DISTRICT 1
Gentry- Cornucopia. Cornucopia. Honestly, I don't feel good about it but I'm a career so I have to go. Shannon, Ashlar, and Lola will do it too so maybe I won't be the center of attention. Maybe, I can stand by and watch. A quick feeling of guilt comes over as I look around. Do I really want to take someone's life away? They have families too. I wipe that thought and focus on everyone and try to see their emotions through their faces. Poema from twelve looks scared to death, and I don't blame her. I feel strong though and my adrenaline is rushing. I'm ready.
Shannon- I'm so pumped. I really can't wait and I'm trying to hide my smile. I feel my feet moving and I feel like a horse that is being held but wants to run free. I look over at Chamomile and know, she will be my first kill no matter what. I'm not scared to take a spear and jab it in her heart. Oh, I want that to be just how it happens. Ok, I can't be patient any longer so I ask one of the people on the hovercraft when we will be arriving. "Ten minutes," she replies. That's so long! I can feel myself running to the cornucopia grabbing whatever comes into reach. Here we go!
DISTRICT 2
Ashlar- Neal, we need him. He is next to me so I decide to talk to him. "Hey, Neal." I whisper. He looks over to me and I ask him for an alliance. He eagerly says yes and it was like he was anxiously waiting for me to ask him. 5 tributes in our alliance. Perfect. I'm not sure who to go for first when the games begin, so I'm just going to go for whomever is closest to me. I wonder what the arena will be like. Desert? Forest? Beach? Snow? I don't know. Our outfits really don't show us anything. We are in cargo pants with a long sleeve tee shirt and a sweatshirt over it with hiking boots. All of the districts have their distinctive color and 2 is maroon. Huh, I wonder why.
Lola- An almost robotic like voice says from a speaker, "seven minutes until landing." I don't care how long, I already know my strategies. I'm having mixed emotions. I'm feeling confident because a career always wins the games, mostly. Plus, I volunteered and got a score of 10 which will bring me sponsors. I have my alliances for the games and to me, we are no more than that. If I ha to choose, Gentry is my favorite. He's actually pretty hot and if we weren't on a televised fight to the death, I would want to date him. But I know that can't be. I'm feeling nervous but know I will get past the bloodbath and probably get some kills at that time. It's almost time!
DISTRICT 3
Mick- I'm not ready for this. I trained but I don't feel ready to die. I want to see my family and girlfriend back home. I won't have any alliances and I regret that decision but I think it's too late now. I reach in my pocket and grabbed my token, which is a steel bracelet that my girlfriend gave to me before the train. I look and see my reflection for the first time in days. I look like a new person from all the Capital's works. My hair, still curly, is cut short. My glasses are still on my brown eyes and my acne is gone. I like this new look. I sort of smile and feel alive for once. I remember that I am about to go in the hunger games. Cornucopia or not? I decide to take the risk. Isn't that what this is all about? Taking risks and seeing who gets hurt by their choices.
Maxine- I accept the fact that I will probably die. I think about it and want to break down and cry. I know I can't do that, so I just put my face in my palms and close my eyes. Why? Why? Ugh! I am the careers first target and I know it. I got a four, and no real skilled tribute gets a four. I realize I will give up sometime but I can't do it just yet. I start daydreaming of home and playing in the meadows. A gust of calmness comes over me and I eventually go to sleep.
DISTRICT 4
Nate- I'm so anxious! I start fidgeting in my seat. I want to get out there and run free. I'm fast so I can get there before the rest of the tributes and have the pick of the litter. I'm going to go to the cornucopia and search for a trident or spear. Either one will satisfy my defense needs. Then I will grab a backpack and run. I'll get out of there like a deer during hunting season. I look at my allies and friends, Alexa and Carson. I nod to them and they nod back. "Five minutes," a sound comes from the speaker. I can't say I'm excited or scared but I guess I'm somewhere in between.
Alexa- I look at Neptune ad he nods to me. I nod back and I guess he is just confirming our alliance. I'm trying not to think of when one of us dies or when we have to kill each other, but that thought stays in the back of my head. Karson said he would go to the supplies while I stayed behind just to protect me. I agreed but I'm actually going to go. Anyone here is stupid not to. I accept that I will die eventually because I am feeling courageous enough to sacrifice myself for either of my friends. I can be remembered for that, right? I looked around at some strong, confident, nervous, anxious, and scared faces. Those faces won't matter in a couple days, when about half of this group will be dead.
DISTRICT 5
Damon- I'm one of the oldest ones in the room and probably one of the tallest and biggest. I somehow managed to get a 9 in personal evaluations by shooting a crossbow and hitting 2/3 of the moving targets. I'm probably a target and no one knows my defensive skill. I don't care anymore. I give up. I have no one to come back for except my grandfather who is blind and would be fine without me. Once I compared the greediness of the Capital to the starving citizens of five, I knew that the Capital was no magical place. It's mocking all the districts in the worst possible way. I know what I'm going to do. I'll start a protest with just me in the beginning by sitting on my plate and wait for my life to end. I know there's someplace better an it's not anywhere in Panem.
Tristan- All I can think about is Ford. I know it's crazy to feel this right now but it's love. I figured out that he feels the same way once he touched my hand and looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes in training. In the beginning, I'll go wherever he goes and everything he does I feel is to make me safer. I look over to him and he is looking down into his hands. What is he looking at? I look away and want this all to end. I want to be with Ford in some faraway place, but to do that we would both have to win the games and we both know that that isn't possible.
DISTRICT 4
Ford- I know she is looking at me and I know if I look at her, I will feel sad. I don't want to enter the arena feeling like that. But once I'm in there and I can express all my feelings with no limits. It's the hunger games, no rules. I'm looking down at my token, which is a mini framed picture of Ethan, my brother. I love to look at him because he looks like me but cuter. I put it in my pant pocket, the one with a button, so it doesn't fall out. I think of everything that I'm about to experience and wonder what the arena is based on my outfit. I realized these pants have a zipper going through the middle. It's so I can turn my pants into short. Why? I'm thinking someplace warm maybe rough terrain, hence the boots. As I sit there, I'm brought back to reality when a lady comes in.
Claudia-My heart is pounding. A short lady with blond hair walks in with a lab coat and a metal box full of syringes. Oh boy, I hate needles. I'm on the edge seat so she comes to me first. "What is it?" "It's your tracker." Great, they are not only watching us with cameras, but now they see every step we take. It's probably something to do with where the Game Makers put their traps. They probably put them wherever we are heading. As I'm thinking of every possible trap, I feel a large pinch in my arm and I make a quiet shriek. Ow! That just made me more alert then ever. My heart starts pumping faster and I know this is not good. I start to feel light headed and eventually faint.
I will do the next 12 tributes in the next chapter. Thanks for reading! Leave some comments!