Dec. 30, 2014, 6 p.m.
The 103rd Annual Hunger Games: Meeting the Mentors
M - Words: 926 - Last Updated: Dec 30, 2014 Story: Closed - Chapters: 9/? - Created: Nov 25, 2013 - Updated: Nov 25, 2013 233 0 0 0 0
Ugh I really hate this chapter. Im sorry. Again, if you have a fav couple, put it in the reviews. Please. I dont want to run out of ideas, and if I have more pairings, I have more ideas in what to do with this. Some might end up ruining the story, but with me, when I fail a few times at writing something, I end up being pissed and randomly have an amazing idea. So... Yeah. See you all tomorrow or the next day. Luvs yall!
"Hi," Brittany said dreamily, breaking the silence.
Sebastian glanced over at her with a smirk, thinking about her falling off of the platform and getting blown up.
"Um... Hi," Terri, their mentor said uncomfortably. "So, what are you guys good at?"
"Im good at dancing!" Brittany exclaimed with a smile on her face.
"She meant something to help keep you alive in the hunger games." Sebastian explained, sneering at her.
"Dancing can help! It means Im fragile!" She retorted, looking victorious.
"Um... Do you mean agile, Brittany?" Terri asked, knowing already that this girl is a lost cause.
"I said that! Anyway Im gonna win and then Im gonna rub it in your dead fucking face! Well, after I have a make out session with Lord Tubbington..." She challenged Sebastian.
Terri sighed, hoping to just get rid of them already.
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Blaine, Santana and Will all just stared at each other for a while, before Will cleared his throat.
"So are either of you two... good at anything?" He asked awkwardly.
"No," Santana said, too quick to have given it any thought.
"Santanas is agile and is good in hand-to-hand combat." Blaine added, "Im not really good at anything though,"
"Youre small enough to hide and stuff, but look at what happened to Rue in the 74th Hunger Games. She was also small and hobbity, but look at what happened to her." Santana said, smirking, but instantly feeling bad.
"Santana! What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" Blaine looked at her with hurt eyes.
Will put his head in his hands, wondering what he was going to do with these two.
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"So, Rachel, Kurt, you guys good at anything?" Brody asked, looking at Rachel with a hungry look in his eyes.
"Weve been training our whole fucking lives. Were good at everything we need to be good at." Kurt said irritated. Hes supposed to be our mentor, hes not supposed to be flirting with a teenage girl whos barely legal.
"Oh. Im sure one of you will win then," He was still staring at Rachel like he wanted to fuck her right there.
"Well, I really want to come back for Finn. He would be so devastated if I didnt come back." Rachel said, fiddling with a necklace.
"Excuse me? Hed miss a little stalker bitch more than his half brother?!" Kurt said, shaking with fury.
"Wait... Whos Finn?" Brody looked extremely confused.
"Hes my half brother. Rachel is obsessed with him for some reason."
"For some reason?! You used to be obsessed with him too, until he called you a fag! And for your information, when everyone was saying goodbye, he told me hed loved me for, like, forever, and gave me this necklace." Rachel smirked.
"He did not call me a fag! He called a lamp faggy. And I doubt that he took time to buy you a necklace and ditched his family for a... You." Kurts face was tense, but his eyes were sparkling menacingly, like he wanted a fight.
"Listen, you guys. Im supposed to be helping you guys stay alive. Now-" Brody started before Kurt cut him off.
"Youre supposed to be helping us stay alive. Not flirting with a barely legal girl who claims to be taken!" Kurt snapped, before standing up and walking out of the room.
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"So what are you dumbasses good at?" Ken asked, looking bored.
"Tinas good at a lot of things. Shes a genius, shes fast, shes really strong-" Mike started, before being cut off by Tina.
"Mikes good at lots of things too. Hes agile, fast, strong, is in great shape, is great with a hammer-"
"Okay! Stop! How can a freaking hammer help in the Hunger Games?!" Ken asked harshly, looking at them like he already knew they were going to die in the bloodbath and there were better things he could be doing than wasting his time on Tina and Mike.
"Well, if hes close to someone he can just hammer them in the skull and kill them or something..." Tina looked lost.
"Listen girlie, I dont think you understand. If hes close enough to hammer their heads in, then hes too close. They can easily take him out if hes that close. You guys should just jump off the platforms and save yourselves a lot of pain. Trust me. I know. Theres going to be a lot of pain. The careers will either kill you painfully in the bloodbath or theyll make you an ally because of how smart you are and then kill you painfully. Just kill yourselves. It would save you from dying a more painful way, and it would show the Capitol that you refuse to follow their rules."
"Hell no. I promised Tina I would protect her until were in the final two, and then I would kill myself. Ill take on anyone, if it means Tina goes home safely." He looks at her with doe eyes.
"Ugh, fine have it your way. If you dont want my help, I wont help." He stood up and went to get another cup of orange juice.
"Mike, we need his help. Without him, we have no sponsors. We need to listen to him, or else theres no way in hell that well survive to the final two. Not even halfway. We have no idea what were facing. Lets just listen to him." She looked into his eyes and kissed him gently on the lips.
"Fine. Ken, well listen to your advice. But you have to help us get sponsors." Mike called out to their mentor.
"Im glad youre finally seeing reason. First step," Mike and Tina tried to listen but there was too much to remember. Instead, they sat back and ate their food in peace.