Real or Not Real?- A Hunger Games FanFiction

Chapter 12- Game on!

I hate to be doing this but my stupid best friend (winx51 AKA Liz) asked me to. So I'm advertising her stories Dear Anonymous and If Only I Hadn't!! Thanks for reading guys!

P.S. If you're reading this Winxy (can't erase it now, huh?;)), you need to update your books please!!

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Chapter 12- Game on!

Buzzzz

I growl and roll over. I don't want to answer my cell phone right now.

Buzzzz

Who could be calling me this early? I cover my head with my pillow, trying to ignore it.

Buzzzzzzzzzzz

It starts getting louder and I sit up, my hair sticking in every direction. All at once everything comes back to me, knocking me back and bringing tears to my eyes.

I'm not home. That's not my phone. I fell asleep on the roof. How did I get down here? Unless....

I look over and see the object making the loud buzzing was my alarm clock. I see a big red button and press it hesitantly. I sigh in relief when it turns off. There's no telling what big red buttons in the Capitol do.

I roll out of bed rubbing my eyes. Was that amazing dream true? I've never felt that good in my life. It can't be true.

I groan and go to take a shower. I carefully press the buttons from before. About the middle of my shower, my thoughts drift elsewhere. There's something nagging at me, something at the back of my brain, begging to be heard. It's like there's something in the air that I'm missing. It seems so obvious.

When I'm about to turn off the shower, without thinking, I hit the big red button. I'm shouting before it even reaches me. I'm overwhelmed by lemon smell again. I jump out, coughing and trying to fight away the yellow mist. I growl and run into my room. I'm planning on wearing my clothes from last night because I don't feel like trying but I see something set out for me. I pull them on, fitting nicely. I walk back into the bathroom and dry my hair in ringlets. I put it in a high, curly ponytail and leave to face the world.

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I walk into the dining room to find Katniss. It looks like she's not having a very good morning either and she's wearing the same thing as me. She's getting her own food so I walk up and grab a plate. I get eggs, sausages, something that resembles a donut, and an orange. When I slice the orange open, the smell adds to my own that I'm so overwhelmed that I have to put it down.

"How much do you like oranges?" Katniss asks as I'm draining my hot chocolate. I gulp it down and swipe my lip with my arm before I answer.

"Not that much. The showers seem to like them a lot though."

"Yeah. I think I smell like lemon. Wouldn't you have saw that coming great psychic?" she teases.

"That's the bad part of the deal. I can't see my own future." I shrug trying to not sound like I'm lying. I'm a bad lier.

"That must suck." she says. She sounds like she believes me and I'm surprised. She turns back to her food as Jay, Haymitch, and Peeta come in at the same time. They must have been having a "guy talk". Jay piles his plate with everything and sits down beside me.

"Excited about the training?"

I stare at him as if he's gone crazy. Heck, maybe he has.

"Of course I'm excited to show them how much of a target I am!" I growl, biting into the donut-looking thing. My mouth fills with lemon creme and I gag. I spit it into my napkin, making everyone laugh at me. Good thing Effie wasn't here to see that.