Well, here's the next chapter. I'm actually a day or so behind with updating this story and my excuse is that I'm on break. My goals for being on break include relaxing, watching as many movies and reading as many books as possible, and forgetting the date. Honestly, I don't even know what day it is.
Disclaimer: I think it's pretty obvious I don't own Hunger Games.
On the train, Rowan and I met Blight, our mentor. He was tall and broad with a scruffy beard. I'd heard that he had a great sense of humor, but at the moment he was completely somber.
We watched the Reapings when they came on. It would be the first time we would get to see our opponents.
The District 1 tributes were both volunteers, as usual. The boy, Radian, had short blonde hair that looked like cottonwood fluff. He was tall and muscled, and had a deadly look in his eyes. The girl, named Lacey, seemed less threatening. She was tall, but delicate looking which was strange for a Career. Still, she walked up to the stage with confidence oozing from every step. Her perfectly styled brown hair and gentle face were hiding something.
The District 2 tributes were also volunteers. The boy, whose name was Blayze, was shorter and broader than the boy from 1. The girl, Oriel, had long jet black hair and was about as muscled as a girl could get. When they shook hands, it looked more like an arm wrestle.
The two tributes from District 3, Gadge and Terra, didn't look too threatening. They were probably better at making electronics than at fighting.
District 4's tributes definitely left an impression. The girl, whose name was Cyan, had to be at least six feet tall. When her name was called, no one even had to look around to find her; she stuck up above the crowd. When Finnick, the boy tribute, was called and his face popped up on the screen I couldn't help but stare. His face was perfectly chiseled and his skin was a beautiful tanned color. His hair was a dirty blonde that had been turned bronze by the sun. A closer shot revealed that his eyes were a bright sea green color.
"He won't have any trouble getting sponsors," Blight stated.
"He is gorgeous!" Eazelle squealed when Finnick shot a smile at the camera. I couldn't help but agree.
After showing Cyan and Finnick shaking hands, it turned to the 5th District. My mind didn't go with it. Even when it showed Rowan and me getting picked, I couldn't pay attention. I was stuck on Finnick.
Nothing really happens in this chapter, but I kinda like it. I get to introduce all the completely random tributes I had to make up. I never really thought about it before, but it's actually kind of hard to invent a bunch of strong/tough tributes without sounding redundant.