Hunger Game History

Now, just remember, Catching Fire and Mockingjay haven't happened yet, (and probably won't) mainly because I haven't read them, and I'm writing this the same night I got The Hunger Games (I finished it within 1 day's time). Also if any of you readers have advice or praise or even gentle criticism, please review and tell me about it! Also if you figure out or know what Lobo means keep it to yourself so you don't ruin it for those who might not know.

The Beginning

My mouth opened and I gape at the announcer lady. How could she pick me? I mean what are the odds? I was just visiting for a couple years, and the rule says, any one my age, or slightly younger or older has to enter. So I did it right here in District Twelve. To be honest, since the Gamemakers aren't reading this, I might as well tell you that I have a little secret. One that no one can ignore it once they find out.

Another truthful moment, I must have to say that really, I'm not scared of the Games. If I wasn't the person I was I would be proud to compete, but then again, if I wasn't the person I am now, I would never survive. Kite is my name, but people call me Summer, due to my somewhat sunny and optimistic, retard attitude. Don't worry, that's not me. I'm sarcastic, rebellious, clever, strong, rude, overly confident, and more negative than positive.

A person like people portray me as wouldn't stand a chance in the Hunger Games. Never Ever. Not in a million years. People like me though who are great actresses and have such a personality as a cover do. I hear whispers behind me as I look around, mouth open. I raise my eyebrows and then turn back to the stage. At the last second I remember the personality I created for myself and I grin widely, and nod stupidly.

"Yeah! Ok! ALLRIGHT!" I say in an optimistic voice. I pump both fists in the air and I bounce up. I hear confused mutters and I see people glance at each other with looks of stupidity on their faces.
"WOOP! WOOP!" I shout to the audience. Effie, the announcer lady face-palms, as if to be ashamed that I was picked out of everyone.

"Volunteers?" She asked cheerily. "No? Anyone want to take this clueless girl's place?" She asks the crowd, gritting her teeth on 'clueless'.

"Ok, then, now for the boys," she called.

"Anyone want to take her place?" She asked again suddenly.

I slowly scoot sideways, inch-by-inch, and while Effie is preparing to pick out a name, I put bunny ears over her head smiling so wide, my face starts to hurt. Just before she pulls a name, she hears the crowd let go of a giggle and she turns around. My hands quickly dart behind my back, and a frown pulls the corners of my lips downward, just as her eyes are set on me. She turns back to draw the name.

"Lobo Wolfe!"

I freeze at the calling of the name. Instantly I see that the crowd is startled when my stupid, cheery personality drains from me. How was his name called? He was dead! D-E-A-D! He'd been dead for years. I can tell by his eyes that he is just as surprised. He takes his place next to me, and I look at him, eyes bugged out.

This makes everything more difficult! I'm sure the Capitol will recognize us, the two Avox experiment escapees. Yes that's right, I'm an Avox, but I change my appearance constantly. It would have been hard enough to conceal who I was in the Capitol, but now, Lobo is here too, and his appearance hasn't changed a whole lot. I look at the crowd, my eyebrows scrunched together.

Then my deepest thoughts are shatter when I hear loud singing. It wasn't good singing, or even bad singing, just really terrible singing! I look over to see what such creature could make such a hideous noise.

As soon as I look at the approaching three figures I know who they are. It is Katniss and Peeta. The last winners from district twelve. Between them, hung over their shoulders, was a hung-over creature I recognized to be Haymitch.

My eyes widen at his appearance.

"We apologize!" Katniss says. "We thought Haymitch should attend, but…" she grunts. Peeta just nods, straining to keep up Haymitch's weight, which is now leaning on him. Slowly, Peeta pushes him back up straight.

I smile.

"Ah! Effie! Nice to ah see y-yoooooou…" Haymitch yowls. I glance at her face I almost laugh at the sight. The two teens push him down into his seat and they stand up brushing themselves off.

It isn't long before Lobo and I are shuffled down to a train. We are left alone together for just a moment, while Effie chats with the past tributes. I, at first, believe I am alone, but a hot, steamy breath on the back of my neck startles me. I jump. It is Lobo. He looks just as startled as I am about me jumping.

"Hey Kite, it's been a while," is all he has to say. Then I respond.

"Don't call me Kite, my name is Summer now, at least in the public eye it is," I tell him sweetly, knowing full well people are watching. He half-smiles and nods coolly.

I roll my eyes and, just when I was about to ask how he escaped the Capitol in the first place, Katniss, the girl tribute from before grabs my shoulder.

