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The high trees enclose the area, blocking direct sunlight from the pathless sky. It seems everything in District 7 is sheltered by myriads of trees as if the whole District was a forest. Evergreen trees and conifers resides near the wooden stage, giving life to the, otherwise, dreary setting. The pine woods were decked with dark moss and grasses stood beneath the feet of the crowd. As much as nature was given emphasis from the district, it was never captivating. It was just a district of trees and nothing else.
The bony woman, who is far much taller than the curtains of the stage, begins to stand up, her lanky feet getting tangled with the wires. "Let's start with the girls," she says with her polish voice in a sweet delicate tone despite of her lack of interest with the children. Her hands like a coverlet of silk, bury itself to a thousand pieces of paper. She grins, saluting the paper she had chosen and reads it as the crowd focuses at her. "Calypso Lee!"
Some exhale sighs of relief, others turn their heads around in curiosity of the girl and some, rejoicing that neither them nor their loved ones were picked. But shy and beautiful Calypso Lee stares to her feet, regaining herself from the shocking news, shaking herself to reality if it was just a delusion. But sadly, it was not. "It's okay, sweetheart," a boys voice fills her eardrums. She doesn't know him, perhaps a stranger to her but it did not look so since his arm was wrapped in her shoulders, caressing her delicate cheek.
She runs away from him and climbs the creaking stage, tears about to wield from her eyes. It was always like that, when boys flock her, she lets them so anything to her; she was too shy to fight for herself. But the 17 year old girl did not know that for a fact, she was strong and able to fight, especially to defend her parents from insulting fiends. She was trapped, confined in her little shell despite how she was such a divinely beautiful butterfly. She always thought she was an outcast and no matter how she may look on the outside, she always hated her beauty.
"Calypso Lee as female tribute!" the lady escort says, shaking the hand of a smaller girl. The crowd claps, mesmerized by her and her exorbitant beauty. Incredulous!
Redd Leerman scratches the back of his head from the coverlet of auburn hair. He stares at her with great pity, recognizing her plight from the enormous stage. Instead of infecting himself with her implicate infectious sadness, he heedlessly, bares his white teeth, grinning whimsically at anyone who faces him. Of course, that is Redd Leerman's job, to twist and turn a difficult plight to a moment of utter laughter. He was always known for his effective sayings, from 'Don't take life seriously. No one gets out alive anyway,' to 'Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.'
"Now the boys' turn." The woman says, her delicate hands, once again, beneath the papers whose names are written for a death sentence. She decides on one and turns to the nervous crowd. She inhales deeply as she says the name whose fate will be doomed. "Redd Leerman!"
The crowd evaporates into gasps as they all turn to the boy whose freckles dominated his skin. He stares at the stage, waiting for a boy to climb up, turning his head curiously to see who it is. It was no question the boy has no clue. "I'm so sorry." Somebody pats his shoulders, looking down at his friend in cow-like eyes. Redd stares at him, confused at the moment. Then it hits him.
He was going to die at the games.
He starts to panic, turning his head back and forth, and waiting for someone to take him away. But no one comes. He finally climbs up the stage, regaining his positivism and whimsicality. But where is it? It flies on the open air and no matter what he does, he can't catch it. The escort shakes his hand but tears start to stream continuously and he needs to stop it.
He regains his self, turning to the crowd who in turn, is crying for him. "It's okay everybody!" he flashes his teeth-baring smile, "At least even If I die, I'll be FAMOUS!"
What do you think? I had so much fun writing Redd! He's so different! BTW, Disclaimer: the quotes are not mine.
