Sponsor Gifts Hunger Games Novels & Stories

He says as he walks off the stage, and everyone claps. “I didn't know that this was an auction and the cause is actually really good.” I tell Damon. “Yeah, it is, and sorry I forgot to tell you, I usually just send him a cheque.” He tells me and I nod my head. A woman who reminds me of Effie Trinket from The Hunger Games, because of the way she's dressed, steps onto the stage and begins the auction. Three items have been called so far and a lot of money has been made.

But the people who get in the way of my money tend to die pretty miserably. "What brings you here so late, Dr. McPhee?” "Money." Stella pulled out a check and slid it across the table. "One million dollars. No name attached." Summer exploded. "Stella! You've got some nerve trying to bribe a witness right in front of me!" Stella didn't even bat an eyelid. "Captain Hill, accusations require evidence. "I'm paying Mr. Thompson out of my own pocket to serve as a funeral consultant. Making an advance appointment isn't illegal, is it?"

I grew up with him. “Handsome,” I huffed. “So, are you going to do it for me?” He gave me that puppy eyes look. Innocent and troubled. I shook it off. Focus. Don’t fall for it. “Umm… Let me think. What would I get in return if I agreed to poke the lioness for your sake?” Hmm, that’s right. There must be some benefits. “I can do your homework for an entire week or sponsor your snacks for the entire month.”

He placed it carefully in front of me. “This is the sponsorship document,” he said. “It is legal. It covers your tuition, your books, and your basic needs until you complete university.” My breath caught violently. I stared at the folder as though it was a holy object. My fingers trembled as I reached for it. “But… why?” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Why would you do this for me?” Mrs. Harrison leaned forward. “Because someone once helped my husband,” she said simply. “When he was young and struggling. And because the world is already cruel enough. We don’t want to be part of that cruelty.”

~Arya~ His brows furrowed in rapt concentration. I could almost hear the gears turning in his head. “You think that will work?” “It will. You need to show everyone how genuine you are by how much you can part with. This auction is a charity event, and all the proceeds go to a humanitarian organization.” I let the information sink in, building enough momentum for him to show more interest. “If words get out that you are the highest sponsor, imagine the pride my dad will feel to have you as his son in law.”

“That’s just the dust poisoning you,eat.” He eyed the food suspiciously,it was jollof rice, two pieces of fried plantain, and meat that looked too generous to be random cafeteria fare. Sandy blinked. “Wait… you don’t have money,who paid?” Randy pointed weakly at his bag. “Mrs Brenda gave me a food voucher.” Jayden gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. “Bro.. You’re sponsored..That’s how famous people started!” Brian sighed, rubbing his temple. “Jayden, what does being famous and sweeping have in common?”

Lug Nut asks for a burger and Merigold a club sandwich with a side of loaded fries. Macy goes to take Finn and Callen’s orders next. She apologizes for the wait and even offers them dessert on the house to make up for it. They declined to state it wasn’t a problem and they didn’t have to wait long. After getting Callen and Finn’s order Macy goes to the kitchen. Once I know she is out of earshot then I ask “ Callen is grandda still taking?” I don’t get a chance to finish before Callen holds up his phone “ Already on it.” I say my thanks and turn my attention back to Merigold and Lug Nut. They look at me questionable so I explain. “ Over the years the O’ Sullivan family has sponsored a select

"Thank you, Sir. Enjoy your stay there." When Teacher Maria and Teacher Carla entered their room, they were both surprised with the welcome gifts and souvenirs of their sponsors' collaterals with them. Laying on top of their beds are personalized Polo Shirts to be used on their 1st session later, a bag of goodies, a jacket, and a cash gift worth P10,000 each as their pocket money during the event. "Wow, they were so generous. Thank you," both of them were so happy counting their pennies and fitting their shirts. Being medium earners, they felt so blessed with their tokens and gifts from their sponsors. After freshening up, teacher Maria and Teacher Carla then proceed to Cabana's room to have

"Who the hell barges into a royal committee meeting?" "Looking for death?" "My lords," an official stepped up, "there's no reason to cancel the games. I found us a sponsor for the games!" What? Everyone stood up, looking at the official blankly and then staring at the people with him. "What did you just say?" "What sponsor? Jake stepped up and glanced at everyone before he said, "I will sponsor the Games. Tell me the account number and how much it is!" What!