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Guys writing a new fan fiction,but I have no idea what it should be about,lemme know if you have ideas!!!!!!!
Hey guys do I know I didn’t finish my Josh one (again) but that one wasn’t doing too well so I’m going a new fan fiction but here’s the catch I need a lot of you to request what it’s going to be about but I want it to be hunger games or hg cast related,so please request!!!!!!!plus the idea who I pick I will make a character based on you,good luck and may the odds be ever in your favour!:-)
I dunno if i like that Sam is officially Finnick,I think he’ll be okay,but he’s not my perfet Finnick,it was either Garrett Hedlund or Andrew Garfield:-(.
Hey guys! Sorry about not posting as often as I should,but I’m not feeling this fan fiction as much as my Hunger Games one:-( I don’t enjoy writing it as much as I did my other one, so i’m taking a break and i’m not sure when i’ll start posting again but this fan fiction will be finished eventually, sorry guys:-(
He takes off his light coloured-lensed-sunglesses and stares at me. I was about to say something but his eyes are too distracting. I would’ve found this akward with someone else. But it’s Josh. “Oh wow! Zoey,it’s you!” He declares. I shug and smile casually. “Yeah, ahaha,” I run my hand through my hair akwardly. “So, how are you? Mr-Peeta-Mellark.” I giggle.
“Ahhh, so you know about that role?”
“Well yeah, I only recentll found out, like yesterday recently.”
“Well, you are in the presence of Peeta.”
“I love Peeta…the character, he’s so…loveable.”
“So, you going to tell everyone that you knew the wonderful uprising star Josh Hutcherson? Hahaha, and that you you…y’know…” He’s tying to say ‘kissed me’ but instead he says, “knew me, for a whole summer.” He taps my shoulder and lightly shoves it. I giggle and we stay silent for a long few seconds.
“So, I would ask you if you wanted to hang out, but you probably busy.” I say to break the silence.
“Oh no, well not too busy yet, I can’t do today, but yeah sure! That’d be awesome!” He pulls out his white iPhone to give me his number. I quickly grab my BlackBerry out of my pocket and creat a new contact ready for him to give me the number. “Okay, my number is 0782568215, okay?” I nod and look up at him for a split second. He has that gorgeous smile on his face and his eyes are twice as beautiful in the sun. I get my phone umber up and give it to him. “Done?” I ask.
“Yeah thanks, it was nice seeing you again after five-six years?”
“Yeah, we should’ve kept in touch.”
“Yeah,” he shuffles akwardly, “So, I gotta go, I’ll hear from you soon.” He holds up his iPhone and twists it in his hand. Before he goes, I decide to add the cherry to the top of the cake, just to prove to them I’m not a liar. “You too.” I reply and lean forward to hug him, he accepts it. No akwrdness.
“You too.” He says and walks off. I turn with a wide grin andturn to face my friends. They all look like a bomb has exploded in their eyes. Score.
I storm down the hotel hall, ignoring their pleading ‘sorry’s’ and ‘come backs’, I get futher and futher away from them, but I still quicken my pace. If they’re thinking and saying those things then I may aswell get out of their way. I decide to take my anger out on running down the five sets of stairs instead of the elevator. I hear the ding of it and I know it’s them, trying to beat me down the stairs to block my exit. I run down the stairs faster.
Panting heavily, I wipe the sweat from my head. I know it’s only five sets of stairs but, I was running, and someone could pass out easily from walking in this heat. I finally reach the bottom of the stairs and lean my back against the end of the banister. Still panting, I take out my half fallen out bun and let it flow loosely over my shoulders. I put my sunglasses on, I hear the ding on the elevator and run. I turn around and I see all three girls looking around. I turn a sharp corner before they can see me. “Wait!” I turn to see where the voicecam from, but I don’t need to really to realize Leia’s calling after me. I brake into a sprint again. There’s a lot of people shopping, so it’s hard to dodge everyone easily without slwoing down; whick I will not do because they will catch-up. But it’s also a bonus, people shopping, because I can be better concealed. Why is it they think I’m lying? Oh wait, it’s a celeb, so of cousre I couldn’t have met him. More angry thoughts flow through my mind. Why am I letting this get to me? I would probably think the same. I angrily and hastily shove my way through the crowd. I see a Forever 21 and practically dive into the entrance. I wait outside the shop doors to shake them off. No sign on them yet. Maybe they gave up on me. Because they’re sooo sorry.
A security guard for Forever 21 forcefully says. “Excuse me, either you go in the shop or go some place else.” I appologize and step just outside of the doors. I turn my head around the corner. I don’t expect to see them when I see three, simular-coloured heads, bobbing up and down towards me. I don’t run. I stand ready to confront them. They get closer and they stop. Front and centre. Even though they’re in the middle of the path they stop and stare. But not at me, something behind me. Gaping. They’re freaking me out, I turn to run expecting the guard behind me when I bash into someone and fall to the ground, hard. My fault. I start appologizing. “I am so sorry! I’m so clumsy!” I go to get up and walk away when the man says “No worries, need a hand up?” Sounds familiar. I take his hand and get up. I brush the dirt off of me and look up into the man’s eyes. Now I know why they were gaping. “Josh?”
-2011 (Present day for this fanfic)
“OOOOO, do tell more Zo-bo!” Alyssa says
The next morning we wen to the dining hall for breakfast. I decide to settle on wearing a pair of cream-coloured shorts and a racing green Ralph Lauren polo tee. As we left I slipped on my cream and brown flats. I walk to the dining hll with Jayme, Char and Lucie. Megan, Ciara Cayla, Katie Leigh and Chloe had already left. Jayme wore high-waisted denim shorts and a white superdry with red writing; it made her tanned arms look twice as bronze. On her feet she wore Americn flag-styled Converse. Char wore a neon pink jumpsuit with matching neon pink and creamy-brown sandals. Lucie wore shorts and a simple white top with purple Vans.
Once we reaced the dining hall. Dan, Harry and Josh were waiting for us. I smiled gleefully at them and they walked straight behind us. The breakfast line was sort as we got here earlier than everyone else just not as early as the others. Josh was standing next to me in the cue. I grinned to myself and said to him, “Morning.” he looked at me and smiled and asked. “Sleep well?”
“Yes,” I reply. “You?”
“For the most part, I spent a few hours talking to my little brother Connor and texting my friends.”
“You have a little brother? Aw cute, I have two that annoy me to death. How’s it like with yours?”
“Ha-ha-ha, me and my brother get on suprisingly well.” I smile at him and go to sit down with the others, he quickly follows me.
We sit down with the others and Josh places his breakfast tray next to me. “So, how long have you been going to this camp?” He asks once we settled into our food. I place down the fork with part of an egg on it and reply, “I’ve been going here since I was six or seven, so has everyone else to be honest, except Chloe and Cayla. They started coming here when they where eight or nine.” He nods looking me in the eye.
“I’m glad I come here every year though, I get to meet-up with some of my oldest friends it’s nice. I move my eyes away from his watchful gaze and I have a weird sensation in me when his gaze catches mine. Do I like this guy? I kept thinking. No, I only met him breifly yesterday I kept thinking.
Alyssa butts in on my true-story telling by saying. “Woah, woah, woah! Cut to the chace! You knew this famous guy, Josh. I only wanna know the quick story, Hurry, hurry, hurry!”
“Okay.” I reply and continue…
It was early July 2006, I was thirteen and my mum just pulled up at my summer camp. I smile and poke my head out of the open window. I soak the hot, summer sun into my face. I close my eyelids and smile. When I open them, I look around and spot my group friends that go here every year, that i’ve known since I first came here when I was six or seven.I open the car door, excitment buzzing through me. I open the boot, I only have one suitcse and a back-pack. My hand clasps tightly around the heavy suitcase. I walk around the front of the car and lean into the car driver’s open window and kiss my mum on her cheek. “Have fun!”She says and she holds my face in both her hands. “I will.” I reply and run off to my friends who are crowed in a circle.
I struggle up the woodern steps with my giant, over-weighed suitcase and back-pack. My friend Jayme turns around and shouts, “Zoey, you’re here!” exitedly. She runs down to me as I have my hands full. She hugs me with both bronzed arms around me tightly. “Hey Jay-poo!” We pull away from eachother. “How are you?!”
“Great!” She replies smiling from ear to ear. “You have to meet the new guy!” She grabs my back-pack and and csually swings it on her shoulder. My other friend Char runs down the stairs, hugs me and helpsmy haul up my my over-sized suitcase up to the landing where all our friends were standing. Our usual group of people are there. Ciara, Katie-Leigh, Lucie, Dan, Harry, Cayla and Chloe. “And this is Josh, Josh Hutcherson. Young movie star! He’s from Kentucky, same as you!” Movie star? Kentucky? What?! He smiles at me casually and nods. “Hey Zoey, nice to meet you. I’ve been here ten minutes and I know all about you.” What? What have they said? I don’t no what to do so I giggle and smile at him. He smiles back. I flip my hair over my shoulder flirtily, yet mockingly to people who actually do that seriously. “Well,I try to get my name around.” We all laugh and Dan nudges my shoulder. I fake punch him back and I hug everyone.
