Carty Ferraray
Wymrow, Myrtin, a couple of other popular kids are bullying this small freshman right now. She's squirming so much and it's hilarious. You know when a lizard catches eyes with you and you get closer and it tries to run away as fast as possible, well that's what she was doing. She keeps tripping and we're all chasing after her. I don't see her getting very far though, there are at least ten of us and one of her, what's she gonna do?
''Stop, leave me alone. You cruel monsters!'' She's trying to escape. Ugh, if only this wasn't at school. She's definitely gonna snitch if we let her go, but I don't see that happening too soon. We're all ditching class and we just saw her walking to her homeroom. We can tell that she got here late because of the pass in her hand. My boyfriend, Myrtin is probably is high right now as I can easily tell. I can tell because he's very sexist towards me and abusive.
''Go, go... Hit her in... Hit her face.'' Myrtin slumps over and grabs my shoulder. ''No, I'm..'' Myrtin grabs hold of me once more with a force and slaps me. It stings and I'm laying on the floor. How can nobody be seeing this? Everyone's in their classrooms but they act as if they can't hear the noises outside. Teachers should be swarming this hallway, but nobody comes to interfere. ''KICK HER!'' He yells at me.
I get up and look down at the little girl. She's done nothing wrong to get hurt. She never looked us once in the eye or made a smart remark, yet here we are bullying her and treating her like a pig. They all laugh and cheer me on as I kick the girl around her face. I feel terrible for doing it, but it's the only way that I can hang out with the popular kids. The girl starts tearing up and I know that I cracked something because of a large cracking sound that we all heard once I kicked her in her mouth. The girl starts bleeding from a cut on her right bruised up cheek. She looks me with her terrified eyes, and gets up.
She walks closer to me and just slaps me square in my face. The same place that my boyfriend slapped me. My cheek is all red and everyone stares at me and asks questions like, ''Are you gonna take that?'' ''You're letting her hit you?'' ''Won't you chase after her and beat her ass?'' I simply stay quiet and let it go. Myrtin on the other hand who is as high as a cloud is running up to her and shouting questions in her ear. He's being sexist towards me by screaming things out like ''Great job for hitting her! Look at her, she's incredibly large and looks disgusting.'' Yet, he's way larger than I am and looks like a complete mess. I'd say that, but I know he'd hurt me. And nobody will stand up for me.
The girl just pushes Myrtin back and walks away. She walks up the stairs and we don't see her again. Myrtin walks up to me with angry eyes and grabs my shoulder once again. He pushes me into the bathroom and tells everyone to enter as well. I have no idea what's going on, but I'm pretty scared to see what he's gonna do. He takes out weed and starts smoking it through a bong. He takes giant puffs of it and passes it around the bathroom. My best friend, Wymrow who is already crazy without drugs is hyped up for it. It goes around the whole room and she passes it to me.
''Smoke it...'' Myrtin demands. I just do as he says because I don't want the group to think differently of me. I care what others think about me. I try to appear as a tough person, but I'm completely dependent and emotional on the inside. I'm a coward, and I hate being out of place. We're all high now, and I know that I won't remember anything that I've done today. We all leave school without getting caught and bump into many pedestrians on the streets of twelve. I accidentally bump into a boy with jet black straight her and blue-green eyes. My arm rubbed against his and he has soft tan kind of looking skin. He's pretty tall, but extremely skinny.
''My bad.'' He says. ''N-No- Noo my fault, I'm... Sorry. I'm. Very, very sorry.'' Myrtin sees this and quickly grabs my hand pulling me away from the boy. ''Bye?'' He says. As I'm being pulled back, the boy continues to stare at me, I don't know what he's thinking but it's probably ''Why is that guy pulling her by her arm?''
Myrtin continues to slap me in my face and I begin to tear up. Although I don't really know what's happening, I can feel the hard blows on my face. I hear faint words one by one.
Dont. Ever. You. Stupid. Talk. Another. Guy. Slut. You're. Mine. Never. Betray. Little. Girl.
As I try to mix all those words into one. My mind finally snaps back to me and I believe that he said, ''Don't you ever talk to another guy you stupid slut. You're mine, and never betray me again little girl.'' I finally snap out my state of being high. Everyone else is still high, but I escape my way from the pack of kids. I reach home and find my older sister home. My dad is always working to take care of my siblings and I, and my brother isn't home either. My mom isn't home, she um. She died giving birth to me.
