This is an ongoing story as I am updating it every day or so on my Facebook page "The Awkward Moment when you nearly step on Peeta Mellark". Stick with it and enjoy!
Gloss's Story. Part 1:
I'd done the reaping, I'd seen the capitol, I'd waved at the crowds looking like a sparkling clown, I'd been interviewed and got my ranking: 9. I'd trained, and now I was standing on the plate with 23 other tributes around me. Waiting and eyeing the treasure awaiting me in the cornucopia. Alliances had been made and planned. I nodded at them. They smiled eagerly back.
Then we ran, we ran for the goods knocking down the weaker ones. We killed them without a moments thought. Most fled however, saving their lives for another day. It happened quickly. five dead. I looked at Petal, a District 11 girl who was the best I'd ever seen at throwing knives, darts, anything really, I presumed. She looked small and fragile but smiled at me evilly. The other careers, Flame, Shadow and Devil. They looked proud. We packed up all the goods and hiked to a safer spot.
I looked at the mash land we were walking through. Boggy. Didn't seem too dangerous but i bet there was some poisonous creatures lurking. I walked onwards as quickly as possible. Flame, a broad shouldered boy complained about the mud.
"Lets just get to dry stable ground and we'll set up," i told him taking up the role of leader. He glared at me but carried on walking. I sensed there was going to be some problems with him...