HAPPY HOLIDAYS, EVERYONE! And I have another chapter of torture for you (torture for the tributes I mean, I hope not for you) so while you are eating your turkey or spending time with friends and family and having a merry time, district 7 tributes are facing difficult internal struggles. Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games or the concept of it. I don't own most of these characters except the ones I made up which is the girl from district 6 and some mentors and escorts. Thanks! Reviews with helpful criticism would be nice.

Mimosa Madrone 3rd person POV

Night had fallen by the time Mimi Madrone entered the dining cart and sat down and by that time she was already getting tired. It was an extremely long day for her and all she really wanted to do was to just go to her room and cry herself to sleep. But no! She had to eat dinner with the other tribute and escort and listen to their stupid comments about clothes and hair then comment about it.

Mimi entered the room as quietly as she can so that she wouldn't be noticed to find that the others were indeed in an intense conversation about skin tones.

"Are you sure that long dresses looks good on you," Gavin Trallna, the other tribute, mused "Please, girl, form fitting will look far better on you. By the way you described yourself."

Lillian Witman looked down at her hands and arms. "Really? You're blind! Do you even remember what the a dress looks like? But you know, longer dresses are becoming a little flat on me. I guess I could use a change." She smiled a Gavin and said something about her hair color but Mimi didn't care to listen. She sat down and grabbed a blow of chicken noodle soup before anyone could ask her a question but Lillian noticed her. "What do you think Mimi?"

Mimi furrowed her brow, tapped her knuckles on the table. She could feel their eyes watching her as if they were taunting her to do something terrible. "Uhh," She began "OMG you should soooo go with pink! Ha! Yeah right! who cares about colors? Waste you money on more important things and stop asking me questions, got it?" Mimi would have hated to see their reaction so she just took a roll from a basket. She took a big bite. It was soft and warm, the aroma surrounded her like a blanket keeping other people from hurting her but really it was only in her mind. And that hurt more. She just didn't admit it.

Lillian glanced at Gavin quietly then took a bite of her roast beef. She chewed slowly as if she was contemplating something but she didn't dare speak. Gavin on the other hand spoke "We were just wondering."

"Does it look like I care?"

"I like you," a male voice said, far too low for Gavin's. Mimi jumped. She turned to see a man with messy brown hair and stubble like he hadn't shaved that day. His brown shirt was un-tucked and he pants were torn. He sat down and grabbed an apple from the table. "Listen up, girls; I don't want no talking about hair or anything other than the games. And I'm not talking to Mimosa."

Mimi looked for an offended face on Gavin but none came.

"So you two want to survive the Hunger Games? We'll let me give you a little description about what you'll be facing in a couple weeks." He closed his eyes and sat ,breathing deeply then his eye snapped open. He threw the apple that he had in his hand up and somehow flung his knife towards the apple so fast that Mimi didn't even get the chance to see. When the apple landed, the knife was lodged in the center, piercing the beautiful red skin.

For a second, Mimi was in utter shock. She slumped over her plate glumly with distant eyes because for some reason, she felt it represented something more than just an apple. It's perfect shape and beautiful skin. It's perfect texture and delicious taste. It reminded her of something. "My name's Luther, I'll be your life-line." Luther murmured. He took a fig from the fruit tray and stabbed the fig with the same knife in the apple so that two fruits were on the blade. "This is your life in the Hunger Games if you die." He gestured towards the knife "And this…" He took the fig and apple off of the knife and began eating it. "And this is what it is like if you survive."

"Um, I can't see." Gavin squeaked.

Luther glared and ignored his comment.

"We die either way?" Mimi asked.

"Of course, no matter what you will die at some point. It's a part of life," Luther replied.

"No I mean because of the games,"

"That depends on your definition of dying." said Luther slyly with his mouth full.

Lillian seemed to have understood more than both of the tributes. She folded her hand in her lap with sad eyes and slowly murmured "That isn't true, look at you Luther. Look how famous you've become." Luther's eyes flickered violently as he clenched his fist.

"Famous…I would trade every cent I've made off the games for my wife and kids in a heartbeat. I would give everything I have to be with them. But, because of the games, I lost them." Mimi examined Luther's face. Anxiety. Stress. Mourning. It was all in his eyes. She touched the purple hair pin in her pocket and felt it too. She felt everything he felt.

