Keeper of the lost Heart

By Reyna Delacourt
Chapter 1
Vocabulary...

1 minute That's how long they were

required to stand on their metal
circles before the sound of a gong
released them.
True, Fleur had no idea how much a
minute would last but she knew it was
less than two minutes! and that counted
for something, right? She also knew
that if she stepped off before that
minute-which-is-less-than-two-minutes
ended she would be blown to smits— ,
smiths— ,smitheens— ,smithreens. ughhh
whatever, no need for such fancy
vocabulary! —Would be blown to peces!
Fleur cringed, glad no one could have
heard that.

Chapter 2
Memories... Memories...
Fleur tried to remember the last happy
memory she had with her loving sister
Wilhelmina. You never knew if it would
be the last thing she remembered!
Anyway, Mina had been asleep when Fleur
at the time had tiptoed a few feet to
not wake Mina, before she’d turned back
and yelled “IM GOING OUTSIDE!!!” Mina
had woken up with a squeal before
shouting “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY
ROOM!!”,”YOU’R SO CREEPY, GET OUT!!!”
while throwing the nearest thing in her
reach, which so happened to be Mina’s
pet piglet Señor Truffles. Fleur
ducked, and Señor Truffles sailed over
her head, crashing into the mouth of
Fleur’s stuffed crocodile head.”
Which was lucky ‘cause Fleur had always
wanted to sail.Lucky Señor truffles!
AND DON’T TOUCH MY CEREALS!!!” Mina
yelled while throwing her muddy boot at
Fleur which hit with a loud “SMACK”
leaving a muddy footprint on Fleur’s
face. “DON’T WORRY I’M FINE!!” Fleur
yelled before receiving another boot-
in-the-face moment.
”OK BYE, LOVE YOU” yelled Fleur
“AND DON’T COME BACK!!” yelled/retorted
Mina.

Chapter 3
Dream com true... literally

Fleur was quickly distracted from

recalling her happy memory of her
sister by a silvery shiny mirror-like
mace which was bigger than her head,and
resting atop was a sandwich!
Again,True, she wasn’t sure what type
of sandwich in particular it was. But
she’d had a dream the day before of a
sandwich on a mace! She had to get that
sandwichy-mace!

Chapter 4
Instructor Rebecca!

But then again her instructor, Rebecca,

had said to go to the forest, Fleur
paused, deep in thought. Rebecca
actually hadn’t said anything like
that, she reflected.Fleur thought
again, she could just recall Rebecca
saying “Just try not to embarrass me or
yourself,but mostly me” then she’d
grumbled something to herself about
someone as important as her getting
stuck with a dumb tribute like h—
WAIT!? She’d actually said that?! So
much for encouragement Fleur mentally
grumbled. Anyway back on track, after
super-dumb-person-who-looks-too-much-
at-herself-Queen had said how-totes-
awesome-and-fortunate-it-was-to-have-
her/Fleur, she’d added as an
afterthought “Oh. And ,umm, try not to
kill yourself” while imperiously
examining her perfectly trimmed nails
(which were soooo dumb!).
But it was tempting, soooo tempting. To
defy Lady-she-thinks-she’s-so-awesome-
but-she-actually-isn’t.

Chapter 5
Derek... keeper of Fleur’s heart...

Abruptly Fleur was interrupted (yet

again)from her fuming (and temptation)
by a flicker of movement. (But the
interruption was totes worth it)
because there, standing on his pedestal
(metal circle) a few tributes to her
right was Derek looking amazing as
always while he waited for the gong.
Wow. Just Wow. There wasn’t anything to
say, he was just— Wow. Shaking herself
from her amazed daze she examined him
more closely. Her crush looked just
like when he’d saved her from some very
mean district ones and two.

Chapter 6
Prince Derek Charming To The Rescue!

At the back of Fleur’s mind an un-

logical tiny voice told her that he’d
only pushed the district ones and two
aside because he had not been happy
that they had been in his way and as
pay back for putting muddy foot prints
all over his red rug when he’d first
arrived. But the MUCH bigger MORE
logical part of her brain screamed that
he was soooo handsome and soooo
romantic and soooo awesome (Fleur could
keep listing all day how great he was),
drowning out the tiny totes un-logical
dumb voice. True, he’d also pushed her
aside which made her fall on her face
breaking her nose,but that had totes
been an accident! It was also totes
only a small little detail! details
totes didn’t matter! only the big
picture which was that he’d rushed to
her aid pushing her enemies aside,
totes saving her for the rest of
eternity!...
Ok, fine, not exactly totes the rest of
eternity... but totes close!...

Chapter 7
Young love...

Anyway back to what she’d been saying,

right then Fleur was interrupted (yet
again) by the totes most amazing thing
in the world! He looked in HER main
direction! Sunlight bathing him in a
golden beam! music playing! And his
hair lifting in the wind as he did so.
But then she crushed her own hopes and
dreams by realizing he was actually
looking at Shannon the pretty girl to
her left from district 9 who looked (as
always) like a goddess. With her stupid
long (brunette) flowing hair, and her
stupid ridiculously beautiful teal
eyes, and her dumb perfect features,
and her movie star worthy smile that
made Fleur want to smack it off her
ridiculous unworthy-of-Derek Face. It
was like, what did she have that Fleur
didn’t! Fleur totes had really nice
bleached-blonde short pigtails, and
pretty mud brown eyes flecked with
grey, and she was totes sure that she
had beautiful, perfect features
somewhere in her round red-faced chubby
face!

Chapter 8
Lost Love...

Fleur felt her anger immediately boil

at the thought of princess-who-looked-
like-a-troll-compared-to-the-GREAT-and-
POWERFUL-FLEUR! and without thinking
she stepped off her metal circle to
block Shannon from Derek’s view, with a
victorious “MWAHAHAH— while giving a
smug grin at Ms unworthy-of Derek,
before with a loud BANG! exploding to
pieces, then rolled over by a random
school bus with music so loud it made
birds flee from the trees, who just
happened to be there, while the gong
sounded no less.

THE END—
OF THE MOST ROMANTIC STORY— WHICH— MIGHT I
ADD— WILL BE REMEMBERED TO THE END OF TIME!

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Though I would like to say I came up with this

wonderfully romantic story all by myself, I must admit
that I was inspired by quite a few people—
The first person I must thank for my inspiration is my
dear sister Fleur, who’s lovely character I used for my
charming protagonist which, without Fleur’s character
would have been garbage— I must also thank— ...
Nope I actually have no one else to thank more than
me, moi, and myself for this genius story! And with
that I must say a Nike-worthy victorious
MWAHAHAHA quickly followed by an Adîuu (which by
the way is perfectly accented FLEUR— And yes I know
you will comment on that!FLEUR)

Other people who played a minor role of inspiration:

Shannon Messenger...

Suzanne Collins...

Other people who I can’t remember the name of...

And...

Shakespeare...

(For the record ‘And’ is not a name —neither is this!-)

Also, if you’re reading this Fleur— don’t ask why I
chose the name! It just sounded right— speaking of
which I was thinking of future book names...
Such as ‘keeper of flames’ or ‘The dark side of light’
or... well, you get it—and again DON’T ask why I
thought of those names!