Hanging Up

WARNING: THIS IS A SUCK-ISH STORY SO IF YOU'RE NOT SATISFIED, sorry but I love you and remind yourself to never talk to me again k.
Meh, so I "reread" the Hunger Games because I had a dream that Gale asked me to marry him... <333 anyways, yeah so I came upon this quote.

SPOILER ALERT:

So then. I wanted to see what would happen, except it would be shorter... lmao. Anyways, it will be set in Gale's POV, of course, 'cause I love him and what's the point of putting it through Katniss's? Anyways, I should shut up, soo... I hope you like! Any kind of feedback is appreciated (: No I don't own Hunger Games or anything, and I am not associated with her in any way seeing that I'm... young.
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Prologue€
(Yes European Currencies are fancy :DD)

I wake up and blink for a few seconds, letting my eyes adjust to the faint light outside. I get out of the covers and scrub, then I put on a t-shirt and pants and grab my game bag. I walk out the door, careful not to wake anyone up. I walk to the fence. Oh that fence. It's supposed to be charged with electricity, but no one really bothered to do so. I wriggle through a hole in the fence and go up to the tree where I usually meet Katniss in. I grab my equipment: snares and bow n arrows. I set up the snares as I wait for Katniss to come. I woke up way to early I was guessing, because she would usually arrive by now. To my surprise, one of my snares caught a rabbit. I dispatch it and clean it and decide to go into town to trade with the baker.

When I get to the baker, he was taking out the trash. He smiles lightly when he sees me with a squirrel, ad goes back inside to get something.

When he comes out, there's that aroma that I wish could be all around town forever. That fresh scent of oven-baked bread. When I see his loaf, I'm not surprised to see that it's a full loaf. It's not surprising at all, seeing as it's reaping day. I give him the squirrel as he gives me the bread and nods as a thank you. I smile and walk back to the forest, nervous about reaping day now that he mentioned it. I shift awkwardly as I get back in the woods and see Katniss.
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yeah short, I couldve written more, but DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS ON IPODS?!?! GAH. But yeah I guess I'll progress with the story this week. I promise to not procastinate :( and I've been thinking, maybe I'll switch POV's. And no the story won't be the same. I thought of mentioning that 'cause it probaby wouldve been the same thing, just different names... Anyways, any feedback is appreciated! I hope you likee.

so is this like, if gale got picked for the games instead of katniss?

Yeah basically that I guess.

I'm liking it so far. It's not bad but some of your sentences are a tad choppy. I like the idea and I hope to see how it continues teddy bear.

thank you owner (:

Why don't I shut my mouth this time (: Enjoy.
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Chapter 1, Taking Ways€

Katniss(I guess I have to...)'s POV

"Hey Gale," I smile as he smiles back.
 
"Look what I shot!" he grins. He picks up a loaf of bread with an arrow through it. I laugh as he takes the arrow out. I reach inside my backpack to get goat cheese and basil leaves.  "Thanks Prim," we both say in unison. We divide the food equally and start eating.
                    ***~***
We arrive at the square. Before I go to my position, I run over to hug Gale, Prim and his siblings to say good luck. I go back to my line and my heart starts beating as they do the occasional tradition. I wait patiently. In the meanwhile, I look everywhere: from Mom, to Hazelle, to Prim, to Gale, to Posy and Rory. I see Victor with his mom. I hear the same weird voice as my attention belongs to Effie Trinket.

"May the odds be ever in your favor!" she says and reaches in the translucent bowl of paper. I hear the first syllable and know it's not me. I sigh of relief.

"Everlie Luren!" she calls up. I see a girl about my age walk up. I look at her for a moment. Bright eyes, pale skin, strawberry blonde hair. I recognized she's probably not from this district. I've never seen anyone so... colorful. 

When I hear a muffled sound I focus my attention to Effie. I shake and blink as she unfolds the paper.

Then someone by the name of Rory was called up. Rory Hawthorne. I break into tears as I watch him come up. Then I hear pushing and yelling from that sweet sound of his.

"Stop!" Gale stumbles to Rory. 

"Who are you?" a Haymitch Abernathy said. I wasn't paying attention when they said his name, but I knew him. He was the same mentor of District 12, the last winner of District 12. He was on television all the time.

"Gale Hawthorne." he says shakily. 

"Are you willing to replace your brother in the games?" Effie asks.

