I looked up to his face. I took his chin gently in my hands and turned his face so he was forced to look at me. I stared deep into his eyes.
"You are not doing to die, Joesph. I promise you that. Once this is all over, you'll get to go home and be with your family." I said. My eyes showed complete confidence.
So it's decided then?Bob asked me, which almost caused me to punch something. He always had to ruin the moment, hu?
Yes, you moron.I hissed at him. A final touch of emotion rested upon me. If I was going to die, I was going to die for Joesph. He had to win. I was going to be sure of that, even if it meant me drawing my last breath for him. Just as this mood was settling on me, I felt our chariot slow. It was time for the interviews. Joesph and I needed to get out of our chariot. I slowly exited the chariot backwards, careful not to let Joesph out of my sight.
Joesph's showed sadness, but deep down he felt angry. He'd volunteered to fall in love with a girl, only to be torn from her in death? He shook his head, "nothing would be the same. Leaving the Games, without you. I-" A loud blaring voice cut him off. "Happy Hunger Games!" His blood froze. Time to meet the other tributes.
There were only a few people ahead of me; the other 4s. I wasn't scared with Joesph holding my hand. I knew that we were safe, so long as we were together. The the tributes talked for what seemed like a few minutes, but I heard nothing. It was my turn now.
I released Joesph's hand and began to walk up to Caesar. I didn't look back for him, because I knew how much heart break that would cause me.
"Aah! Our lovely Kenania Ladorath. What a beauty, wouldn't you say?" Caesar asked the crowd as he kissed my hand. Everyone started screaming and clapping. Caesar silenced them with a hand as a master might with a well trained dog.
"So, my dear Kenania," Caesar began.
"Kit, please." I said with a warm smile. He laughed.
"Kit, then. Many people would love to know; what do you think of the games?" He asked me, tilting his head to the side slightly.
"Well, I personally think they are wonderful. I've watched every Hunger Games more than once, each time my heart sang with pleasure." I said. My voice was being an odd form of joy, warmness, and delight.
Come on, Steve. This isn't want Jacob told us!Bob told me. I was trying to stick to the plan, but Caesar was just making it come out.
"Aah. So I see. Do you have any family that will be rooting for you back home?" Caesar asked me.
"Well, no, not really. I do have one friend, though." I said.
"Please, do tell us who this is." Caesar begged me in his own way.
"Well, his name is Darek, and we met once in school." I lied. We had met poaching.
"Darek? That is a very nice name. Now that you mentioned school, I'm sure that a beautiful young woman like you would have no problem with the boys; you seem like they would have more trouble with you!" He laughed and I joined in. "So, I must ask, do you have any lovers?" Caesar's eyes gleamed.
"Well... Yes?" I said, and the crowd erupted with laughter at my question of the "yes".
"I'm sure everyone would like to know. May you shed some of your dazzling light?" He asked me.
"I would love to, Caesar. Well, his name is Joesph, and he is the most loving, caring, and the second handsome-est man alive." I said. "But I'm not sure if he is much into me..." I said with a small frown. The crowd boo'd.
"Well my dear, who wouldn't be into you?" He asked he with light eyes. I laughed half-heartily.
"I was hoping everyone." I said, then laughed falsely.
"Do go on." Caesar urged me.
"Well, he is a wonderful man and he has these ocean eyes that just take you away with their tide..." I let out a sigh of joy. The crowd aww'd.
"Oh my. He seems just your type!" Caesar said with a laugh. "Okay. We only have a few more moments. You look very gorgeous tonight. Would the crowd like to see your dress?" Caesar asked, and the crowd exploded once more. I grinned and got up. I began to twirl around, my mask hiding the amount of hatred on my face.
"Ooh! Careful there!" Caesar warned me as I began to loose my balance.
"Ha ha. That was fun!" I said happily.
"Yes, yes. I bet it was." Caesar said lightly. "By the way, earlier you said the second handsome-est man alive. Who is the first?" Caesar asked me.
"You, of course." I said with a giggle that was most unlike me. The crowd went up with cheers, oohs, aahs, awws, and every other thing you could think if.
Then an almost silent timer went off in Caesar's pocket.
"Kenania, the girl born from the ocean's beauty!" Caesar said, and jutted my hand up into the air. The crowd was on fire with applause as I walked down the steps and stood out of the way.