Miri is gorgeous. She has full lips, big amber eyes, wavy dark brown hair and caramel skin. She's 4'11 and 97 pounds. Miri has long eyelashes and takes a lot of care to maintain her perfect appearance and body.


Miri Sunburst

1 Year Ago

I know the idea of a party is to have fun and forget about all your stress and worries in your life, but I'm not really at this party for that reason, unlike everybody else. My mission is to try to find anybody famous to partner up with, but so far...it's not working. I've tried to talk to a few of the 'celebrities' already but none of them have wanted me to stick around with them, which is really stressing me out. I don't get how I've been failing so much.

I've tried to do as much research as possible into the guests going to the party. Like, I've read and watched a bunch of autobiographies, interviews, blogs and videos to find out as much as possible and it's still not working. So what am I doing wrong? I've been as bubbly and friendly and charming as possible and it still isn't enough.

So I'm trying to clear my mind and take a breather in the toilets of the mansion. But the muffled music and crying in the stalls next to me really isn't helping. Well, at least I haven't had my heart broken tonight, even if I'm stressed out of my mind. It doesn't feel like a positive though.

I might as well go back out there and try again. There's still hundreds of people I haven't spoken to. One of them might want to hook up with me, right?

After a minute of pushing through the crowds of people, I find a prime target. A rather handsome boy with the most gorgeous of blue eyes and navy ruffled hair is sitting on the ground, with his back to the wall. With an empty beer bottle in hand and a rather blotchy stuffy face, he looks like the perfect person to talk to.

"Hi! Are you ok?" I say, sliding up next to the boy. He doesn't acknowledge me at first, but that's only a minor setback.

"I'm...fine. Why do you care? You don't know me." He frowns, slurring. If it wasn't obvious already, he's definitely drunk.

I pout a little, hoping he feels bad for me too. "You just looked upset and I was worried you weren't alright." But then I show him a charming smile again, hoping he finds me cute. He smiles a little at the sight of this.

"Thanks. At least somebody here has some sympathy." He smiles still as his voice perks up a little bit. "It's just that I'm starting to think that everybody only cares about my fame."

"Oh, that's awful." I put my hand on his shoulder, showing a wide open mouth of shock, despite the fact I have little pity. "Have your friends been mistreating you?"

He shakes his head. He tries to drink the last droplets of alcohol in the glass but there clearly isn't anything there. "No, it's just nobody cares when I am mistreated."

Inside, I'm grinning. I pull one of the many slips of papers in my pockets and slip it into his jacket. I zip it up, while stroking him on the shoulder still. "That's...terrible. Your friends shouldn't ignore you like that." I take a slight pause as he looks down. "But if your friends ever ignore you again, call me. I'll be here to listen and talk to you."

"T-thanks." He mumbles. I know he's encapsulated by my beauty and kindness already. Was it really that easy? Why did it work on him but nobody else? I stand up, ready to leave, feeling a lot more relieved now. "Wait, what's your name...sorry?"

"Oh, I'm Miri Sunburst. You might have heard of me…" I feign a little awkward smile, blushing slightly even though I have nothing to be embarrassed about. I doubt he has as my vlogs and blogs...aren't doing the greatest, right now. It's why I need somebody famous to help propel me into my very own fame.

He's still grinning like a fool. "That's...such a nice name. It's so pretty. I'm Casimir Shontviac. I don't know if you know me too…"

I've never heard of him. But I think that's what he wants. To befriend somebody who doesn't know who he is. And that's a requirement I fulfill without even trying. And he seems so much happier, as we dance together to the music and gossip about all the latest scandals and his shitty friends and kiss at the end of the night, as he slowly becomes totally obsessed with me.


"The magazines are already starting to write articles about us…" Casimir smirks, as he holds my hands. I'm extremely happy as it's going to be getting my name and channel out to the public, though I feel a little bit guilty as I don't actually love him. This relationship isn't real and I don't see it lasting, but I can milk it for as long as possible.

"Already? We're only on our third date." I point out. The urge to snap my hands back is getting overwhelmingly strong but I can still ignore it.

He nods. "When you're as famous as me, the media likes to jump onto any new stories they can get. They're like some awful mutt hounds." I giggle at this. I suppose that's true, but I didn't think he was that famous when I first met him. I've never seen him before and I'm meant to be on top of everything popular.

It turns out that Casimir is actually the son of the Head Gamemaker. My content has nothing to do with the games so I never thought to look into some of the celebrities affiliated with it, but that's all I had to do along. It seems like such an easy solution which I was just ignoring.

