District Eight
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The day we visit Eight is a cold rainy day. We are told by the mayoress, Vivian Appleton, that we will be inside the grand hall. The hall turns out to be a polished, metal building, much like the factories. The platform has a carpet made of yellow and orange materials. I step on it in my outfit. I think I like this outfit more than some. It is a black suit, but the blazer sparkles much like Caesar's jacket. I have sinister, pointy heeled shoes, a grey button-up shirt and a black tie, with a small number '5' with a lightbulb next to it.
The people in Eight all wear different coloured clothes, some of them plain, some exotically coloured. They all look at me expectantly.
"Hi, I can honestly say that I never really talked to
Crease or Bobbi, although I saw them at the parade. They gave off quite the impression, in their bright clothing. I can assure you that in the Centre they were good, and Bobbi lasted for quite a while."
I nod my head, silently saying, "I'm done." A scattered applause is audible.
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District Seven
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I have been dressed in a brown dress and green slippers. I have been given leaf earrings. I look like a tree. Why did seven have to be Lumber?
"Eve and Oak. I think they were both determined, hard-working characters who should be here instead of me. I saw the two of them in training, making fires and nets. I wanted them as allies. I respected them greatly, but was also slightly intimidated by them."
A few of the people are scowling, some looking at the floor, some looking thoughtful, some looking sorrowful. I think it's because they expected another Victor after Johanna Mason a few years prior to me. Speak of the devil, after my small speech, she wonders over to me, her spiky hair bouncing.
"You did pretty good, Five." She says, hitting a nerve and not calling me my real name.
"Thank you. But my name is Flicker, and I'd appreciate it if you called me it. Or you may find me calling you Jo or Joey." I say the last part smiling slightly, making a small joke.
"Feisty! See, this is why people like us win the Hunger Games. Well, at least we are free from it now. Got any brothers or sisters who the Capitol wanna select for the games?"
"I have a little brother, Ray. But he's only a baby. He was born in week one of the Games."
"Sweet. Well, it looks like Ms. Capitol is calling. I'll see you at the victory banquet; previous Victors are allowed to go. Also, when you're in four, say hello to Finnick for me. He's hard to miss and will probably come to you."
I nod and wave goodbye as I get back in the train.
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District Six.
My time here is short and sweet-ish. I'm in a dark purple dress, which reaches my feet. My lips are violet like Caesar's a few years ago. I have a silver cuff around my wrist and a chain around my neck.
Two of the peacekeepers from Six take me to a seat on the stage. They set a small microphone in front of me.
"Hello... I'm going to be honest. I hadn't talked to Trim or Pippa, and rarely saw them in the Centre, as they usually were at a station at the other side of the room. But that doesn't mean I don't respect them. I respected everyone in that Arena; they were older, stronger and better."
After the small applause, I excuse myself back onto the train. It was to much there.
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District Five
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My district hasn't seen me since Reaping, other than my mother and brother. When I confidently walk on the familiar, light-studded stage I breeze through my speech in my wonderful dress. Seeing as it was my own District, my team went all out. My long, clingy dress is shimmery gold and at every movement, it changes colour to a darker shade. Just like a flickering light. It has a sheer, smooth, shiny sheen, and there is a thin wire winding and swirling across my chest and finishing behind my neck. My hair has been styled into loose waves, cascading down my back.
"Hi. I think you all know me as Flicker Aura." The crowd starts cheering and clapping.
"Yeah. I take it that you know me. I-I'd like to start off by saying rest in peace to Sam Beam. Although we didn't actually get on that well, he was still a good character. I don't know what he showed the Gamemakers, but it must have been good. I would also like to say thank you to you for supporting me, and I thought I'd say congratulations to my mother and father; I have a little brother now."
My district cheers and claps and throws confetti at me. I smile as I walk over to my family. This will be the first time I have seen my dad since going into the Games.
He envelopes me in a bone crushing hug.
"We are so proud of you, Flicker." He murmurs. As my mother hands me my brother, a tall girl with short hair wanders over to me.
"I'm Sheer. Sam's sister." She says. "I don't blame you for his death, but my mother does. If she makes any comments, just ignore her. She'll adjust"