My older sister Treyn is always aggressive and arrogant to everyone. ''How come you're home early?'' She asks me. ''What is that on your face?!'' I try to ignore her and walk to my room but she just grabs me and pushes me to the wall. I tell her about it and she's looking at me like I'm beneath her. ''Nobody would be able to do that to me. I'm not saying that I'm the strongest here, but I'm pretty strong.''
Ugh, I hate when she speaks like that. I enter the bathroom and take a long clean shower. I finish and put on the clothes for the reapings this year. I put on a gray dress that is ripped in some parts with brown shoes. I go into the living room and fall asleep. I don't know how long I've been asleep for but I wake up with the sound of the front door being slammed. I look at the time and it's 10:28. Only two minutes until the reapings start, and my outfit is completely in wrinkles. I gotta fix this before the reapings, but I leave it alone and run to the center of our district and get my finger pricked.
After that, I turn my attention to the crowd and find my best friend and my boyfriend talking. They both go separate ways and Myrtin looks at me, I can tell that he's still high. I stay away from the group of popular kids, and the escort for district 6 walks over here. ''Welcome all to the twenty-fifth annual Hunger Games.'' She smiles. ''I'm your escort, Iak Wealtcord.''
We all watch the video of why we're in this situation and some of the younger kids are terrified. I can't find my family anywhere. The escort picks up the one envelope in the girls bin. I don't know who got the most votes because district 6 isn't known to have fighters. We've never won either, and the other districts can easily tell why. The other district that isn't as good as us are district 5 but they've made the final two multiple times from the ninth, twelfth, fifteenth, and twentieth but were never able to clutch the victory. We've only made the finals once and we would've won if the male tribute didn't die of hunger. This was only two years ago too. District 10 ended up winning those games with their female. It was her, the male from 6, and a career from four who was killed by our boy tribute who was incredible with bows and arrows.
We should've won that year. Our escort sticks her tongue out and starts to say the females name. ''Carty Ferraray!'' She smiles. Oh god, that's me. I can't do it, why would they choose me? I'm not a fighter, I can't defend myself. How the hell am I supposed to win these games? Do they really think that I can do it? Ugh, they must have chose me because of the people I hang out with and how I probably am. I've never been prepared for the day where I would be chosen to participate in these games. I have no strategy and the careers will kill me easily. What am I gonna do?!
Alexander ''Alex'' Rivers
''Alex, be careful out there, okay?''
''Yes mom.''
''And don't forget that today's the reapings.''
''Yes mother.''
''Alex don't get into trouble okay?''
''Okay mom...''
That's my strict, stern and overprotective mother speaking to me, but she truly loves me. She's the only family that I have. Everyone else is dead. We used to live in district 4 but we moved here to 6 when I was 9. When I was 5 in district 4, peacekeepers shot my father. District 4 was a nice place, but it just wasn't for us.
I walk to the local district 6 orphanage where my friend Ami lives. She has pixie cut red hair, jaded green eyes, and extremely pale skin. Her family died in a rebel hovercraft that was supposed to be carrying supplies for the Capitol, but it was an ambush. All who were a part of the rebel attack were killed instantly by President Real before Snow had taken the thrown.
''Hey, can I speak to Ami?'' I ask one of the nuns there. They point me over towards Ami who I start to speak with. We talk about the Hunger Games and how anyone from 12-18 can be chosen. No matter if you're crippled, orphaned, poor, or whatever other category of children there are. Anyone is considered a tribute once their name is called unless someone volunteers for them. Out of nowhere I ask her, ''Do you like penguins?''
''Penguins?'' She asks back. ''What are those?''
''They're these fascinating creatures that have the colors black, white, yellow, orange, and gray on their body. They have fur and live in the cold areas. I don't think that anyone has ever seen them, but there are drawings of them that I've seen and 'New discoveries.' I find it interesting.'' I say excitedly
She smiles and starts to laugh at how excited I am talking about penguins. We overhear nuns speaking about the Hunger Games and they talk about who they voted for. I overhear one nun say, ''You know that kid who's talking to Ami? I voted for him. He just seems tough enough, and has a good height. I think that he can pull it off.''
People always think that about me. On the outside, I seem tough but on the inside soft-hearted and sensitive person. If someone isn't happy, I'll try to cheer them up and show them sympathy. I mean, I joke around but I know when to stop. The orphanage is so quiet and there's not that many kids in here. Maybe fifteen at the most. Most of them are younger kids, but there are at least three the same age of Ami.
Paintings on the wall show children smiling, playing, and being happy. Most of them are being cuddled by adults and shining on them. The colors truly pop out and seem as if there's a real light coming from the painting. I want to bring Ami outside but the nuns won't let me. I think that her being in here all the time is what's making her pale. I won't argue though, I part my ways with her saying goodbye and I start to walk around district 6.
