《Doe In The Meadow | Peeta Mellark》eight
Advertisement
Mayneck, Tallie, Lando and I watched as Caesar went over the scores. Lando got a solid 6, which wasn't surprising to anyone, but also not too terrible. He looked more pleased with himself than I thought he'd be. "Good job." I complimented him, helping build his confidence, as he was going to need it. It wasn't a great score but for district 6, it certainly was. He smiled at me in response, while staring at the television.
"And our girl from the Capitol who has volunteered for district 6, Arizona Stark," Caesar began and my nerves skyrocketed, yet again. That seemed to happen quite a lot. I knew I was good, but with Crane and my history and with other tributes probably being much better, and more skilled than I, I wasn't expecting too much out of myself. "With a score of an 11." My heart stopped for a moment as Mayneck, Tallie and Lando jumped up in excitement and cheers.
"Oh my goodness!" Tallie exclaimed, hugging me as Caesar continued to go over scores. I recieved an eleven, somehow. I was good at what I did, but a part of me felt like Seneca had unmentioned motives with that score. So I was hesitant to be too happy.
"Peeta Mellark from district 12, with a score of 8." Caesar informed the viewers. I smiled to myself, knowing he did good. "And Katniss Everdeen, with a score of," I waited. She had to have done better than me. She was brilliant at archery. I knew that from watching her practice. The bow always looked so percise in her hands, like it fit her just right. "An 11." His voice broke my train of thought. How the hell did we tie? I'd wished this was a good thing, but I knew this gave her an excuse to hate me more than she already did, so great. Lando looked over at me, knowing of the tension between her and I.
Advertisement
The three of them began to celebrate by eating when I heard a knock on the door. They were preoccupied with their celebration to bother with it. "Alright, guess that's me." I sighed, as I stood to my feet and walked over, opening it.
"Hey." Peeta smiled.
"Well, isn't this a surprise." I popped my hip, placing my hand on it and welcoming him in. The others looked over to us but I led him to the bedroom for privacy purposes, knowing they'd listen in if we stayed nearby. We sat at the table near the giant window overlooking the city six stories down. "Good job on that score." I smiled to him.
"You too." He smiled back.
"Katniss pissed?" I asked, knowing full well, she was, but he didn't say anything. Just continued to stare aimlessly out the window.
"So, we have those live interviews with Caesar tomorrow." He informed me and I nodded, knowingly.
"Can't wait to be questioned on why I volunteered." I rolled my eyes. "I think I'll just tell him I was bored of being rich." Peeta chuckled slightly when I said that.
"I had a question for you." He spoke up, as I popped an almond from the crystal dish in front of me, into my mouth. "We're allies, right?" He asked.
"That depends," I leaned back. "Do you like foosball?" I smirked at him and we both looked to the foosball table on the opposite side of my room. "You win, and we can be allies." I stood up as he followed me over to it.
"And if you win?" He asked, genuinely. I stared over at him as he watched my hands place themselves on the handles of the golden figures.
Advertisement
"We can still be allies and you have to keep me company tonight." I smiled. He was my only hope of making it through this miserable game. And if he stayed up here, I could get to know him on a more personal level. I wanted him to know the full extent as to why I was here and doing what I was doing. But I also felt inclined to learn of his life. District 12 and the Capitol were very different places to grow up in. And I wanted to tie us together.
I looked over to him, as we hit the ball back and forth with the little men on sticks. He seemed to actually be enjoying himself and I couldn't help but smile to him. I watched his eyes dart back and forth and as I hit that final ball into his goal, he looked up to me, still with that cheeky, yet charming, grin upon his face.
"Looks like I'll be staying up here for a bit." He stated.
"As if you weren't going to anyways." I rolled my eyes, joking back with him.
Advertisement
- In Serial6 Chapters
(Un)Luckiest Person On Earth?
His black hair falls on his face as he flips open his side bag. He puts his hand into the bag and pulls out a whitemask with a black 'I' on it. He smirks as he pulls it on, once he had put it on he murmured "Ine-Kenos"-----This is a story about a child named Nathan Young, and his journey through the magical side of his world.[A/N- Hello! this is a semi serious series about Nathan Young and Strange Earth! Anyways, I am going to try to write 1k each couple of day, also english is my second language so my english is going to be horrendous.]
