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Chapter 7
Cast list for this chapter: (in order of appearance)
Katniss Everdeen: Lovino Vargas/South Italy
Peeta Melark: Antonio Fernadez Carriedo/Spain
Haymitch Abernathy: Vash Zwingli/Switzerland
Effie Trinket: Felix Łukasiewicz/Poland
Caesar Flickerman: Elizabeta Hedervary/Hungray
Seneca Crane: Natalia Braginski/Belarus
"Lovino Vargas."
The voice reached the last pair waiting for their assessment. Lovino stood, trying to ignore the tremor that shook through his hands and the way the chill of the room ran down his spine. The large gate which closed off one room from the next opened slowly, and Lovino walked slowly towards it.
"Lovino," Antonio spoke, gaining the attention of his fellow district mate. Lovino turned slowly, all his moves deliberate.
"Good luck," Antonio said. Lovino bowed his head, the tremors in his hands slightly leaving his hands and his steps a bit steadier. He walked through the gates and listened as they closed behind him.
The room he walked into was large and spacious, a stage set up above the area. Lovino stared at the people on the stage, they were walking and talking, no one seemed to notice he even entered the room. Everyone there was seeming to have a good time, laughing and smiling. Lovino walked up to the stage where he saw a bow sitting near the corner of it. It was meant for him, it was the only thing there besides the targets on the other side of the room.
"Lovino Vargas," he spoke loudly, to get their attention, "District 12."
The people stopped talking, even just for a moment, turning to him and letting him have their full attention. Lovino nodded in appreciation, before he picked up the bow. He gave a few experimental tugs at the string, testing the firmness and the flexibility of the bow. Lovino reached over and took one of the arrows that was waiting for him, walked over to the target area, notched the arrow, and let it fly.
The arrow sank itself about six inches away from the place he wanted to. The target was a cutout of a human, so he landed in a non-lethal area near the head. He gave a sigh of frustration, not even glancing at the judges before he grabbed another arrow and took aim once again. This time the arrow went right where he wanted it to, sailing dead center in the head of his target. Lovino smirked proudly, looking to see what the judges thought of his new work.
Except they weren't thinking anything about him. They were back to talking amongst themselves and eating their food while laughing. No one was glancing in his direction, no one saw him sink the bow in his target, no one even seemed to care.
Lovino growled low in his throat, clenching and unclenching his hand around his bow. They were sitting above him, not even caring as he tried to participate in their games, tried to give into their ways. Yet they didn't even care.
"Who bought a pig?" a light female voice sounded. Lovino's eyes watched the female with long silver hair and a dark blue dress question the others. Some of the men laughed at her question, as they began to dig into the meal.
He could feel himself snap as they began to eat and laugh even louder. No one even glanced in his direction. He couldn't think, he could hardly breathe. He grabbed another arrow from the case, aimed, and fired right in the mouth of the pig where the apple sat. Silence descended over the area, nothing could be said. They stared at him.
"Thank you," he snarled out, "for your consideration."
Lovino walked away, still holding his bow, before he threw it on the ground without even bothering to break his stride. He wanted to rest, not to think about what they were doing or how he was going to get an earful from Felix later on.
"You said what?!" Felix shouted. Lovino flinched away from the loud noise. Felix was pacing back and forth in front of him, a barrage of pink glory in all its fury. Antonio sat next to Lovino, and though he hadn't done anything wrong, it didn't stop Felix from blaming the other male.
"They weren't paying any attention to me! This is my life on the line here," Lovino growled. Felix stopped in his antics, placing his hands on his hips and glaring down at Lovino.
"Oh heaven forbid you forget this thing called manners," Felix moaned sarcastically. Lovino rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore Felix for a while.
"And you, how come you didn't stop him?" Felix rounded on Antonio. Antonio looked from side to side, his chocolate eyes wide. Lovino snickered, glad that the attention wasn't on him anymore.
"How was I going to know he would do that?" Antonio asked. Felix paused for a moment.
"You know him you should have predicted this kind of thing!" Felix yelled with a flutter of his hands. Just then Vash entered the room, and Antonio was let off the hook.
"Where have you been? Did you hear what Lovino did?" Felix rushed at the other blonde man. Vash looked from Felix to Lovino, both of them waiting for his reply.
"Nice job," Vash said sullenly. He had other things on his mind obviously.
"Nice job?!" Felix screeched. Vash winced at the sound.
"Look they'll either love it or they'll hate it. What else can they do?" he answered. "Now be quite they're about to how the results."
Felix did indeed quite down, he plopped himself down right next to Francis, who had been extremely quite as to avoid getting yelled at, and crossed his arms with a pout. Almost as soon as he was quite, Vash turned the television on to see the results.
A bright looking woman with long, shiny brown hair was shown on the television. She wore a bright green dress with an apron, and she smiled brightly into the camera. Lovino thought she looked a bit too normal to work for the capitol.
"And welcome back, we're just about to find out the scores of our favorite District members. Let's begin shall we?
From District One, Alfred…with a score of 10…."
Lovino tuned out the voice. It would be a long wait until they finally got to his District with the way Elizabeta, as her nametag indicated, was talking so slowly. Once he finally felt Antonio begin to tense he knew his District was coming up.
"Now comes District Eleven….Tim with a score of 9…and Matthew with a score of 8."
Antonio sucked in a huge breath once he noticed his face was now on the screen. He hoped that it would be a great score, nothing low like a six or a seven. Elizabeta seemed to take even longer this time, looking over the card in front of her for the answers.
"Finally we have District 12….Antonio with a score of 8!"
Everyone relaxed. Felix seemed to lose all the fight that had been in his fight before, he now patted Antonio on the back and told him that an eight wasn't bad, they could certainly work with that.
"Now, Lovino, the boy on fire with a score of…" Elizabeta paused, looking up at the camera with her eyebrows raised, "a score of 11."
Utter and complete silence for a long moment before Francis started clapping and everyone else started joining in. Even Vash gave Lovino a smile and a chuckle. Antonio was smiling brighter than even when he had found out his own score. Lovino was sitting in shock, as Antonio put his arm around him and hugged him.
"I thought they hated me…" Lovino whispered, completely and utterly relieved.
Francis stood, holding a glass of champagne loosely in his hand. "To Lovino Vargas the boy on fire," he announced and everyone stood, clicking their glasses together and reveling in a small victory.