I walk closer and closer to a school and I see a pack of teens all laughing and speaking in tongues while they're drooling on themselves. These kids look like a mess but who am I to complain about others. Then I accidentally bump into one girl who says sorry to me. She speaks so weird pausing after every word. Then, a boy comes up to her looking angry and grabs her by the arm and pulls her away.
''Bye?'' Is all that I could say in a question type tone. He must not like her speaking to other people besides him. He seems like the abusive type of guy. I'd help her, but I don't know anything about their relationship. Maybe he's her older brother trying to protect her from strangers or something.
What that nun said runs through my mind. Why in the world would she choose me? Yeah, I'm tall and look tough on the outside but I'm not. I'm scrawny and skinny, but extremely skinny. Like anorexic type skinny. I mean, I don't know what I would do either. If I saw someone getting hurt, I'd probably walk up to them and try to help them out but that could be the end of me. I wouldn't want to be put in a game where it's kill or be killed.
These games are terrible. I don't know how you can enjoy doing things like that. Taking a life is just not something that I could ever imagine myself doing. If I were in the games though, I'd focus more on surviving the first day then getting weapons. What is the point of getting a weapon if you can't survive with it. I remember two years ago when the district 6 male made the final two and then died of hunger. It was a very suspenseful ending because both the district 6 male and the girl from ten were one step to the right and left of each other except on other sides of the cornfield stack. Literally all the guy had to do was take one step to the right and he would've had the girl in target, but he couldn't. The hunger took over him and eventually killed him.
Everyone thought that someone from 11 was going to win that games but both from eleven died back to back. They both placed fourth and fifth out of twenty-four. Both split up and one was killed by the career from four and the other by the girl from 10 who stabbed the girl from 11 in the chest and curved it up to her neck somehow. Then the boy from 11 was put in a headlock by the male from four who took a while to kill him. The career from four was a bloody mess after the fight with 11. He had cuts all over his face and his ring finger was cut off and blood was squirting all over his shirt. He came face to face with the boy from six and they spoke for a while. The boy from four tried to turn away and leave but the boy from four shot him in the back of his neck going through his Adam's apple. After a short while, he died as well.
I really hope that I don't get chosen for these games though. I really wouldn't enjoy being put in an arena with twenty-three others. When I'm about to go back home, a voice comes on an intercom and tells everyone to get to the center of district 6. I knew that this was soon, so I just leave on the outfit that I have on now: A t-shirt with a printed bow tie, cargo pants, and dress shoes.
Once I reach the center of my district, I get my finger pricked and look around at the peacekeepers with white outfits and masks on. They kind of look like people who play that one sport that they show on capitol television called fencing. Maybe they do play it and designed their outfits from that sport. I don't know.
Our escort starts to speak and a film plays. It's about how the games started and it's the same damn thing every year. She picks up the one envelope from the girls bin and calls the name, ''Carty Ferraray.'' That girl that I bumped into walks up there with no confidence at all. She looks angry and scared at the same time. I feel bad for her.
Now, our escort picks up the one envelope from the boys bin. ''Alexander Rivers!'' She says in a singing voice. I stomp my foot onto the floor hard and it makes a loud thud noise. People around me look at me and I don't know what they're thinking. I look back and see my mother in a huge gasp. She's definitely terrified at the thought of me being in these games. I need to come back for my mom, please someone volunteer. It's been minutes and nobody has.
''Fucking shit!'' I curse under my breath and walk up to the stage angrily. I'm totally pissed off. Why me? Oh my god, I don't know what to do now but I need to think of a plan. The careers probably won't ask me to team since I'm extremely skinny so I need to learn how to use weapons. I can do this, I know that I can. I just need to calm down and snap myself out of it. Being angry won't do anything besides get me killed early. I can do this, for mother. I'm coming back home... For mom!
6 Reapings down, and 6 more to go. I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter. I don't have much to say after that besides I liked both these tributes. I tried my best to write Carty's POV while she was high. I hope that it was good enough, but tell me what you think. Alexander was fun writing as well. I'm sorry if this chapter seems short, I tried to make it longer but I ran out of things to put. I hope that it was enough for you guys. :) Questions:
Who do you like better and why?
Who do you think will make it further and why?
Predictions?
Who do you think will team up with you?
How do you think some tributes will die? Anything like no specific tribute, but do you think that one will go by hunger, or dehydration? Something like that.