Juventia
As I lie in bed, waiting for Orithya to get home, again, I contemplate the events of the past two weeks. The bombing came as a shock to all of us. I'm glad the new president is such a pushover, I have so much more control now. Great uncle Coriolanus would be proud. But great uncle Coriolanus was blown up in the bombing. Along with fourteen other Capitol citizens.
When I suggested we introduce something new to the games this year, I didn't expect it to be so popular. And the tributes don't even know. I almost feel sorry for the parents. Almost. Of course, we'll present it like we're doing the families a great honour- a second chance for their family to win the games.The people of the Capitol will lap it up.
The front door creaks open. She's back. I hop out of bed, pulling my robe around me.
"Orithya Iris Ruso. How many times have I told you you need to get home by midnight?"
"I'm only a bit late."
"You are three hours late. Go to bed. And if you're complaining of being tired in the morning, I'm sending you to the Academy anyway, and I'll know if you skip school!"
I look her up and down. Her lime green lipstick is tainted with spots of orange and her wig is lopsided. She goes to leave.
"What have you been doing?" I ask her.
"I've been at Asinia's."
"And I've been to district 12. You've been with Augustus." She stares at me, her mouth agape. Then she heads off down the corridor, dripping small amounts of lipstick on to the marble floor. I go back to bed, and back to thinking about the games. I'll announce it at the parade, I think. This year, in honour of the passing of President Snow, we have decided to give families who have lost children to the games another chance. The Capitol citizens will see it as kindness, and the districts will see the message. This is what happens when you blow up the Presdient. It should discourage any rebels.
I turn over, trying to get more comfortable. Tomorrow, the tributes will be reaped. I'll watch it eagerly with the other gamemakers. Maybe I'll remember some of their siblings. It's the last thing I think of before I drift off to sleep.
Next time I publish a chapter, it will be the reapings, although it may not always be from the tributes pov since that gets quite repetitive. These pov's could be:
.The tributes themselves
.Previous victors
.Escorts
.Juventia
.Placus
.The tributes family
Once I have both tributes from District Twelve I will start the reapings even if I don't have all the tributes yet. Alternatively, when both tributes for District One have been submitted, I will start the reapings then.
If you are enjoying this and want to find out more about my version of the Hunger Games timeline, I suggest reading my other Hunger Games fanfiction.
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