Novel & Cerita Bad Lip Reading The Hunger Games

🏤High School Badass💄 (🥀 SUGA HIGH 🥀) By Happy Writes ❤️ CHAPTER 2❤️ Jeanne walked towards the gate with her as she held her bag tightly, obviously nervous, she stared in awe as different cars drove in, this school sure is full rich spoilt brat, she thought. Almost immediately a bike ran past almost hitting her, what the heck!!! she exclaimed. She watched as the bike parked in the parking space, the driver is actually a student but why was he over speeding, she thought.

“Because I listened to a whore.” “Oh, shame,” Lee deadpans, voice dripping with mock sympathy. “Didn’t your mamma ever teach you actions have consequences?” He doesn’t pause before twisting the knife deeper — “Or maybe she skipped the lesson on not trusting filter-faced, brain-cell-starved, back-alley Barbies with the IQ of a wet sponge and the loyalty of a mosquito at a blood bank.” Chloe’s nostrils flare like she’s about to breathe fire. Amanda looks utterly lost, like a kid who’s wandered into the wrong movie. Brian, frozen stiff, might as well be a mannequin.

She closed her eyes, the cold seeping deeper, the hunger a constant companion. Then her ears caught a sound first, like a distant promise—slow, deliberate footsteps echoing down the damp corridor. Her heart stuttered. She thought it was Odessa again, bringing the daily torment disguised as food. Today, her pride was gone and it didn’t matter. If the Beta spat in the porridge, poured dirt into it, or kicked it across the floor, Scarlett would still eat. She would crawl through the bars and lick the stone clean if that was what it took.

My throat gets tight and my eyes start burning again, and oh no, not here, not in front of Knox— “Dahlia?” And that’s it. The dam breaks. “I can’t do this!” I blurt out, and suddenly I’m word-vomiting all over the place. “I’ve read this chapter like a hundred times and nothing sticks! It just slides right out of my brain like it’s coated in butter or something. I’m so dumb, Knox. I’m stupid and empty-headed and I don’t know why I even bother because clearly my brain is just a useless decoration sitting in my skull doing absolutely nothing—”

He looked up, expecting others to be equally as disgusted, but he was stunned to see the men digging in like they were having a gourmet meal, the moment the short prayer ended. Christ. What kind of hunger Games shit was this? Eli poked at the food with his fork. There was no way he was eating this. Thank God he’d packed like a dozen protein bars, a stash of chocolates, and one emergency sour gummy belt. He was set so he didn’t have to punish himself by eating this shit. He moved his fork around, faking it. Maybe if he stirred it enough, it’d look eaten. “Young man.” Eli’s heart thudded. Prior Dominic was looking directly at him.

she shouted after me. I pretended not to hear just so she would shut the hell up. I stretched out on the lounger by the poolside, sipping a giant cup of pineapple juice while I read the first book of The Hunger Games. The house was empty and quiet since Alessia and Natalia had left to go shopping earlier.

Their spoons hung in the air, they put back onto the dinner plates. “Are you planning on making us all die here?” said Valir sarcastically to Lucas. "Unfortunately you're not that smart Lucas," added Amora. Ever since sitting in the dining room, Amora had smelled the stench of poison medicine as she walked beside Lucas, not to mention when she saw the food. Amora can clearly smell if this delicious food is mixed with poison, unlike Helena, because she has not eaten delicious food for two days, she is not sensitive to the food in front of her.

My mind doesn't understand what dark plot his soul is up to at all! Just as Idris and my own frame are locked in a silent, freezing stalemate by the water basin, a small chubby figure appears right beside our legs. "Mommy, the deer steak dinner is completely ready—" Before Zuberi can finish the sentence, his small paws quickly lift up to cover his round eyes. "Ahem... Mommy, my little eyes didn't see a single thing! Please continue your alpha mating play!" "Continue the play?" My chest lets out a speechlessly loud sigh as my mouth snaps, "Stop vomiting total nonsense, Zuberi! The scene is not a single bit like what your little brain is thinking!"

Katniss “Scarlett, never in my life did I think you could stoop this low. For what? Love? You nearly killed an innocent child,” I spat, my voice trembling with raw fury. “You didn’t just kidnap Giselle—you poisoned her! Do you even want to know what her condition is right now?!” Scarlett remained silent, her lips pressed into a firm, unyielding line.

Too hungry to care. My stomach chose that moment to betray me, letting out a loud, desperate growl. The room was silent. So quiet I could hear our breathing—and that mortifying sound echoed like thunder. I froze. Kane raised an eyebrow. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Charming," he said drily. Asshole! No matter how refined he tried to appear, the real Kane always slipped through. A leopard can't change its spots. But I didn't have the strength to spar with him. I slumped forward, cheek nearly on the table.