Foxfaces POV
Its the day of the games and I'm not nearly as worried as I should be. I know my plan inside and out. Let the others do the dirty work, stealing will be my thing. Its not the most admirable of plans but I'll do what I have to do to stay alive. As we're boarding the hovercraft I see her.
Glimmer.
She's hanging off Catos arm and smiling and laughing at almost everything he says. She looks like an absolute ditz and he just looks smug. Just then, she reaches up and kisses him on the cheek.
A wave of emotions hits me all at once, hurt, betrayal, and pain are all in there. But most of all I'm angry. That night must of been fake. God, why did I trust her? How could I of possibly been so stupid? No one in their right mind would trust a career. But thats the thing, I wasn't in my right mind. How could I of been when she was kissing me? I was flying, not a care in the world, any thoughts of the games gone from my mind. In my own state of absolute bliss. Blissfully ignorant. I think angrily to myself. Then I catch her eye, and she's notice me staring. I quickly avert my gaze and focus on anything else but her. She's probably already told the careers everything she found out about me. It will be best to avoid her in the arena.
But I don't want to avoid her. I really don't. Instead I want to laugh with her, and have her hold on to my arm, and kiss her again and again. But those are thoughts that will have to be ignored. She threw me off my game, and now I must refocus. She is only an enemy. She is only another person in my way, she is only...kissing Cato. Fully this time. Quite like how she kissed me. All the other tributes are staring at them, and I think I see Katniss role her eyes. Please. If these two hadn't started the love fest, then she would of began it with Peeta.
The hovercraft takes off and soon we reach the rooms in which we will board the elevators that will send us to the arena. I step into the darkened room and the door closes behind me. No ones here. Not that I expected any of my stylists or mentors to show up. They're probably glad to have me gone, already starting to plan for next year. I step into the elevator. It begins to rise, and I am surrounded in darkness.
Suddenly, I am thrust into light and it takes me a few moments to gather my surroundings. A forest in the distance, a lake to the left, and mountains in the distance. Good, plenty of places to hide. Suddenly a voice rings out
"Ladies and gentlemen let the seventy-fourth hunger games begin!"
The clock begins to count down from thirty.
Its a strange thing, I think, to have a timer counting down the seconds till your death. Before the games if someone asked me the question if I had thirty seconds to live, what would I do, I would of replied that I would spend it with my family. Instead, I'm here stuck on a platform, waiting for my death to hit me. But if I think about it carefully, it's not really death we're waiting for, its a fate worse than that. We're waiting to be changed, from children to soldiers, from innocent to guilty. Because as soon as that gong goes off you are a monster, nothing more, nothing less. Even I am a monster. Although I am not killing anyone, when that gong sounds, I will run. And by running I am fighting in this game. And as long as I am fighting hard to stay alive, I am fighting hard for someone else to die.
Ten seconds and I glance at the other tributes. I see Peeta mouth something to Katniss, Run. Maybe I was wrong, maybe he does love her. And in that moment I want nothing more than for Glimmer to love me. My eyes flicker to where she is standing, and I see her focused on the items ahead. She unlike me will fight by killing people.
Five seconds and I think of my family.
Four seconds and I think of the woods off in the distance.
Three seconds and I think of the backpack lying a few feet in front of me.
Two seconds and I think of Glimmers lips on mine.
One second and I think time is up.
The gong goes off.