I woke with a start hearing my mother yell on the other side of the door.
"Brizo! Wake up dear! You have an hour before breakfast!" Called my mother excitedly. I know she was faking it though.
Nobody's happy today. Two innocent children will be reaped this afternoon... two lives taken from their families and their district. Just like every year.
I lay in my bed for a few more minutes. The sunlight was pouring through the window onto the sheets of my bed. I take it all in, if I am selected out of that bowl today I don't want to forget my home. The smell of saltwater filled the air and the sound of waves soothes me. Knowing that I have to get up, I reluctantly scramble out of the shell and sluggishly walk to my closet. There I grab a black dress and leather sandals.
The dress hugs my hips and chest perfectly and flows loosely down to the top of my knees. I strap on the sandals. The leather strips Wind up my leg till my mid-calf. My hair is dark-brown, the same color as my eyes. My fair skin has always stuck out among my district. Everyone has either blonde or light brown hair here, along with green and blue eyes and tan skin. I've never really fit in...
I leave my hair down in its natural light wave. Looking in the mirror I can see all the freckles on my face stand out against my light skin. Once I'm ready I walk down stairs and into the kitchen. My mom is setting the table while my sister plays with her rag doll. I smile. She's so cute, and young... only 5. She has 6 years till she's thrown into this terrible game. I'm 17, leaving me two more years of terror.
"Brizo, take a seat and eat. We have to leave In half an hour." Said my mother. She was always so brave on days like these. Days were everyone else was scared for their child's lives. She never shows it, always positive, and I'm grateful. Seeing her cry would make his day even harder...
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Once I checked in with the peacekeepers, I found my row. The other girls looked sick with dread. Just as I was about to comfort my friend Ceto, our capital escort Mayella came walking up stage. She wore a gold glittery dress and a matching wig. Her lips were covered in sparkles and her eyes were smoky.
She played the mandatory video of the Dark Days. Nodding her head along with the narrator. After it was over she walked back over to the microphone.
"Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds, be ever in your favor! Now as always, ladies first!" Mayella glided over to the large bowl full of names and stuck her dainty hands inside.
After what felt like forever, she drew a name. Walking back to the microphone she opens the slip. " The female tribute from District 4 is... Brizo Monty!" She smiled and looked through the crowd.
I just stood there, I was too shocked to move. After about 30 seconds of hesitation I walked up to the stage.
"Come on dear!" Mayella squealed. She grabbed me hand and pulled me towards the center.
"Now for the boys!" She grabbed a name from the very bottom. "The male tribute from district 4 is ...Castor Drake!" The young boy walked confidently up to the stage and shook my hand.
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The only people who came to say goodbye were my mom and sister. My father was out on the fishing boat this morning. Talk about horrible luck. I may never get to see my dad again... the thought brought tears to my eyes. My mother was sporting her own.
My sister Breezy ran over to me and hugged me tight. I hugged her back with all the love I could muster. "Brizo, please come back home!" She sobbed.
"I'll try, I promise." I said. My mother gave me a hug next as she let a tear run down her cheek.
"Brizo , your a strong girl. You've been helping your father for years on those boats. You can handle a trident. Even a spear. Don't forget your strengths and come home to me!" She chocked back a sob on that last part. She gave me another hug. " I almost forgot, here." She held out her hand to reveal a necklace made of tiny shells.
It was my older brothers. He died a few years back in the 70th games. We were on the 73rd games. He made the final 3, but I kid from district 2 ended up winning that year. "Thank you" I sobbed.
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They were escorted out by peacekeepers. A few minutes later So was I, they led me to a car that took us to the train station. It was me, Castor, Mayella, and our mentors. Finnick Odair and Mags Flanagan. We were stuffed in a tiny capital car.
Once we boarded the train I put my necklace on and sat in a tiny velvet chair. The train car was unbelievable. Fancy desserts were everywhere and the furniture was all brand new. "It's magnificent isn't it darling!" Cheered Mayella. I have a nod and an amazed smile. Castor sported the same face.
"Well guys, we have about half a days trip to the capital so why don't you go find your rooms and wash up for dinner." Said Finnick. He was very famous across Panem. He was the youngest victor ever, and is very charming and attractive. He gave us a famous Odair smile before we headed of to our quarters.
Please give this story a chance, it really does pick up well in other chapters!Tell me what you guys think! I'm really excited for this story and I know it might not make much sense now but I have lots of plans for future chapters! Most of the names I used have meanings which will be explained later on in the story. I'll try posting tomorrow, so till then ~peace~