"Yes," he whispers. I cry again, but harder this time. I push my way up to the front where I can see him. The anthem started playing as they escorted them to the Justice Building. I dash over there, crying and crying. I didn't want to lose Gale. I knew he was capable because of his age and skills, but I have to admit, I'm scared. Scared of anything that might hurt or kill him. My Gale. The Gale that companied me whenever I went hunting. The Gale that took me home when I sprained my knee. The Gale that I taught how to swim. Gale Hawthorne, out of all people. It had to be him.

When I stumble in, Gale spots me quickly and runs to my aid. I'm tired and scared. He kneels next to me and asks what's wrong, but I just cling on to his neck like he's the only way I'm alive right now. He frowns and helps me on my feet. I still refuse to let go, scared that this is the last time I will ever see him. He wraps his arms around my waist as I bury my face in his chest. He sighs.

"Katniss..." 

"Yeah...?" I say in a hoarse voice. He lifts my chin up to look at him. 

"It's okay," he assures me. But I don't believe it. I look on my wrist and backpack, and give him a spear tip that fell off one of my bows. "Take this please," I say softly. I also give him a ribbon. "To remind you that I love you." I breathe unevenly. He nods and hugs me tightly, and goes to his other family members.

On my knees, I look at that other tribute. She's.... just sitting there. No family to hug her. To mourn her. What was going on? I stand up wobbily and walk over to her. 

"Why are you alone?" I ask. It's not the most polite thing to say, but my best friend was going to help this girl, and I was curious.

"I was sent here by my parents from District 9." she says softly. 

I never knew you could do that. "I'm sorry I asked..."

"No, it's okay." she smiles softly.

"Well, good luck." I smile back.  I look at the clock and realize I have one more minute. I sprint to Gale as I pounce on him and cry. 

"It's okay Katniss. I'll be fine..." I look up at him to find that he's crying too. "I'm going to win. For all of us. Okay? I promise. Nothing's gonna get bewtween that." He hugs me tightly and I hug back, never wanting to let go. "I love you. Don't forget that." 

"I love you too." I whisper back. He lets go and I walk silently and sadly back outside. The last vision of him I got was his amazing face: grey eyes, black hair, olive skin; then my Gale is gone. Seperated from me.

Forever.
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Boring chap. :/ I couldn't find anything else to make it fun, and I wanted to go with the time sequence, and all the emotional stuff, but meh. 
Every feedback is appreciated (: I'll continue if I have a lot of people who like. Hope you enjoyyyy

D:
GALE
MY POOR GALE
Okay, something tells me this is going to be difficult to write...

Omg thats Good Bree! I love it

ITS REALLY GOOD

I love it, it's great.

Yes it is Arik -_- and no, HE'S MY GALE JAHKDLJSKHGYD
and thanks guys :DDDD I'm just about to finish ch. 2, btw.

Chapter 2, Introducing.....?€ 
•Gale•

After being seperated, Effie escorts Everlie and I to the train. She pushes Everlie and I inside a room. 

"Why don't you guys talk while I fix a techinical difficulty," she says as she walks out. I blink and there was a moment of silence before I broke it.

"Hi," I smile slightly.

"Hello..." she replies softly. I take out my hand and she shakes it.

"Gale Hawthorne." Now that I think of it, she looks really familiar... From school? I don't know.

"Everlie Ann Luren," she says firmly. 

I nod. "So... what school did you go to?" Not that they're were a lot of schools.

"District 12's Future," she mutters. Oh. That's where I've seen her.

"Mhm.." I say silently and look down at my feet. 

***~***

Effie leads me to my room as I follow her silently. 

"Here it is! Now don't forget, dinner is in 10 minutes," she grins big. She fixes her -ugh- NEON GREEN HAIR. What has the world come to.
 
And then she leaves.

I walk in my room and blink in amazement. You know, if you think about it, you'd expect the Capitol to not give you good quality rooms like this. Especially if you're chosen to get killed. It amazes me what the Capitol does.

I sigh and take a shower and put on a black t-shirt and some pants. I walk out to the dining room, where Everlie is already seated. I sit next to her, mainly 'cause I want to get as far away from Haymitch as possible. I'm not saying Everlie sucks; she's actually cool. 

Haymitch and Effie file in. 

"Hello!" Effie squeals. With excitement. 

I blink for a couple of times because her neon hair was so... neon and bright.  "Hi," Everlie and I say.

"Well you kids don't seem fun," Haymitch says in a matter of fact
voice. How did he win, I don't know. 

