Interview time! :D :D I was thinking of skipping this but then again… that was when I had a headache and was in really bad mood :/ Who else hates when that happens?

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Allright! Interview time! (didn't I already say that?)

Enough rambling.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games

Jasper

The interviewer, Perseus Haggle, welcomes me on the stage.

"So, Jasper, what was your first thought when you heard your name called?"

"At first I wasn't sure if it was true. Being here is just so surreal and amazing!"

Yeah right! Being here sucks. I just want the Games to end so I can go home.

"What has your favourite part been?"

"I think the training. It was great to learn a bunch of new skills. I also enjoyed meeting so many new people. And the food was excellent! I can't decide!"

I sound like such an idiot! I hate going for the whole loves everything image but my smile stays on.

He asks me a few questions and the buzzer goes off.

I take a seat and roll my eyes. That has to have been the worst interview I've ever seen.

Star

Perseus Haggle introduces me to the viewers.

"But I'm sure you all know who she is!" he laughs.

I look confused for a second. "Why?"

"Well, you're very popular. The way you're trying to rebel against your parents. You have guts and we are behind you all the way."

I smile. "I really appreciate some actual support. My parents never made me feel… loved."

"Sweetheart…" he says in a pitying voice. "I'm really sorry."

"It's okay. I'm going to die anyways." I try to force a smile on my face.

"Oh, Dear… don't say that!"

"Please… there are more deserving people of that prize. Like Grim from District 8."

I see on the giant screen how they show Grim's perplexed face. Part of that is true. I actually don't want to win just to spite my parents. In fact, there is no way I'm killing anybody.

The buzzer goes off and my interview is over.

Micaela

I walk onto the stage. The first reaction from the audience is a gasp. I check to see if my dress I ripped, or on fire or anything like that. Nothing.

"Let me be the first to say that you look gorgeous Miss Balmores!"

I smile. My hair is crimped and I have a bunch of decorative barrettes in it. My dress is long and reaches the floor. My right arm is covered in a see-through material that covers half of my dress. The other one is bare, seeing as it is a spaghetti strap dress. I look elegant but futuristic at the same time.

"Thank you!" I beam at him. "I've never felt so pretty in my entire life. I guess I owe it all to my stylist, Kieran."

They cut to Kieran for a second. He waves shyly.

"So, tell me Micaela, how do you feel about the Games. Scared? Excited?"

"Terrified. At the same time though, I kind of want them to begin already. If I survive the initial bloodbath I'll be very surprised."

"Don't forget the nine you got in training."

He's right. I did get a nine.

"Sometimes I think I'll be too petrified to even get off my platform."

The buzzer sounds. I'm sure that was less than three minutes.

Crimson

Perseus says, "Hello Crimson. How are you feeling tonight?"

"I've go to admit I'm pretty nervous."

"I'm sure you'll do fine," he reassures me.

"I'm not worried about myself. I'm worried about protecting Angel. She's everything to me, and I couldn't stand to lose her."

There's a collective "Awww!" from the audience and Perseus helps me keep their attention.

"How did you two meet?" he asks.

"It's a funny story. One day last year, I was bringing some of the fish I had caught back to my mother so she could clean them (that's her job, you know) when I tripped. All the fish fell out of the basket and on top of Angel." I laugh. The crowd joins in. "When I tried to get up I realized I'd sprained my ankle. She helped me walk home. Every day after that I kept on seeing her in the streets. After hanging out a couple of times I asked her out. It was the best decision I ever made."

The crowd swoons. My mentor was right when he said to go for the good-looking, romantic guy.

The buzzer sounds and I leave the stage.

Flynn

Cham takes her seat and I'm up. I officially hate my stylist as soon as I walk on stage. There's a bunch of wolf whistles and gasps form people who are taken aback by my appearance. I wish I could crawl in a hole and die! I'm wearing a pair of shorts with a leafy pattern. That's it. That's my outfit.

