called was, "Oliver Ramirez!" Oliver walks up and Reina looks excited. She always does when someone big gets picked. Especially with Oliver. Oliver was probably the biggest male still eligible. Reina cheers, "Let's give it up for Oliver Ramirez and Lana Brown!" As per usual no one claps. They just stare up at us. Then peacekeepers take us into the justice building. They lead me through the maze of halls and finally to a fancy room with a sofa and a window seat. I just stand there. Why did I let  this happen? The door bangs open and I see my family.  My mother just stands there, and Simon wraps his arms around me. I let him cry. "Simon. Listen to me. I can do this. I will make sure it's quick, if it has to be."
"No!" He sobs. "You can't die! You have to win." I looked at him. There was a way that the people of District Nine promise, we interlock fingers. It would be an oath to keep until my final breath. "I promise, I will try my best, Simon." I stood up and look at the younger twins. They are too young to understand. Just like Izi was with Annalisa. I turn to my mother. "Don't do what you did with Annalisa." Is all I have to say. Not to go into that depressed state. I knew she would though. Then we all just hug. Probably for the last time. Peacekeepers come in and take them away and the Ramirez's come in. "I will take care of him." I say. They just stare at me and whisper. "Thank you. We will take care of your family."
"Thank you." I reply. Once again peacekeepers come in and take me to the train. Ironically I didn't get a visit from Dasha.
My district watches us board the train. They just stand there sadly. I explore the cabins. Mine is pretty nice, a four poster bad and a whole bathroom to myself. I stand in front of the mirror. I look nothing like myself. Black eyeliner layered thick. I scrub it off and put on a maroon top and pants. I look at the pile of clothes discarded on the ground. I pick up the necklace. A black string with a knife pendant. I put it on and undo my hair.
I walk into the dining cabin. Elliot, Lexia, Reina and Oliver are already there. "What did I miss?" I ask. Oliver smiles. But it's Elliot that replies. "We were talking about how to survive."
"Oh gosh, is there homework? Because I missed the lecture." Elliot regards me coldly. "If you want a chance to survive, drop the attitude." I roll my eyes, one last rebellious act. Lexia views me nodding. For what? I sit down and take a roll. It's really good. "Anyways," Elliot continues, "if you can get the Capitol to like you, you can get stuff. Don't kill off the easy people, and show them what they've never seen before." Okay, but what about when we're actually in the arena? I shake my head. "This is stupid. 'Get the Capitol to like me' I hate the Capitol." I stand up and walk briskly out. Just as I stop to pull the door open I hear Lexia mutter, "She's the one." But I slam the door and rush to my cabin. Once there I curse myself. Why must act this? And to my mentors? And Oliver, he probably already knew. I watched out the window as the Capitol came into view. A city of bright colours, like the candy Trinity and Lamina hide in their room. We have arrived at the Capitol.

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