Fifth chapter! Enjoy!
Carlee~14~District 5
I roll over in bed and find myself face-to-face with a shaggy-haired dog. "Sizzles!" I cry as the small dog licks my face. My curly auburn hair sticks out in a bunch of different directions when I see myself in the cracked mirror across the room. I shove Sizzles off my bed and get up. Sliding my glasses up onto the bridge of my nose, I start down the hallway.
As he hears me enter the kitchen, Louz, my older brother, turns around. "Mornin' Carlee!"
I sit at the small wooden table where we eat our dinner and grunt my thanks as he hands me a bowl of brown something. It looks like crap and tastes like cardboard and is probably the tesserae I brought home last week. I end up feeding it to Sizzles under the table. That dog will eat anything.
I dart down the hall to the bathroom. I grab a little jar of baking soda from under the "sink" (it's really a stool with a bowl filled with water from the creek on top of it) and pour a small amount into my mouth. We're not able to afford toothpaste, so we use the baking soda we received on Parcel Day. I run an old toothbrush over my crooked teeth. I've wanted to get them fixed forever but, no matter how hard we work, Louz and I would never be able to afford it.
I'm pretty much the ugliest girl in all of Panem. To add to the crazy hair, ugly clothes, and ruined teeth, I'm smart. Now, a lot of people might not see this as a problem. I love being smart, but if you want to be cool at my school, you have to act like a ditzy weakling that thinks about boys 24/7. I've attempted faking it. I hate the feeling, but I really want to fit in.
The grandfather clock in the hall chimes 12. I walk out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. I start to get ready for the Reaping. A pleated green skirt and a bright pink sweater that clashes with my hair. I look hideous. Typical, I think.
I set off to the square to watch the rest of District 4's Reaping.
District Four's muscular male tribute squeezes to girl's hand so hard, it turns purple. The television in the Village Square goes black and the mayor begins his speech. