This is the last chapter before the bloodbath! Here we go guys!
Juno Abeck- 18- District 2 Female
The other careers are doing other things. I agreed to meet with Terry in the training center. Most people don't go down their after training ends, so it is a good spot to talk to him. He is already here, so I might as well get to the point.
"Ok Terry, remember they plan?" I ask him.
"Yes. It was only four days ago." he replies. It is weird... four days ago. Feels so much shorter.
"I know." I say, rolling my eyes. "I will try to cause tension with the others in the careers, so the cracks will form on them."
"Nice idea." he says. He does look uneasy about it all.
"Duh. I am great." I say. "I need to go back up to my floor. So should you. Don't die before day 5, will ya?" I say, slightly laughing.
I run off, going onto the elevator. I click the two button, and I am propelled quickly to the top of the district building. When I am released, Emilio just is watching TV. I roll my eyes. Now is not the time for mindless television, but he is going to die anyway. He might as well be happy in his final days. Even if he is a traitor and a failure to District 2. I cannot believe I didn't get a good district partner. I frown, but I continue walking off.
I go back in my room for the final time before the games start. I know Andre is going to die, so I really only have 22 other competitors to worry about. I just hope I am not seated next to Andre. His gore may splatter all over me... that would be gross!
I sit down on my bed and think about the other members of the pack. Sigrid annoys me. I don't like the fact that she is in the pack, even if I was the one who asked her. She is only with us because of Emilio and Sailor.
Speaking of District 4, Kendall is a bitch. She never shuts up, and I want to shoot myself whenever she gets into a rant about how stupid her district partner is. I hate Emilio, but I don't rant about it all day.
Besides, Sailor impressed me. He scored a 7. For a 12-year-old, that is a good score.
Maybe Kendall is afraid of Sailor?
I burst out laughing, because even though I hate Kendall, she would not be afraid of Sailor. It is just too unlikely. I continue to laugh, until Emilio knocks on my door- well, at least it may be Emilio.
I trudge over to the door, and twist the knob. With his blank slate look he tells me we have to go into the hovercraft. The games are starting! My heart pounds in excitement! I have been waiting for this for a long time.
It will finally happen... and I cannot wait.
Parsley Augustus- 14- District 11 Male
I am notified that the hovercraft is about to be taken to the arena. I smile, feeling like it should have happened forever ago. I want to destroy Wyatt, and the other two brats will be fine meat as well. I just want to avenge Basil...
I almost cry, but I slap myself.
"NO!" I yell at myself. "Crying is bad."
I, and a lot of other tributes, board the elevator. It is a strange, awkward silence as we all stare at each other. We will be kill one another, and soon.
"At least the brat trio is not here, right?" I ask.
"Yes." Everyone says in unison.
"Seriously, I cannot stand them!" Cindra, the five girl, says. "I am District partners with Wyatt! I have to live in the save room as him- ugh!"
"I pity you." Sailor says.
The elevator releases, and peacekeepers latch on to my arm. I would fight them, but I do not want to get into anymore trouble than I am already am in. I am guided to my seat, between Mica and... Wyatt. I glare a dagger into him, and he starts screaming.
A peacekeeper slaps Wyatt, and puts duct tape over his mouth.
"You should be paid more." Rachael says. I laugh, agreeing. Wyatt is being an idiot. I grab a cookie off the shelf... Basil loved cookies... no! Don't think of that! I hope the Capitol teleporter is back. Maybe Mina will like be for being Basil's sibling?
I want body armor.
I need it.
We take flight, since everyone is in their seat. I look to the other side of me, Mica being there. I feel bad and good for her at the same time. The lucky part is, she probably won't know what will happen to her. Does she even know? It is weird... such an enigma.
The bad part is death.
But not to me. I need her dead if I want to win. Andre is tied up, and it is making us all uncomfortable. I don't feel bad. He tried to kill Ceres. But... she did kill a citizen of District 11...
Why do I think of this nonsense so often? It gets me nowhere.
"We are landing in five minutes." A lot of people scream in fear.
"Where is your honor, guys?" Othello says, disappointing.
"SHUT UP ABOUT HONOR!" Juno yells, fed up.
"No honor from her either..." he mumbles. I can't help but laugh.
We land in the tribute room, and we are separated to our launch pedestals. I don't want my head split open on one like Adrian did.
A peacekeeper walks up to me, and he gives me an outfit. "Change." he says.
"Uh. Can you look the other way, please?" I say, annoyed.
"Whatever." he says. Sorry for not wanting you to look at my junk... asshole. Once I am finished, and I look at my chocolate brown attire, I walk slowly into the podium, where we will be raised.
And Basil will be avenged.
THE BLOODBATH IS NEXT GUYS! :)
Questions:
1. Who do you think will die in the bloodbath?
2. Who are you rooting for at the moment?
3. Are you hyped?
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