Still missing check ins for:

Brooke Reefside (2)

Dylan Angel (2)

Maia Grayhart

District 12 Mentor, Victor of the 129th Hunger Games

I wait nervously for the chariots to come by and Whinney pats me on the back. It begins.

District 1 rushes in: Caesar and Sapphire look incredible. The have on bright silver outfits with gems, diamonds and gold sticking out. Sapphire waves, clearly nervous and shy, where as Caesar flexes his muscles and nearly knocks Sapphire off.

The Capitol roars as District 2 follows behind them in their roman warrior costumes. Xavier shouts and growls at the crowd - lifting his sword up high. Vidia is slightly more hesitant but she starts swiping her sword and pointing it towards the audience.

Then comes District 3. Well, I don't know how it can get worse than this. Winston and Arlene are tangled in all kinds of wires and they can barely raise their hands to wave. Winston trips and him and Arlene fall to the floor of the chariot - unable to get up. I hear a few giggles and Whinney has her hand to her mouth but it's soon forgotten as District 4 comes out.

Brooke is in a flowing blue dress and her caramel hair flows with it. Dylan has a cape identical to Brooke's dress and he wears blue shorts and shirt. Brooke laughs and waves her hand from the side and Dylan is brushing his hand through his jet black hair, winking at upcoming Capitol females. I share the same disgusted expression as Brooke.

Not far behind them come two solar-panel covered tributes. Loren and Kliar have solar panels surrounding them and they wave awkwardly, Kliar is obviously more confident and gives a few muscle flexes - similar to Caesar. Kliar hits Loren in the face and she slaps him back, angry, I thought they'd be more friendly seeing as Kliar volunteered for Loren, or so I thought. I turn and see a palm in Korsoff's face and Foebe is giggling, despite her tributes having just embarrassed themselves.

Jean and Harrick high five with fake enthusiasm from the both of them. They wear train track shirts and shorts with sparks flying from them and although, I was already told by Rayl, Harrick's mentor, that the 2 were allies but I could tell.

Trailing behind them is District 7, Eoghan is sweating hard in his green flannel and brown fur coat. Samara starts to fan him, she is in a short, brown figure hugging dress and wears a blossom flower crown. Oh, they're trees. I hear a lot of giggling from the Capitol when Eoghan's face goes very red and he throws up on the side of the path. Samara puts her hands over her mouth and immediately I see how insecure she is in her outfit.

Again the next district come and the throw up commotion is paused. Embry and Reuben come in both in jeans and a white top but over them is a mismatch of materials, sewed together into a colourful shawl. Raia claps her hand behind me as Embry and Reuben, considerately, laugh and wave to The Capitol.

Jack and Field are next for district 9 and oh my gosh. Seriously, stylists? You put them in a bread costume. The 2 have arm holes that they have their arms through and are waddling around. Through Field's face hole she is blushing - obviously embarrassed. Jack gives up and stands still, looking straight ahead.

Obviously, District 10 are farm animals. This time Mahala is in a black-spotted white dress and Lex where's the same but it being a one piece, more like a onesie, type thing. Lex is jumping up and down shouting, "WOOHOO!" And Mahala rolls her eyes and smiles a bit, she does a similar thing to her reaping.

District 11 have on gold and silver farmer costumes and have a horrendous looking fruit headpiece on. Quail attempts a wave but is kind of hesitant and Nevaeh looks like she gives him a few words of encouragement because the 2 hold hands and wave with fake smiles.

Finally, district 12 comes through. Piper and Friday come out, Piper and Friday are dressed in a stick of dynamite. Suddenly, flame starts to go off the end of the dynamite and BANG! A large flash appears where the tributes are and their outfits are turned into coal. Probably, the best of the night. Piper seems a little taken aback but Friday keeps smiling and waving.

President Remus Snow, steps up to his podium.
"Welcome tributes and thank you for coming."
"Like we had a choice you f*cking twat!" A voice cries but i can't tell who it comes from.
"Um, well. Happy 149th Hunger Games!"

Mahala Grisbon

District 10, 15, Female

I feel as if I am going to be shot when I walk out the chariot in my stupid dress. I don't know what came over me, one minute I was smiling and winking, the next I was swearing at the fricking President of Panem. They are going to kill me for this I think as I reach the elevator, Lex trails behind me.

"Will they kill me in the bloodbath?" I ask Lex.
"No, no. Course not." He replies with but I can see doubt in his eyes. What had I done? Had I just secured myself a place in the bloodbath?

I sit down at the dinner table when we get to the room and don't even care of the beauty and grandness of it all. I hear a 'woah' behind me and I assume it's Lex but who can be bothered to turn around when you know you are going to die soon.

I know it is a short chapter and Mahala's POV was to give her and Lex more screen time. Which I will do more of in the training as they have not got very much. Please, go to santiago,poncini20's account to find out more on our collab Learning To Die and submissions are still open.

Who had the worst chariot ride?

Who had the best chariot ride?

Will Mahala be punished?

Next up is Training Day 1!