Crimson Breyor
Capitol
I push back my bright crimson hair then shake my head. "Nah. I'll look like mom decided to do it for me." I grin at my reflection anyways. "Even though it still looks great."
After about 5 more minutes, I decide to just mess it up and be done with it. Because it still looks great.
I'm pretty excited for the reaping – of course I don't want to get picked. If I did though, I wouldn't really mind. I think it would be pretty easy for me to win, it doesn't look that hard. Just stay out of trouble, unlike the people in the Districts. They practically run into their death, especially the bloodbath tributes.
Seeing as this is the only reaping I will ever go too, I need to look good. Its pretty easy for me, but I want to look better then usual. I look around my closet a bit, before finally spotting the glowing red tux I got a few weeks ago because it was the latest in Capitol style, so it would be perfect for the reaping.
I got into it, with a little bit of a struggle. It was stiff, probably something to do with the glowing. Either way, I make it look good.
"Crimson!" I hear Scarlet, my older sister, yell from downstairs. I roll my eyes as I make my way downstairs, two steps at a time. My parents are either still getting dressed, or already at the Capitol reaping. Whichever it is, it doesn't matter to me. I actually prefer them to be gone. Its not like we talk while they are here anyway.
"Yeah?" I ask as I hop down the final step. "How do I look?" I ask with a smirk on my face.
"Amazing. Lets get going." She makes her way out and I follow, my smirk still in place. I had already known I looked amazing – I always did.
We make our way to one of the many cars our family owns, and got into the red one. I situated the mirror so it was facing me and smiled.
I was ready.
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We pulled into the parking lot far to early – I was still working on fixing myself up. I shook my head a bit before smiling at Scarlet, who had a nervous look on her face.
"Don't get picked, okay Crimson?" She said more then asked, her voice wavering a bit as she did so. "Please?"
I shook my head then looked over at myself one last time. "Promise." I said simply, before stepping out and making my way to the 12's section.
I stand by a few of my friends, watching the stage impatiently. About two thirds of the crowds seemed really nervous, and I wonder why. Isn't this and amazing opportunity?
A man I don't know goes onstage, dressed up in full mayor get-up, right down to the top hat. I resist laughing, but I really wish I could. People who dress like that look insanely funny.
They go through some things, the Treaty of Treason, everything they have to say even though it doesn't apply.
"And now for the capitols escort, Lelamony Star!" A skinny pale girl, with pink hair in a ponytail and matching pink eyes, walks to the stage and over to the girls' bowel. They are pretty full, even though no one has tesserae.
"Ladies first!" She calls in a formal voice, and then proceeds to pick the slip on the top of the pile inside the bowel.
"Marticia Mayrod?" She asks out to the crowd of Capitol Citizens. A few people scream out from the crowd, and Lelamony blinks at us a few times.
Marticia, a colorful girl, walks up. She is pretty, but no where near as pretty as me.
"And now the boys!" Calls Lelamony again, in a still formal voice. My listening peaks and I watch with an unblinking gaze as she calls the next name.
"Crimson Breyor!" She calls, and my jaw drops, even though that quickly turns to a very smug smile. I didn't think I would actually get picked, but now that I was I would win for sure.
I make my way up, walking slowly and continuing to smile smugly as I stand beside Marticia. Lelamony has us shake hands, then we both turn to the cameras and smile, of course mine is bigger and whiter.
"Congratulations to our Capitol Tributes, Marticia and Crimson! Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor!"
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"You said you wouldn't get picked." Scarlet says with a sad smile.
"It isn't my fault. I can't really control it. 'Sides, I'm going to win!" I smile brightly at her, a little sad though that she doubts my ability to win.
"I know. I didn't say you weren't." She pauses for a minute, then looks me right in the eyes. She doesn't blink a bit as she continues. "You are going to win. Don't doubt it, Crimson. You are coming home."
My smile widens and I nod happily. "I know. Thank you." She gave a proud smile as I said thank you, because it was something I did so rarely.
"No problem. Now I'm going to go, because I would rather not be dragged out by peacekeepers." She wrinkles her nose, and gives me a small wave as she leaves.
I wave back as my parents come in, their faces filled with excitement.
"Guess what?" My mother asks, and I shrug and begin to say something, which she interrupts. "We are going to be stylists for the Capitol this year!" She giggled and smiled at me.
As I was about to say something again, my dad interrupted me. "Even if there is a small chance of either Capitol tributes making it back, we still get to do the fun part!"
I glare at him, and before I am able to open my mouth, they practically dance out.
Well, that's that.
A/N – Nows where things get intresting (: Ok, I will update the tribute list tomorrow sometime, because I got stuff to do, but heres my requests of you.
Review what kind of couples you would like to see (: I have a few figured out that I'm planning on, but I would like your ideas. I am thinking 3 or 4 would be the max, because every can't be in a relationship.
Vote on the poll I have up for your favorite characters (:
Tell me your favorite arena idea of the following –
An avatar (the blue people one) themed thing.
A regular forest themed one
Candyland themed – this was for my friend –
This one was submitted by webgrll1 – a version of the capitol, but empty.
Soo review please! One last thing, I may not update for the next few days, but that's because im working on the plot and its back-to-school soon so.
Bear with me here (:
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