Description
I was fifteen when my name was chosen at the reaping. Fifteen when I was forced to fight to the death in the Hunger Games. Only fifteen when I had to fight for everything I had ever known in the world. I was the intelligent tribute, the one who fought with strategy and intellect, a silent power I had always had ever since I could remember. I was too smart to die so young. I was the tribute that was too clever. COMPLETED ********** Author's Note Hi everyone! This is the story of Foxface, a silent, but strong, tribute of the 74th Hunger Games. The book takes the reader on Foxface's journey though the Capitol and the arena. I wrote this story because I have always thought that Foxface was an interesting character and wondered about what else she did in the Games besides what Katniss tells us in the book, so I decided to make it up how I imagined it myself. This is my first book, so please don't judge too much. I tried to write it to the best of ability, but that can only take me so far. Thank you so much for reading my Foxface fanfiction, and I hope you enjoy it as much I enjoyed writing it! Please note: This story is all true to the book with some things added from the movie. I did not add any random twists or change anything about the plot. I own nothing. This was all made possible by the Hunger Games written by the amazing writer Suzanne Collins.
Chapter 1