"Hello!" She says. She doesn't expect anything back but I speak happily.

"Hi! Hi!" I jump up, talking in only my sweetest, most innocent voice. Katniss watches me for a moment as if I couldn't be a worst choice for the games.

"Hi, well I'm Katniss, I will be your mentor for the next several days, and I will help prepare you for the games."
"Oh! I'm soooooo excited!" I say giddily.

"Oh, hey, another thing, you're going to be on camera, possibly when we get on the train, a surprise I'm not to tell you, but, no offense or anything, but can you not act so…. So…" She pauses when she sees my toothy smile. "Can you not be so sunny, and sweet… and dumb?" She asks. I continue to smile. She must think I have slow reflexes because my lips are curved up, so she speaks again while she thinks I'm soaking it in. "I know it's harsh, but please? The Games are a serious thing, you have to be serious.

"Do you think we'll play four square?" I ask after a long pause, of just standing and smiling. Katniss slaps her head.

"Oh no! You accidentally slapped yourself! Silly girl! That could hurt you!" That's when Katniss seems to loose it. She stomps over to Peeta, who is speaking with Lobo, to complain.

"Peeta, I think we should give up trying to help these two. Summer's hopeless. She doesn't know a thing, and doesn't soak anything in! She's too optimistic!" She complains.

"Well, why should I give up on Lobo, he seems pretty smart!" Peeta says.

"He's also like a Goth and he doesn't listen, look he's not even listening to us now!"

"Not a goth!" He said, louder than he usually dared. "I- uh like the color black," he nodded, before returning to stare off in space.

Effie trots over to Katniss and Peeta. "What's the problem?" She asks.

"Effie, We've got one 14 year old that's too enthusiastic, and a 15 year old that's not enthusiastic at all, he doesn't even care," Katniss complains.

"Are you sure you didn't over look any volunteers?" Peeta asks. Effie shakes her head.

"Well at least I'm not the one to be blamed for any certain someone being picked," Katniss hisses. Moments pass before any of the small trio says anything. Katniss is the first one to complain again.
"Why'd you pick a blond girl?" She bursts suddenly. I use this as an opportunity to skip over. Peeta's hair is kinda blond, but he's a guy.

"Yup! That's me! I'm blond!" I acknowledge them. I continue to smile, and skip around, singing 'I'm blonde' all the while to no particular tune. Then I instantly stopped. My eyes widen at Katniss and inch back.

"What?" She asks me alarmed.

"You said that in a mean way," I say referring to her comment on blonds moments before. "Does this mean your blondist?" I ask.

"What?" She asks again, this time without alarm.

"You know someone who is against blonds…" I mumble. "Hey! Look at this!" I suddenly shout. I pick up the ends of my hair, which are deep brown, not strawberry blonde like the rest of my head. "This brown color is natural!" I inform her.

Effie and Peeta just stare. There is more silence before Lobo randomly chuckles and walks away to where the train is supposed to be in 10 minutes.

I smile, shrug and then turn to skip to the other side of the giant sign Lobo stands on the other side of. On my way there, though, I trip and land flat on my face, but I pop right back up. I hear Katniss 'URGGG!' and stamp her feet behind me so I do a spin turn and say, "Don't worry! It's not the ground's fault!" I say before skipping off. The three continue to chat about any chances Lobo and I might have, or if we're just playing a part, and its then that I recognize that I'm alone with Lobo again.

"Hey Lobo, if you don't mind me asking, I thought you were dead, how did you escape? I mean I know I saw that plane thing explode."

"It did," he says quietly. "I broke through my cage, dangling over the forest, though and I landed hard in the water, feet down. It left me immobile for days because of how bad my feet were injured afterwards, but no trouble came for me," he explains.

"Well… How… How do you feel about returning to the Capitol? Are you scared they might recognize us?"

He didn't answer me; instead he just stood there as the train started to come our way. I silence myself and look down at my feet as the train roars to a halt. Peeta comes up to the middle of the sign and, surprisingly comes to my side.

"Hey, you want to go on the train now?" He asks politely. I nod, smiling. I step forward and I'm about to walk into the train when Peeta stops me from ramming into the big steel cylinder on wheels.

"Whoa! Hey! How ya doin'? Let's go this way!" Peeta says directing me in the direction of Lobo. I go without a fight and then Lobo smirks and he starts to move forward as well.

"CHOO! CHOO!" I shout out loud, pumping one fist up and down. Peeta seems startled, but laughs.