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This is my first FanFic! Its an SYOT, enjoy!

Lola Blinkfields, Head Gamemaker

Our first Quarter Quell! This is going to be fabulous. I wonder what will be written in the Quell card. Its going to be torture for the Districts. I can't wait. I have a vague idea of But hey, learn your lesson, Districts, and continue the Hunger Games without complaint. The last Games were pretty amazing, I have to admit. Me and my great ideas..

Xavier, another Gamemaker, starts rapping on the door. I know its him because he always makes an ear-splitting sound when he uses his fists. He has a bunch of sheets in his hand, and I snatch them away before he can speak. I stare, amazed. These plans. This arena. These traps.

The mutts always serve us well. Traps always work. I don't know why I'm concerned, really, because I have already done a Quell, haven't I? But the president has high expectations.

I leave my study, and head to the feast, where everyone sits in silence. I look around, but I don't see President Snow. He promised he'd be here...

This makes me feel a bit more comfortable, even though I know it's disrespectful.

Yeah, yeah, super short, I know, I know, criticise, criticise. The other chapters will be way way longer. So...

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