Peeta Hunger Games Actor Novels & Stories

Not after the game that he played. I took a cautious step closer to the banister, heart racing in my chest. I wanted to hear what they were talking about. Being outside, I knew that I couldn't. Not every word at least. Most of the roles in the house were soundproof and considering the fact that most of the PAC members were talking, that muffled up a lot of what was being said, but I heard enough. “…Omega wouldn’t still be breathing under your roof.” My stomach twisted. That bastard.

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.

His chocolate brown hair is falling out of his beanie in beautiful curls. Height check Super hot check Handsome check Accent check Sparks check. I had found my Mr Right He is staring at me as if I had gone mad but I know I haven't. Maybe I am " Welcome to Preston high Liam. " I say and grin at him as I try to curb my restless heart......