A waiter comes to our table, lighting one of the wax candles. The lights in this place are very dim (I wonder if Casimir requested it?), as projected stars twinkle on the ceiling. Casimir toys with a rose, feeling its petals and running his fingers on the stalks where the thorns would be. This would be a perfect picture to put on one of the gossip newspapers.

I look into his eyes, showing a dreamy smile. I know I look perfect too. Irresistible even. I really can't afford to mess this up or I'll fall back to step one again. And I'm not about to slowly claw myself up to the top again. I'll probably have a breakdown that I won't recover from if that happens.

"Ah, can you close your eyes for a second, please?" He asks. I giggle along, playing along with his game. I feel his warm hands open mine up and place something chillingly cold back on it. I laugh even louder, hoping it pleases him. "Alright, you can open them now."

I open them up to see the most precious aquamarine bracelet in my hand. Ah, this must have cost a fortune...it's so beautiful. I feel tears brim to my eyes, but this time I'm not sure if they're real or fake. I look at it closer, holding it in the light, before pulling it to my chest. "You shouldn't have, Casimir. This is too much for me."

"Don't say that...you deserve this and so much more." I stand up and give him a kiss on the cheek, before moving to his lips. I take the lead, as he awkwardly kisses back, not knowing when to pull away or where to place his arms. After ten seconds, he steps back, gasping for a breath.

"Thank you...I'll cherish it forever." I whisper, as I slip it on.


After being to Casimir's mansion, my diddly little house feels a lot less impressive. The space of all of Casimir's room was probably the size of one of my floors, maybe even the top too. Complaining will get me nowhere however. He was born rich, I was born poorer, but at least I was born in the Capitol. I'd hate to be in the District factories or whatever.

"Miri, make sure you finish your homework this time." Dad shouts from the kitchen, as I kick my heels off into the shoe basket and slip my coat off. "I don't want to deal with another one of those calls!"

"I finished it all last time! It just took me a while." I speak without really thinking, as I take all my belongings out of the coat pockets. I pause for a second to look at the bracelet that he gave to me earlier today, feeling a little bit of guilt. I wish I could just...throw it off the top of a really tall building and get it out of my life, but I can't.

Miri, even if you're technically using him, you're doing it for a good reason. And even if that reason might be good for you and nobody else, it's still an important one.

I quickly rush to my room, not too bothered with the small chit chat I'd usually have with my parents. We can do that at any time. Before I do anything, I quickly open the drawer and shove the bracelet in there, with the earrings, the perfumes, the fake flowers…it's becoming increasingly filled up with items he's buying for me, while I don't have much to give in return.

Sighing, I move over to my desk, quickly shoving all the homework to the side. If only I wasn't as thick as I am and could do all the work set, they wouldn't feel the need to give me extra to catch up. It's such flawed reasoning and all it does is give me more stress, but my teachers don't care. I'll just have to...skip sleeping tonight. I'll finish it later.

"Please be good…" I keep muttering to myself, as I wait for the computer to load. I'm not used to using it...my old one was much crappier. All my equipment was. But as soon as I started seeing Casimir he bought me all this beautiful high tech stuff that have really elevated my videos. "Please be good, please be good…"

I let out a deep sigh of relief, as I see the number. Ok, so I've went from 135.6k to 137.2k in one day, which is an obscene amount. I remember it used to take me weeks to get to that number! But as I click on the latest video (a house tour of Casimir's house), something shocks me:

76k likes, 7.2k dislikes

7200? I've never ever had a number that high. What could there possibly be to dislike about that video? I managed to perfectly keep up my sweet and friendly video persona the entire way through and I definitely seemed very humble in the video.

Hesitantly, I scroll down to the comments. Positive, positive, positive, neutral, neutral, positive...negative?

'Anybody else thinks this relationship is fake? They have no chemistry.'

Daria_Rose

27 likes, 6 dislikes

Oh...so is that what my audience think? Maybe this relationship isn't as smooth as I think it is. But I'm certain that Casimir is fooled. I wouldn't want to change suddenly as that'd confuse him and he'd start questioning things…

The more I think though, the more I realise that there isn't really a good solution to more of these negative comments. I'll just have to swallow my emotions and ignore the hatred to push onwards. I've never going to have 100% of every viewer like me and support me, so it's best not to beat myself up over it! I don't want to be anymore stressed over something so...insignificant and stupid.


I definitely need a break over this homework. Just staring at it isn't going to magically give me the answers. And what is the point of history homework anyway? Why do I need to remember the dates of when the hovercrafts were created? Why can't I just have maths homework which is something I'm ok at?

Maybe I should...edit some videos. That relaxes me and I think it's really easy. I need some stress relief now. I'm only half way through editing my newest video and I have around a day to finish it if I want a consistent upload schedule. If I upload irregularly then people will probably stop checking out my videos which I really don't want to deal with.

