Holly Dove

Things have changed since the rebellion. I never really cared about it until that day. Now these rebels are forcing us to participate in a hunger games ourselves. Whatever I will make them pay for what they have done. I will avenge my brother's death even if it means I had to enter that horrid arena and make a memory of my self. I will come out as the victor and make those rebels pay for my brother's death.

I decided to leave the house and meet up with my friends as it's the last day for me to truly interact with them before I go through with my plan during tomorrows reaping. I slowly walked to the capitol center to meet up with them. I could sort of count them as my friends. However they really need to upgrade their style. It is better than most as they have me as their fashion expert. Standing there were what I called my friends over these past few years. Susie and Jewel always a bit more secluded from the group as they lack the confidence to converse with others. It's ridiculous they really need to start being more social. Lizzie, Tori, and June seemed to be hovering over one of their own electrical devices they were allowed to keep.

I snuck up behind them and tapped them on the shoulder, " Whatcha doing?"

They seemed startled by my presence and quickly hid the device. Just before they turned it off I had seen the name Janielle Tate. What the hell were the doing texting that sl**. I can't believe anyone can stand that snitches presence.

My face quickly took on a scowling look. My stunning violet eyes could have burned holes through them. " Why in the world would you be texting that snitch?"

Lizzie quickly shifted her stance and responded in a quaky voice, "What are you talking about?"

I quickly fumed as I hate being lied to, " You know what the hell i'm talking about lizzie you know I hate her."

Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder and I quickly spun around. There she was. Janielle Tate herself. The last person I wanted to see. I hated her for what she did. Wait no I absolutely despised her. If she wasn't such a snitch. I quickly punched the snitch in the face and began to run away.

Shouting behind me I told them what I really thought about them, " I hate you backstabbers and what I wanted to hang out like friends before volunteered, but no cause you all are freaking stupid." The moments of silence of afterwards told me how shocked they were. I froze in my spot as try to find a last parting word. Then it came to me and I began to quicken my pace again, " BTW you all look ugly you freaking skanks!"

I continued my way home angered by their betrayal. They knew how much I hated her and they still invited her to hang with us on my final parting day. Ugh it just makes me so mad that they would even think about doing this. Oh how much I wish Ethan were here right now. Without him I can't vent to anyone. If I can't vent to anyone I have all these pent up emotions. Thinking about my last brother really made me hurt. I was trying to hold back the tears. A single tear escaped though as i continued running back to my home. My curly pink hair kept getting in the way of my vision. Soon I found myself on the ground as someone got in my way.

I embarrassed being seen like this, " Watch where you're going stupid!"

I then quickly got up and rushed the last few blocks home. I rushed in the door and closed it behind me. Things really have been going to hell without Ethan here. Maybe he is the only I was ever actually able to call a friend. My brother was my friend. The only person to ever truly understand me. I decided I would find my reaping clothes for tomorrow. I decided that I would wear the Fuzzy light pink sweater that Ethan has always adored and I built off of that. A beautiful knee length purple skirt that stops at my knees. Since it was going to be cold I grabbed white stockings and for shoes my favorite pair of golden flats. I was quite pleased with the outfit. I wonder what Ethan would think of it. As my mind wandered back to Ethan it also wandered back to today's events. Oh how they anger me. I spent the rest of the day thinking about this and that. Most importantly the absence of my dear brother.

My mother quite abruptly woke me up in the morning. Pulling back the curtains on my windows, " It's time to start getting ready for the hunger games."

I groaned as I rolled out of the bed. Tired as I was I slowly managed my way towards the bathroom to apply my makeup. I finished my makeup and finished taken care of my beautiful pink curls. Sitting there on the toilet happened to be my reaping outfit for the day. I slowly exited the bathroom and headed towards the front door. Granted none of us capitol children have actually had to go through reapings ourselves. We still knew the order we had to be in. I quickly slid into the line and began to walk along the other capitol children. My gaze was particularly caught by a girl on my left.

I chuckled, " My don't you look ugly today, did you get dressed in the dark?"

I started to laugh hysterically and I was waiting for the girls own laugh. It never came though. I focused my attention towards the capitol center where we now were located awaiting the reapings. We were given a whole speech as to how this was the only capitol hunger games and how this is the end game of the hunger games. Blah blah blah and May the odds be ever in your favor.

" As usual ladies first."

I was zoned out as I watched her hand dip into the bowl of paper slips. Seemingly cutting through. No matter who is drawn I'm volunteering. I'm definitely doing some random young girl a favor.

" And the female tribute is, Amanda Fowler."

The lady seemingly looked around for any volunteers well guess im the first and probably only volunteer. I slowly raised my hand and in a confident voice, " I volunteer."

The girl originally reaped looked so relieved as I took her spot. However many faces around me held shock. I exited the crowd and headed towards the stage where I took the first spot as tribute.

" What's your name volunteer?" Lady seemingly asked

I was confident and clearly showed in my voice " Holy Dove"

" And your age?"

"14"

" Well here is your first tribute, Holy Dove!"

I stood there scanning the crowd as I waited for the other tributes to be announce. To know who my prey was.

Hey guys im sorry i have been gone for so long. Decided that since I had gotten some tribute I would just start with the reapings since I have been gone for so long. He each chapter will be a different character. I hope I did this character justice. And If you want to submit a tribute the form is on my profile. I will try to update more often. Please tell me what you think and ill see you in the next chapter.