8 147 - In Serial53 Chapters
Accidental Text || Jason McCann ✔️
Where she was meant to be texting her boyfriend, but Accidental Text happened and her life changed drastically.(It's not all texting because the story changes completely after a few chapters, so if you're expecting all texts and fun, this is not the right book sorry)#395 in Fanfiction#81 in JustinBieber20K reads ✔️40K reads ✔️60K reads ✔️80K reads ✔️100K reads ✔️200K readsIf there were quotes that you are to take, please ask or give credits to me. Copyright © by me, Razan E..
8 223 - In Serial25 Chapters
This reborn personal trainer is going to whip the royal army into shape!
Olympics Sports Trainer, Meg Thompson, had never even heard of an otome game, so when she died in Japan during the Tokyo Games and was reincarnated into one in error as the minor character, Briar Bell, she might have unintentionally messed just about everything up for the true heroine...Whether it was her befriending villainesses, or hanging out with capture targets, from the moment she was born she was setting the plot careening off course. (although if you ask her, the original storyline was stupid and hopeless to begin with #SorryNotSorry)The Heroine was supposed to seduce this medieval-esque kingdom's most eligible bachelors in order to use the power of their love to stop the encroaching demon army from destroying humanity with her heart magic. Playing the role of 'heroine' was another reincarnated woman named Sakura, a hardcore Japanese otaku who had previously been hit by a truck in a tale as old as time.Whether it is the fault of Sakura's social ineptness (as Briar would claim) or from her own interventions, humanity is now heading towards total decimation. Seems like she'll have to brush off her coaching skills and get this royal army into fighting form.
8 118 - In Serial34 Chapters
You are my medicine
She lost belief in love...He doesn't believe in love...She calms the storm inside him while he heals her wounded heart...She puts his insecurities to sleep while he lights up her dark world....Both finds solace in each other....
8 90 - In Serial53 Chapters
Until I Really Do
(Highest ranking #1 in historical)"I volunteer. I will be your wife..." When he rose a brow, she covered the distance between them, her jaw set. "In name only."He seemed to consider her words for a few seconds. "No," He finally said."What?!" Her pitch rose a notch, disappointment lacing her voice.Taking a step that brought him face to face with her, "If you must be my wife, Blondie, then you must truly be my wife -in name, and in body." He leaned forward, his warm breath tickling her skin as his eyes ran down the length of her. "Frankly," He raised his eyes back to her. "I want all of you. All, or nothing."____________________________________Sharon Annabella Freelance is the only daughter of George Freelance, the town's drunk gambler. Not only has he gambled everything away, but he has managed to gamble his daughter away also. Left with no other choice, Sharon must marry and learn to live with the man her father lost a bet to. Well, he can have her but he will never possess her heart. That, he can bloody bet on! __________________________________Mathew Steiner, in a desperate attempt to be independent, leaves the comfort of his father's wealth, moves to a small town, and buys a mansion he cannot fully afford yet. When Mathew's only hope of paying fully for the house is dashed, he is faced with two options; return to his father, a failure or, get his hands on his inheritance left by his grandfather. There is only one problem with option two; he must find a wife to do so. Copyright © 2016-2017 Lily OrevbaAll rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.
8 223 - In Serial37 Chapters
Arta - the last princess
"Who did you say she is?" Osman demanded from the man.The prisoner was shaking and pleading for his life but did not say anything as he got aware of the terrible blunder he had made."Answer me or I will end your miserable life right here right now" waves of anger was visible in Osman's eyes. He raised his sword intending to cut the man's throat."Stop" Arta shouted.Osman slightly turned his head to Arta's direction while his sword was still high above his head ready to strike. Arta's heart was beating so fast, she was frightened but at the same time, she couldn't see this monster kill one of her people and do nothing. "I am Shahzadeh Arta. The only daughter of King Darian." Arta confessed. Her voice was louder than normal and a bit shaky.Osman chuckled coldly. A devilish smile appeared on his face.In the blink of an eye, he cut the man's throat. Everyone was silent only a faint hysteric cry of a woman from the cage could be heard. Arta's body was numb. She was just gazing at the man's lifeless body with teary eyes.Osman turned back and after cleaning the blood on his sword with the prisoner's clothes he lowered his head and whispered into Arta's ear, "you are just a slave now".
8 89