As the food comes out, I look at Everlie. She seems so quiet and... just quiet and different. She reminds me a lot of Katniss. I sigh and place my hand on my lap when I feel something in my pocket. I take it out to undo a ribbon. I sigh and put it on my lap. I look at the food on the plate. It was some pie-looking thing. It had a crust of bread that had breadcrumbs, a red sauce on top of that, and something that looked like melted cheese. On top of that, there was these red spotted circle things. Whatt... I look at Effie then my food.

"It's called pizza," Everlie says. I look at her blankly.

"What?" 

"You've never had pizza?" she asks, confused. I furrow my brows and shake my head.

"It's just bread, tomatoes, garlic, cheese and pepperoni." Everlie says. Well I never said that it looked like poison... I'm honestly not hungry, but the "pizza" looks good. Maybe 'cause I miss my mom's cooking. I'm usually not hungry unless I smell her cooking.

That thought made me sad.

I just eat the pizza. It was good, but I didn't ask for more. It was enough.

"So, do any of you have skills?" Haymitch asks.

I look at Everlie to see if she was going to answer. 

"May the odds be EVER in your favor!" she says, exactly the same pitch and accent. I look at Effie to see if my mind was playing tricks with me. She looks shocked. I think this is why Everlie is quiet all of the time. 

Well the rest of this ought to be interesting. 

Haymitch looks disgusted, not by Effie's voice though. "Are you sure that's all you got? Imitating?" 

Everlie shakes her head. 

"Well then what else do ya got?"  Haymitch says impatiently.

"A lot of stuff," she says in her normal voice. 

"What about you, kid?" he faced me.

"A lot of stuff too," I say quietly. It reminds me too much of home.

"Explain." 

"Bow and arrows, knives, snares, etcetera."

"You sound talented."

"Thank... you...?"

"Well, good pair. Annoying imitator and hunter." he mutters. Everlie looks... offended, but I be quiet.

***~***
•Katniss•

I walk in the baker store and wait patiently for the baker to come out. When I hear the door open, I didn't expect his son to come through.

"Oh... Uh... Is your dad here?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "Baking a cake. Why?" He get a trash can and pulls out the bag.

"Just wanted to trade..." I trail off. 

"Oh. I can ask him what he wants in return." he walks outside to dump it in the dumpster. I follow him out.

"No, it's okay..." 

"You sure?" he raises an eyebrow. 

"Well, it's not an emergency or anything." 

He shrugs. "You can wait if you want."

"I guess I'll do that." I say as we both walk inside. I take a seat on a chair. He walks in the kitchen and washes his hands.

"So... What's your name?" I ask, breaking the silence.

"Peeta. You?"

"Katniss.." I say quietly.

"Nice name.." he says as he walks back into the kitchen. He comes out with a piece of bread, and that's where it hits me.
***~***
•Everlie•

I look at Gale. Dinner seems long. I've never had it this long, even in District 1....

I wonder if he ever noticed me. I have him some classes, but I never really worked with him. I sigh. 

"What's wrong?" he asks quietly, catching my sigh.

"Nothing." I lie. It's everything. My parents, my body, everything.

"That's what Katniss used to say when something was wrong," he raises an eyebrow. "You sure?"

I look down innocently. Then, I stand up and run to my compartment.

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I'm gonna switch to past tense. Sorry if I confuse you guys :/
Also, I changed the name cuz I thought the last one was cheesey. I'm also not sure about this one >.< Anyone have suggestions? Please? With a puppy?
 
 

I like it.

Ch. 3, Backgrounds Unlike Any Other
•Katniss• 

Since Gale left, it felt like there was nothing that can replace the puzzle piece that has been removed from my life. But hanging with Peeta somewhat made it better.

He has tried to keep me satisfied, but he's struggling trying to do so. I don't blame him. I'm a person with a heart of stone. 

After I finished at trading at the Hob, I go home to drop of the food for my mother to cook. I boil water for me to wash, then I dress and walk out.

When I arrive at Hazelle's house, I knock, and little Victor comes to me screaming.

"Katniss!" 

"Something wrong, Victor?" I carried him up and looked at him with concern. 

"Rory doesn't feel well!" he frowned. 

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"We don't know!" he breaks out crying. Gale would be unpleasant if he heard the news. Breakable.

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•Gale• 

I walk to Everlie after her, finding her compartment. I hesistate to open the door, but the sudden train stop forced me to go inside. 

