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President Bluethorn POV

This was the day. So much work and planning had led up to this point in my life. I had become President after the 156th Annual Hunger Games. I had not once been so excited to be the President as I was right now. This year was the year of the 175th Annual Hunger Games, or the Seventh Annual Quarter Quell. I was very excited to be able to be President during a Quarter Quell.

I sat up from my blue cushioned armchair, and I walked over to a small mirror that I had in my big office. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I looked very nice. My brown hair was slicked back, and my ice blue eyes seemed to be bright as ever. I casually pulled up my blue striped tie, and I smiled my best. It was now time to announce the twist in this years' games.

I turned around and went back to my big wooden desk. I pressed a small red button and began speaking into a small round speaker. "Are we all ready?" I asked my assistant on the intercom.

"Positive." the raspy voice responded. "Anytime you're ready, Sir."

I took my finger of the red button, and I stood up straight. I started walking to the big wooden doors behind my desk, which led out to my balcony that overlooked the Capitol street where the tributes would soon ride down on their chariots. I opened the two big doors with my small hands, and a wall of sound hit me.

I started waving and smiling as I walked up to the podium. The cheers of the crowd were enormously loud, and I could tell they were just as excited as I was right now. I really hoped they liked the twist in this years' games. I sure liked the twist, but how could I be sure that they loved it?

I stopped walking and I tapped the microphone two times to make sure it was working. The crowd soon went quiet, and anticipation filled the air. This was now the time I had been waiting for. I smiled bigger, and I could feel my body shaking a little from excitement.

"Ladies and Gentlemen." I say into the microphone. "I welcome you to the announcement of this years' Quarter Quell reading!"

The crowd soon began applauding and screaming in enjoyment, and I could feel my heart beat very fast. My blood was pumping, and my eyes were looking around frantically. I waited another minute or so before the crowd soon went quiet. There must be at least 100,000 people in attendance.

"To remind the rebels that "luck" always played an important role in their victories, there will be two twists in this years' game." I say. "The first twist is that there will be twice as many tributes like before during the second Quarter Quell 125 years ago. And the second twist will revolve mainly around luck. Each tribute will be given a weapon at random before they are launched into the arena whether they are skilled with it or not. The cornucopia will only be stashed with food, water, and supplies. No weapons will be available besides the one's that the tributes bring up into the arena."

The crowd was quiet for about ten seconds after I had finished talking, but they soon roared out with applause and screams. I smiled and waved again before I retreated back into my office. I sat back into my blue cushioned arm chair, and I sank down into it. This year's Hunger Games was going to be the best one yet. The thing I was most excited about most though was the arena. The arena was going to be the best arena to date. Here we go.

End of Chapter 1

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