Hey guys, did the celebrity thing for the requested people. Not much else besides that. As always, please review!
Hailey Gracefield: I thought of someone else I imagine her as, Emmy Green!
Ruby Jenkins: Although I like the idea of Ariana Grande or Emma Stone, in my mind Ruby also had more serious looking face. In my mind she was most like Karen Gillan, but honestly, I think that there's no one quite like Ruby.
Samantha Sten: Diane Agron but with her old hair length and it being brown. (but a light brown, not a chocolate brown)
Blake Daley: Um he's supposed to have blonde hair…but Drew Roy
Whitley Hedge: Nina Dobrev all the way
Haden Saen: ok it's another one of those "supposed to have this" moments. He should have longish brown hair but….I just think this actor's fits best how I imagined. Nick Hoult but ONLY ONLY ONLY ONLY in that one picture where he's wearing the leather jacket and the plaid shirt underneath. If you can't find that picture then just imagine him as someone else because he's only Haden in THAT picture.
Meg Saiden: Samantha Cope
Piston Steele: Like a tanner Michael Tervino
Dorn Till
"Your hair…is in my face." I mumble warmly through a curtain of Hailey's brown hair. She pulls away from me to face me with a smile still on her face.
"Oh? I honestly just think you're jealous." She says sarcastically while running a hand through her wavy hair. I roll my eyes at her and slip my hand into hers. Each step we take through the maze sends a wave of unwanted fear through my body. Each step takes me a little bit closer from being separated from Hailey. Best case scenario it will only be for a few minutes and worst….I don't even want to think about it. I can feel her grip tightening with each passing minute signaling fear, an emotion she rarely displays. I can tell that the sun is on the verge of rising which also sends a ripple of uncertainty through me.
All too soon we come to the entrance of the maze and I find myself looking into the center. I turn to face her and the gravity of our situation comes crashing. I watch her body tense as she bites her lip and wraps an awkward arm around her stomach. The air feels suddenly heavy and I can't bring myself to meet her eyes. I'm standing silently with my eyes focused on the ground when she begins to speak.
"Do you ever worry that the capitol will ever get mad at us for…you know…" The reply comes quickly to my mouth but I suppress it as a sensation of uneasiness washes over me. Would they care? It's not like we had a Hunger Games wedding for god's sake…we just…to be honest I don't even know what we are. I'd say dating but that somehow doesn't sound right for a relationship that started in the Hunger Games.
"You know what?" I say, finally certain of something.
"What?" She replies, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.
"I know don't know and I don't give a Damn." I don't even give her a second to react before pressing my mouth to hers for what seems like the millionth time. My eyes seal closed and as I run my hand through her hair. As my hands move slowly up and down her hair, her hands move to both sides of my face as if she's making sure I was still there. I don't want to stop. I don't want to leave. I don't want to be apart from her. But I must. I pull away slowly, feeling forlorn and anxious. "I love you." The barely audible whisper passes through her lips softly unlike any words I've ever heard her utter. I press my lips to the space between her eyebrows and breathe in her scent slowly. As I remove my mouth from her face I slip my hand into hers and squeeze it one last time before turning away. I don't look back as I walk quickly to the other side the arena. I can't.
Samantha Sten
I first notice the smell of the smoke. The toxic scent startles me from my sleep and sends me to my feet in less than a second. The bright glare of the blazing fire surrounding me is almost enough to blind me as I stumble backwards in panic. Great. I wasn't really planning on the surprise actually being mandatory so this really puts a damper on my day. I stumble slowly in the direction of the maze exit for safety from the hot blaze. I guess this is how they're making sure we all finish each other off at the cornucopia. I'm almost at the stone walls when a searing pain shoots through my left calf. I let out an agonized shriek and look down to see my own skin blackening and peeling away in front of my eyes.
Tears well up but I don't let them spill over. Instead I make a dive towards the maze and just barely make it in before the wall of fire over takes the place I was just standing. I watch from the safety of the maze as the hot flames dance and shiver in front of me. My burn stings like nothing I have ever felt before but I try my best to ignore it. I lean against the wall and look up at the gray sky while trying to focus on my breathing. Each breath I take at this point feels like a victory to me. I decide that if I'm already in the maze I might as well go see what surprise is in store for me. I limp slowly around the first corner and then continue on until I reach the entrance
Ruby Jenkins
This is it. My last chance at fame, fortune, and maybe even life. My old reasons for volunteering for the Hunger Games now seem plastic and somewhat hard to comprehend but I still remember that day like it was yesterday. Cara French. I'll probably never forget that name. I've never met her and I have no idea what her story is, all I know is that I saved her even though I didn't know it at the time. I flip my shorter hair with a quick flip of my head and start to actually pay attention to where I'm walking. No matter how far I walk through the winding maze, each hallway seems similar to the previous one. I can't have been walking for more than 20 minutes but it feels like hours to me. Every time I feel like stopping to rest, the ache of my fresh bruises and cuts reminds me of everything I have already overcome. I notice a familiar glow on a nearby wall and am overwhelmed with excitement. Sure enough, when I round the next turn, the center of the arena awaits me. I poke my head out and glance around quickly before realizing that I am alone. My heart flutters with excitement as the warm glow of the sun begins to spread up the rest of the maze walls.
I bite my lip for a few moments, half expecting something to rise out of the ground or suddenly appear… no such luck. I knit my eyebrows, unsettled, and lean against one of the nearby walls. As if on cue, a high pitched scream invades my ears coming from somewhere inside the maze. I whip my head back towards the inside but nothing moves. I strain my ears listening for someone or something to approach and remove my dagger from my waistband. I stand braced for attack for a few more moments before apprehensively lowering my weapon. The second my arm hits my side, another loud noise sounds from an entrance across from mine. I train my eyes on the opening and wait for my opponent to emerge from the maze. Sure enough, seconds later, two people, one after the other, come barreling out of the maze.
At first I think they're fighting but then I realize its Haden and Whitley. I wait for them to stop running, but they don't. It's at this point that I notice another figure emerging from the maze. I think it's a tribute at first, but within seconds I realize that it's actually the faceless. I tense my body and wait for the invisible wall to stop the creature but nothing happens. I watch in horror as the monster sprints straight through the once present barrier. My heart sinks.
This is our surprise.