I loved catching up with everyone. I reach Josh, because we just met, I go in for a hand shake. His grasp isn’t strong but it isn’t loose. His eyes are a beautiful shade of brown. His jaw has an almost perfect edge to it. His hair is like the typical slightly long, side swept, disney-boy hair cut. He looks quite cute and attractive, I’m not gonna lie. Then, we pull away from eachother and he nods at me and walks off with the boys in the direction on their cabin. Harry and Dan hugging me as they walk past. I laugh to myself and enter my cabin throwing my stuff onto my usual bed. I fell back onto my bed, next to my luggage. It’s been a looooooong drive down here. Jayme lies next to me and asks, “Soooooo,what do you think of Josh then?” I sit up and look her in the eye. “Why?” She sits up to. “Because,” She begins, “He’s cute and he has a decent personality!” I laugh and sigh.
“Okay, yes he’s attractive, but you’ve known him for all of 10 seconds!” I say shoving her knees and she flops on her side over-drmatically. We both giggle and she speaks again. “Well, I think that he’s a great guy, I also think he’s perfect for you.” I stare at her.
“What?! I mean he’s cute and all, he might be a great guy, but by the time I get to know him, I’ll have to say good-bye, I don’t need a summer crush. It’s not worth the hassle.” She pauses and stares at the wall infront of her. She hugs my shoulders and says, “Well, I’ll make sure you two get talking sooner then.” I can feel her smile against my shoulder. I just smile and shove her off of me and start to un-pack. I may hardly know Josh, but I do want to spend time with him, get to know him and possibly be with him.
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All the girls look at me. “What are you staring at?” Alyssa asks. I don’t answer, I just…stare. How was has he become this famous? I mean this famous? He looks so different since I last saw him. Blonde hair? I never would have known it was him. Peeta? The Hunger Games? It’s been years, but, I suddenly have a pain in my chest that misses him. “Okay, I know he’s hot and you love the Hunger Games, but do you have to stand here all day? Lets go!” Daniella presses. I slowly walk away from the poster. Memories flash back and forth, it feels like a small monster in my belly. The girls don’t know about that summer camp when we were thirteen. I shake off the thought and finally turn my head away from the poster
After a long, hot day, we head back to our hotel. I walk through the glamorous lounge and into my room. I flop onto my bed when I reach it. I sigh heavily and start to doze off. I wake alarmingly with Lara waking me up by shoving a cold flannel on my face which felt nice but startiling and I sprun right up out of bed. “What the hell?!” I say trying to serious but laughing instead. Lara’s laughing her head off at my reaction. “I’m glad you found it funny, glad you got your satisfaction out of it.” I said, trying to keep a straight face but still giggling.
It was 10;30pm and I decided to call it a night. Before I did, I called my parents from here in L.A. to England where they’re spending their summer. I’m in L.A. on a summer holiday before I go back to school. I’m 17 almost 18 nd originally from Kentucky and used to go to summer camp there, in Kentucky every year up unitl I was 14. I only went that extra year after I was 13 (when I met Josh) to see if Josh would be there again. He wasn’t. We both live in Kentucky, but a far distance from each other. I never got any contact datail from him at the time so I never spoke to him after that summer. Back to reality, I wait for my mum to pick up, she picks up after three rings. ”Hey Mum!” I say happily down the phone. “Hey sweetie,” she replies. “can’t talk long, the cost of these calls are ridiculous, ha-ha, so, how are you? How’s L.A.?” I smile to myself. “Okay, same here, ha-ha, I’m fine thanks and L.A.? Hot, as usual” I giggle. “How are you? How’s England?”
“Wonderful,” she answers, “weather’s a bit than I’m used to though. But London was fantastic.”
“Glad you’re having fun Mum, say ‘Hi’ to Dad for me? I got to go.”
“I will honey, lovely to hear from you. Me and Dad send our love, Bye!”
“Bye!” I said and hung up. I breathe out deeply and plug my phone into charge onmy bedside table, tie my hair into a messy, loose ponytail and lay my head down on the plush, soft pillow.
Alyssa lies next to me. After I turn the light out she asks, “So, what’s up with you?”
“Nothing.” I reply bluntly.
“You seemed depressed after you saw that poster, I thought that would’ve made you happier! Was it that guy you saw on the poster? Oh I get it, you’ve developed a crush and you know you can’t have him, that’s it Zo!”
I look at her and give her the what-the-hell-are-you-on-about stare. “No.”
“Bet it is.” She nudges me flirtily like most people do when they make fun of someone for having a crush. I sigh and say. “It’s not that at all. It’s not a typical celebrity crush.”
“Oh no, you’re so in love with this guy!”
“NO! I know him! Well at least, I did.”