"What do you want?" Everlie said. I could tell she'd been crying. I ignore the demand and sit next to her. I don't know, but she suddenly had a change of heart and decided to bury her head in my chest. I blink and look down. 

Well, this isn't the first time this happened to me.

I stroke her hair, not knowig what else to do. I look down a her, even though her face is not visible. 

I know, I sound crazy, but for all I know there can be a crazier man out there, she reminds me a lot of Katniss.
She has strawberry blonde hair with the palest skin I've ever seen, and the brightest pair of eyes ever, but her face is formed exactly like Catnip's. It wasn't a gift at all; I see it as they have sent Catnip to the Capitol, and to remind me of all the wrong I did, they put her in the arena with people five times her size to kill her. 

Which would make me protect Everlie of whatever can trick her into an endless sleep. 

I frown and sigh. She calms down slightly, but she just wraps her arms around me. 

"Wanna hear a story?" I ask softly. She nods, despite the fact that she refuses to remove her face. 

"So I was out in town one day with my best friend Catnip. She's about the same age as you, the same size, and as pretty as you. Anyways, my friend from school, Lyrie, came up to me and what did she ask?"

"What?" she manages in a hoarse whisper, looking up at me.

"Isn't the gale strong today?" I chuckle lightly. Not my best joke, but the best I could manage. 

Amazingly, she giggles. 

The whole thing is that my name is Gale. And gale as a word means a very strong wind. And Lyrie is referring to how strong I am. Or something like that. Or close. 

Sorry, if you didn't laugh either I have a poor sense of humour, or Lyrie does, or you do. Truth be told. 

"I said I don't know." I smile lightly. I'm "supposed to know", according to Lyrie.

"What else?" she has her full attention to me. Good. 

I shrug. I pull away from her and look down. 

"How did you grow up? In district 12?" she asks after a moment of silence.

That's a question I don't get asked everyday.

"Hmm. Well...." I sigh. "My dad died when I was thirteen. I then started providing food for my family soon after that. Then I was hunting in the woods, and I met this amazing girl..." I sigh again. 

"Catnip?" she asks.

"Katniss. Yeah."

"And?" 

"We started hunting together... Now we have complete faith and trust in each other... Anyways, I grew up a hunter. Trading meat and other goods for better stuff, and keeping the rest for Katniss's family and mine. 

"Doesn't Katniss have a dad either?"

"Hers died with mine. In the same mine explosion..."

"I'm sorry." she says with regret.

"It's not your fault." I shrug. It still bothers me, that Dad's not around, but I try to act like it doesn't. Truth is, it hurts a lot still after five years. 

"Anyways, yeah."

"Your school life?"

Wow so many questions. She's a handful, I have to admit.

"......" I said nothing.

"Didn't girls fight over you?" 

"I guess..." I blink. 

"Did you ge-"

"How did you grow up?" I cut her. 

"I basically got sent to every district possible. I was born in 9, but they sent me to 2 when I was 9, 4 at 12, 5 at 13, 1 at 14, then 12 at 15." 

"Why?" I guess I shouldn't say anything now.

She shrugs. "They never told me..."

I touch her face softly then pull away.

"Well, when you win, they'll tell you."

***~***

•Katniss•

I stay up late, caring for Rory. Lack of sleep is going to overcome me soon, but I'll do everything to stay up, anything to keep Rory from dying. 

I cry and grab his hand and gently put
it between mines. I blink hard, hard like this was all a dream. 

Only it wasn't. 

Out of all people, Rory? The little Rory that I knew was one of the things that can make Gale happy? Rory, the amazing little kid that everyone loved?

I know he has a fever, 'cause the moment I touch it, my skin burns. 

It's good he's not concious. It's best for him to stay like that until we give him the cure. 

If we could find it. 
***~***

•Everlie•

Gale left after that. When he did, I was dissapointed. I frown and slump in my bed, unable to sleep. 

Gale's door is two down from mine, and it was ajar. I look at him, and I could tell he couldn't sleep. Maybe thinking about his "girlfriend," but I didn't ask. I don't think I'll ever work up a nerve to ask.

If only I knew him longer.

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I know I'm alternating between tenses :/ I can't like put together a story without alternating for some reason. Why, I dunno.

Short chapter, but I had nothing to type about >.<
I'll make the next one not including Gale/Everlie, should I?

Thank you... People who read xD But I don't think I have enough likers :/ Maybe I'm that vain. Meh. 

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