Keep those tributes coming! The preview will start rolling when I get the final few.
Carley Rattegin - The Capitol, night before the Hunger Games begin.
Unbelievable. Absolutely ridiculous. I hate my parents, they ruin everything. I am missing the party of the millennium just because I'm only 16? Furious is an understatement. I had come home from school, which was totally lame. I mean, I just wanted to go home and do my hair in this elegant yet effortless District 2 wrap, ya know? Plus my cute Ancient Panem History teacher wasn't even there today so I had no cute boys to stare out the last half hour of my day, but that's beside the point.
I came home with Georgianna thinking I was going to get ready for the night of my life, but my parents, the spawn of District 13 itself, said I wasn't old enough to go party downtown?! UGH!
Currently, I was bawling my eyes out and my most expensive makeup off. Georgianna put her arm around my shoulder and brushed a strand of my electric blue hair behind my surgically elongated-ear just as my father walked in.
"Sweet-pea," he moaned. "I'm so sorry. It's just, I'm the Head Gamemaker and I can't be worrying about you with the Games so close-" my wailing increased tenfold. "-but I promise I can make it up to you, I swear!" This makes my tears stop abruptly.
I push my lower lip out and my eyes as doe-like as possible. If I was going to miss something awesome, I was going to get something just as awesome in return, okay? Father sighed and took Georgianna and I into his extravagant home office.
"Would a sneak preview of this year's tributes dry those tears?" He mused.
Georgianna's mouth dropped in like the same second as mine. If anyone, like, ever found out we'd seen something like this, I don't even know what would happen! The large screen which covered the nearest wall lit up and, with a few keystrokes from my dearest daddy, a video began to play…
The available tribute spots are on my profile page! I think I need 9 more. Happy Hunger Games and May, like, the Odds Ever Be in Your Favor.