A/N: Well….. I'm late. By almost 2 weeks. Oops.
On the bright side, I'm in Maine, at the beach, which is super fun. Funny story, I was boogie boarding, but then all the big waves stopped coming, so I yelled, "C'mon, Poseidon! Step it up!" Then a really big wave came crashing in. Yup, there's hope for us yet!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Interviews Part 2:
Jason's POV
"Welcome, Jason Grace!" I sat down and looked out at the crowd. "So, you tied with the fellow from District 4, how do you feel about that?"
"To be honest, I don't care. I know for a fact that we're both evenly matched," I said, coolly. It was true, we were both equally powerful and not even Annabeth could predict who would come out on top.
"You say you know for a fact. Are you implying that you two know each other?"
"Yes. We're friends."
"My, everyone seems to know everyone this year!" he said to the crowd. "Tell me, and I'm just going out on a limb here, but your girlfriend wouldn't happen to be a fellow tribute, would she?"
"As a matter of fact, she is."
"Well, this will be an exciting year! How do you plan on facing her in the arena?"
"I will not fight her. Not a chance."
"If you say so. Thank you, Jason!"
Piper's POV
"Welcome, Piper McLean!" The crowd cheered and I put on a smile, the way I saw my father do, so many times. To tell the truth, I was ready to strangle someone. The boy from my district, Cleaver, would not stop pestering me. I was sick of it, but I smiled anyways. "Piper, how're you doing this evening?"
"Good, I suppose."
"Magnificent. Do you feel prepared for tomorrow?"
"Yes? I think so."
"Great! What do you think of the Hunger Games?"
"I think they're just some crazy psychopath's show of power." I heard some gasps in the crowd.
"You should be careful with those words, miss. People could be offended."
"I'm sure they agree with me, you should too," I said, working charmspeak into my voice.
"Perhaps they do. Thank you, Piper!"
Frank's POV
"Welcome, Frank Zhang!" Nervously, I sat down. "So, are you excited for the games?"
"No…"
"Why not?"
"Because, we might die."
"We?"
"Me, Hazel, Percy, Annabeth, Jason, Piper, Leo, Nico. My friends."
"You're all friends," he said, surprised. "All of you?"
I nodded.
"Is one of them your girlfriend?"
"Yeah, Hazel."
"The curly haired one that left the stage so abruptly?"
"Yeah."
"Was she crying? She seems young."
"What does it matter?" I snapped. I stood up and stomped off the stage, barely hearing the hasty, "Thank you, Frank."
Nico's POV
"Welcome, Nico di Angelo!" I frowned and walked on stage. "So, how do you feel? Prepared? Excited? Nervous?"
"Prepared."
"That's good. So, you know some of the other tributes?"
"Yes."
"Care to elaborate?"
"No."
"Well, someone's grumpy. What did you leave a girl behind? Dad? Sister?"
I shot up and grabbed his collar. "Don't. Just, don't go there." I let him go and walked off, leaving him too stunned to dismiss me.
A/N: The next chapter will be in the arena! Woohoo! That'll be fun! I haven't started writing it yet, so if you have any suggestions for what the arena should be or anything like that, leave a review or PM me. The plot bunny is still up for adoption, so feel free to ask for it. On other notes, my birthday is tomorrow! Yay! R&R!
~fezzesarecool1011
