A/N: So this chapter is obviously dedicated to the creator of Caroline, Scoobygal. I hope you like what I've done with your character, and for other tributes, this is an example of what I'll be doing for you! (: REVIEW!

Flash Back (one year before)

"I like you. I like you…Drew, I like you. I like you! I like you! Every time I see you I want to walk up to you and kiss your lips off! I like you…" Caroline Lonestar's curly copper hair flew out in wisps all around her, and she swept it out of her eyes impatiently.

The face staring back at her brought on a wave of discontent. Her dark navy blue eyes shown with flecks of silver, much alike her own mother's. Her face was round and curvy, with freckles skipping across her delicate nose. She was quite short in relation to all the other long-legged petite blondes from district one, but she enjoyed being "fun-sized."

Caroline currently stood in front of her dark cherry wood full size mirror, practicing what she has been waiting to say for a year now, to her adorably handsome crush, Drew Haste. Drew had those dreamy, to die for, blonde locks with bright blue eyes and a charming smile. Her heart melted at the sight of him.

"I'm going to walk right up to him, and I'll tell him," she whispered to herself, staring intensely at the picture of him where she had cut his form out of last year's class picture.

Today, of all days, was the reaping. She had on a long white satin dress, and small sky blue flats. Her hair, she decided to tie to the side in a low pony tail, falling over her right shoulder.

(switching to first person)

The walk to the town center wasn't very far, but I listened angrily to my mother shouting at me not to get dirty.

"Mother, please! I'm almost sixteen!" I hissed, rolling my eyes.

I found my place among the crowd of sixteen year old Barbie doll blondes, and settled down to look for drew. I spotted him. He was talking to a group of other guys, who I could not name, because frankly I didn't care. A skimpy blonde girl, Lacey, who looked like she ate an almond a day hung all over Drew in the most annoying way. I looked down at my own curvy body, but then I remembered I actually ate.

I continued to look adoringly at Drew until the mayor finished his speech, and the district representer, Augustine Dupree, a man with bright green hair, stepped up.

"Welcome to the 99th annual Hunger Games! First up, the lovely ladies," petafile.

He unfolded a small piece of paper, and I held my breath along with the entire district one.

"Jenna Mcnaire." I was safe for another year.

A timid, pitiful looking twelve year old stepped out and walked to the stage.

"I volunteer!" about time. Usually people are decking each other to fill the position. A tall, gorgeous (as always) blonde stepped out from the eighteens and walked to the front.

"Now the boys!" his voice cracks half way through the sentence Ha. Ha-ha.

"Drew Haste." SAY WHAT? My breath hitched in my throat, and I almost threw up my heart. No, no, no, no, no. This could not be happening. Drew broke apart and walked to the stage, his face free of emotion. He offered the camera an award winning smile. Not Drew, any one but Drew.

I raced to the city hall; Drew would not leave before I told him how I felt. The peacekeeper shoved into the room after five minutes of me just standing there, looking nervously at the door.

Drew looked up, confused to see me there.

"Hello? Do I know you?" he looked at me, his pretty blue eyes sparkling. Not now Caroline!

"Uhh…ehhh…ermm..." he saved me from stuttering.

"Oh yeah, your Catoline?" I wanted to tell him it was Caroline, but I could no longer speak, it was close enough, right?

Then before I could think, I ran out. Just like that. That was the last time I ever saw Drew Haste. The District two male tribute decapitated him with a pick axe in the final eight. That's when I vowed I would get my revenge on both district two tributes. I was going into the Hunger Games for sure next year, and no blonde Barbie doll craving attention was going to change that.

End Flash Back (present day reaping)

I stood twirling in my navy blue dress. It came to my knees, and fanned out, with long puffy sleeves, and a lower neckline then usual. My hair hung limply on my shoulders. A pair of once love-filled eyes now stared back with a cold, menacing look. My hair had gotten lighter, and I had grown in inch or two, but I was still the same short loner who stood out among the district one females.

I walked to the town center silently, lost in thought, remembering every curve, every perfection of Drew's face. I missed him so much it hurt sometimes.

I stepped in line with the seventeen's and looked to my left to find Lacey there, we had actually spoken once, she was Drew' girlfriend when he died, and I felt an ounce of remorse for her, but just an ounce. I was still jealous that he knew how she felt about him.

When it came time to announce the tributes, I stood with my head held high, the other girls still towering over me by a long shot.

"Caroline Lonestar."

I'm coming for you district two, and when I do, I'm going to kill you mercilessly, like you did to Drew. I love you Drew. A secretive smile grazed my lips.

A/N: So I really hope you liked it! (: anyone liking Caroline right now? Who thinks she has a chance of winning, hmm? We'll see, right? Just a reminder, you should read these chapters if you're another tribute, know your competition, right?