Chapter 7

Another Nameless Tribute

Robyn

Here we are. I've told you my story up to now. What happens next is a mystery waiting to unfold.

I've been lying in the bed on the train for a while now. I feel as though if I were to move, this whole thing would become real. Right in this moment, it's all a dream. I'm resting in my room at home. My friends and family are just minutes away. It was all a bad dream. It's the morning of the reaping. Maybe my friends will be in the field.

There's a knock on the door and I'm startled. My ideal comes crashing down around me. I'm on my way to the Capital. I don't have much time left.

I turn over and put my face in the pillow. "Yes?"

"Breakfast!" Is the muffled reply.

I have a shower and get changed back into the clothes that I wore for the Reaping. I had put them into one of the drawers last night and they had gotten cleaned somehow.

In the compartment where we had eaten dinner, there's a lovely breakfast laid out on the table. The only time that I had ever seen so much food was at my cousin's wedding last year. She had married the son of the manager of the factory that my father works at. The buffet was enormous!

I sit down between Circuit and Beetee, making sure to be as far away from Joules as I can. Circuit, who is sitting beside Evalee Evanston again, asks me how I slept.

"Not very well, actually," I told him.

"Understandable. What about you, Joules?"

"Fine, thank you."

She doesn't even seem fazed by what's going on. This isn't just a publicity stunt. She can't think that she's going to go back. She can't think that she's going to beat out any of the Career Tributes.

Circuit looks surprised at how calm she is as well. "Well that's good then," he says.

And at that moment, I look out the window and see the most fantastic and amazing sight I have ever laid my eyes on.

"Oh my God," I say as I stand and make my way to the window.

The Capital stands, ominous, right over the mountains that separate us. I've seen pictures of this place at school but those Pixels could never live up to the true grandeur.

I wonder if the people at school miss me. I wonder if they'll be rooting for me. I wonder if they'll try to sponsor me.

We're going through the long tunnel that will take us into the Capital's clutches. Even, if we win, there's no telling if it'll ever let go.

When the tunnel ends, the train station begins and so does the sea of Capital citizens. I have not seen many of them in my life but they look stranger than I could've ever imagined.

I smile and wave to them, even though it is the last thing that I'd like to be doing. I know from previous games that the unpleasant tributes are never sponsored and almost always killed off first. I wonder if they cheer when they die.

I wonder if they'll cheer when I die.

sorry. short chapter. just wanted to get something up sooner rather than later! enjoy! please review or whatever! do what you like!