"Wh-what happened to them?" Mimi took out the pin and pinned it in her hair as she waited for his response. It took a while for him to answer but she was glad in a way.

"They left. They taught I was a monster."

Luther's steely tone made tension so thick that Mimi could have cut it with a knife. Everyone in the room sat still, holding their breath like if they breathed they would be murdered. Mimi's lips formed a frown on her face as she looked at the others. Gavin was staring at his plate, even though he was blind. Luther continued munching his fig like nothing happened. And Lillian seemed the most terrified. Her gold eyes opened wide with her hands clenched together in her lap. Her blue skin seemed to have turned a bright pink and her white evening gown seemed to sag unappealingly around her plastic body.

No one spoke. No one moved. No one dared to do anything. And everyone, even Lillian, felt death's grip on them.

Gavin Trallna 3rd person POV

When Lillian's presence left the room, Gavin felt like he was going to throw up. Not because of all the food he ate but because of the weird feeling in his stomach. Like he was alone. He felt Luther's and Mimi's presence with him but they seemed distant in their own worries and fears. None of them spoke a word as the haunting word began to set into Gavin's mind. They left. They thought I was a monster.

Gavin felt like a monster all the time especially at school when he felt those kids eyes on him. When he walked down the hall and sat on the side lines at gym. They were always there watching like vultures waiting for prey to die so that they could eat. Of course, he couldn't see them but he knew alright.

Gavin tapped his fingers on the table and waited for someone to do anything. He thought about saying something but it was Luther who spoke first.

"So, show me what you got," the harsh voice said, cutting the silence. "If I'm gonna help you survive then I might as well know what you're good at. Mimi let's start with you."

Gavin could hear a little gasp before the sound of clattering dishes. "Are the servant's taking the food away?" Gavin asked quietly. The sound paused for a moment then continued on. When the sound finally stopped, there was the stumbling footsteps on the ground the a commotion of shattering plates and silverware.

"Strong but not too strong, I see." Luther murmured "Well, sorry hon, I think the strength category is taken up by those careers. You won't stand a chance."

"That's not exactly the nicest thing to say," Gavin stepped in, his first time standing up for someone. There was a surge of power that zapped through him that made him fell unstoppable. He smiled genuinely.

"Well life isn't the nicest thing out there. And wipe that smile off your face before I have Mimi do it for ya. But it's your turn anyway so I don't think that will be necessary."

Gavin felt their eyes staring at him expectantly. What was he going to do? He couldn't show off his strength for he had none. He couldn't show off his skill for he couldn't even hit the side of a barn with an arrow even if it was ten feet in front of him. He had average speed, average height average weight. He couldn't make medicine or cook because he was blind and could hurt himself. Climbing? He never climbed anything in his life. But he had good senses thanks to being blind.

Gavin bit his bottom lip and began: "This train is like stone, hard and cold to the touch. It's intention's are bad but yet it simply sits there waiting. The sound's of the engine's roar fills my ear so that there is no escape from the horrors. No matter what I do I would never be able to understand my surroundings. But when the roaring stops, I know where I'm going. I know what I'm doing. I know without knowing and I see without seeing. And that is the best strength I could ever have."

Again, silence fills the air. Gavin couldn't help but smile.

Then Luther burst out laughing. "HA! Sorry, little girl, but I don't think that the capitol is looking for poetry or inspiring words. Their looking for death and destruction. Good luck with the games, you're going to need it."

Gavin's lower lip quivered as he stood up and headed for the door. Suddenly he felt a smack right against his face and he fell to the ground. "I know you're blind and all, but can't you at least not run into walls?" Luther grunted.

His eyes watered. Not from the pain. He was useless, clumsy and stupid. That was fact and everyone seemed to be aware of it except Gavin. Finally all the pain set in. When that stick got in his eye. When the people backed away. When everything happened. Gavin slowly got up and felt for the door but his mind was somewhere else. How could he have ever thought that the people of the capitol would be kind and love beauty? Why did these games exist? Of course he knew the official reason but now he felt there was something more. He didn't quite know. Though if there was one thing he did know, it was that he was blinder than he thought.

I know that Gavin's POV is a bit shorter than Mimi's but I still think that it makes an impact all the less. District 6 will be up soon. HAPPY HOLIDAYS ONCE AGAIN AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!