"Interesting outfit…" Perseus says, trying to break the ice.

I want to say, "Yeah my stylist is a total idiot," but I'm afraid that'll hurt his feelings and then he'll do something stupid like rig my outfit so I explode as soon as the gong goes off in the Arena.

"Yeah, I think it's very unique and liberating."

"Well, whatever floats your boat. So… how did you feel when you rolled out in your carriage during the opening ceremonies?"

"Like I was about to fly off to the Never-Neverland."

"Please, explain."

I go on to tell him about the old children's tail of Peter Pan.

The buzzer goes off before I finish and I'm insanely glad to be off of that stage.

Glisten

My dress is made from real flowers! The top is daisies until about my armpits, which isn't very much since it's a sleeveless dress with the straps also made of daisies. The part of my torso is roses. Mostly white roses. The bottom part, which is form my hips to my knees, is violets. It's finished off with another small row of daisies.

During the interview Perseus Haggle makes various good remarks about my dress and asks me how comfortable it is.

The buzzer sounds. My turn is up.

Harkson

It's my turn. I don't want to go out on that stage and talk with Perseus Haggle. Every year I've had to sit through the Hunger Games and every year this is my least favourite part. Everybody is so obviously fake. They talk about how great it was being at the Capitol. How great everyone has been. Seriously? No one believes that crap.

My interview runs pretty smoothly. He asks, "What was your favourite part about this whole experience?"

I hesitate thinking hard. I smirk and say, "When Cham threw her chamomile tea. It was just too ironic to be true. You had to be there."

The whole audience starts laughing and I see Cham shooting daggers at me on the big screen. I keep making the audience laugh until the buzzer goes off.

"Good luck!" I whisper to Ivy. She just stares at me vacantly.

Grim

My interview is crap. I keep on forgetting how to answer. But even still, somehow halfway through it Perseus manages to keep me from throwing up my dinner. He asks me questions about Ivy, since she didn't answer any of the questions he asked her. I talk about how we became friends, and why she's so erm… messed up.

The buzzer sounds and I groan. He didn't even ask me any questions about myself. Nice to know that's how interesting I seem.

Carly

I have to admit I'm very scared. I'm terrible at things like this. I always say the wrong thing and end up sounding like a horrible person. I've been interrogated many times by Peacekeepers.

I'm guessing Perseus sees how I feel because throughout the whole thing he tries to make me as comfortable as possible. Grim was as nervous as me but at least he managed not to throw up. I vomit to the side, not gaining any sponsors. I run off stage before my interview is over, mortified. Before I sit down I end up throwing up on Jasper who gets up indignantly and starts throwing some kind of fit.

I'm such an idiot.

Cruz

My interview is slightly delayed while janitors clean up the puke.

The interview is a bit awkward since everyone is still a bit grossed out by Carly's interview. I feel bad for her, but at the same time I don't think she had to be that nervous.

He asks me a few questions about my family and about District 10.

It's your typical interview before the games.

The buzzer goes off and I get off the stage.

Clover

Alright, my turn. I straighten my dress and walk on stage.

Perseus asks me a few things. I give short answers until he asks me, "What has your favourite part of this whole experience."

Does he ask everyone that?

"I think it would have to be training. I mean, I already knew all that stuff but it was fun to see the people from the higher districts act like they're better than us 'cause it just made them look like idiots. Oh by the people from the higher districts I mean Jasper."

Five people have to hold her back.

I laugh and hear the buzzer go off.

Ross

My interview sucks. Let's just leave it at that

Note:

I'm going crazy and writing at the end as well D:

Okay, note to self. Never ever listen to School House Rock when writing. It makes it impossible to write. Haha I love how this chapter just gets crappier as it goes along. I guess I just wanted it done so I could start with the actual Games! :D

Who should win? Please review who your favourite character is and who you would like it if they won! Thank you! :)

Oh! And Skillet is an awesome band to listen to while I write…

This writer's note is totally useless xD