So I spend the next hour splicing up the video, trimming unnecessary parts, creating a thumbnail, adding captions and editing any extra touches in. I do it all in silence too, as noise is distracting and I really need to focus. I suppose it's a bit lonely, but that's fine.

But what snaps me out of my working mindset is a loud ring on my phone. An incessant ringing that doesn't stop if I pretend to ignore and it doesn't get any quieter if I hide it underneath my pillow. I know it's either Noir or Mersault. It's probably Noir though, as Mersault has given up trying to call me for a long time now. That's fair. I don't deserve a twentieth, fiftieth, hundredth chance.

Do I feel guilty for completely cutting them out of my life? Yes. Of course I do. But I sadly don't have the time for them anymore, what with Casimir, so much schoolwork and all this editing and filming and blogging and what not. And even if I did, I'd be too tired and stressed to be around and that's not fair on them either.

I watch Noir's picture on the phone, vibrating slightly. It's us, on a ferris wheel, in the centre of the Capitol. It must have been a couple of years ago, but it still feels like yesterday. We had so much fun that day...and I haven't really felt the same way much recently. It could be so easy just to pick it up but…

I'm scared that I'll ruin this all if I get too distracted. If I keep going this fame can support me for the rest of my life. But if I don't have that...what will I have? I could be a trophy wife for Casimir but that's not...appealing. And I don't have any hopes in my own career seeing how terribly I've been doing in school all this time. I have to do this, sadly.

The phone rings for a couple of minutes. Wow, Noir is really persistent, isn't she? I look over the phone once more and oh, it's actually Casimir. How long has he been calling for?

"Oh, Casimir, I'm sorry, I was just finishing my...schoolwork." I start to apologise.

"No, no, don't worry. I can't expect you to be on your phone all the time. It was only a couple of minutes." Casimir starts, not sounding annoyed at all. Even if I am using him, Casimir is a pretty great guy for what a son of an absurdly rich head Gamemaker could be. I'd expect him to be snobby, impatient, rude and selfish, but he's really understanding, caring and kind. Most guys I've been with have been pigs compared to him. "I was just calling to ask. I'm at the shops and I'm wondering if there's any better gifts I can get you. I'm always buying stuff for you but you never really tell me what you want, so I'm always unsure on whether it's best for you."

And there drops my heart again. I just wish I could be a heartless, cold woman who doesn't care about what she's doing to him, but everytime he says stuff like this to me I begin to question myself again and whether I'm doing the right thing. I don't have any romantic feelings for him, but I just wish we could be good friends still. But I know if I break up with him, I'm not sure how he'd feel.

"Oh, it's fine really…" I know he won't take that for an answer though. "Maybe some of that new makeup from the Zacasha line? It's not too expensive but it'd mean the world to me."

"Anything for you, Miri."

I can hear the contempt and bliss in his voice, as he talks to me about the rest of his shopping trip. I smile along, do my usual rehearsed laughing when I need to, occasionally offering a funny quip and comment. And as I get into the groove, that guilt seems to disappear again.


How can I repay Casimir? What could I possibly do? Maybe I could buy him some sort of gift too with the money I've earned from the channel. It'll be a big sink of my funds but I think it'll be worth it.

So I look on the internet for any sort of gift. I search up all of his hobbies, his likes, anything he's mentioned to me before, though I'm drawing short. Nothing seems good enough for him. So in a last final attempt, I search up the Hunger Games, knowing there must be something there.

After ten minutes of searching, I find something interesting. The Saturn Games? I'm pretty sure Casimir has mentioned this before. He must have applied before but I don't think he got in, as his father wasn't the head Gamemaker yet. They'd kill to get him on now.

Maybe I could apply for him? But say if he doesn't like it and doesn't want to go now. I should apply instead. He'd love a gift from the show itself. He still watches, I'm pretty sure. I was never a fan as I really don't care about the games, but I've looked into it so I can speak to Casimir about it. It'd be a lovely bonding point if I joined this.

And it would help me become more independent. I'd reach a level of fame that I've never reached before. I wouldn't need Casimir anymore, in case everything does happen between us. If I ever feel too guilty I could break up with him and frame it as a scandal. People love scandals!

I think it'd be a fun experience too. I'd have a lot more video content now that would set me apart from the other creators too.

I take a breath in and click on the application form. I should start planning what I should say and do then.


Sorry for such a long wait. I've been stockpiling chapters in the time there's been no uploads and I've got quite a stock now, so I feel comfortable with uploading again. Hopefully you enjoyed Miri!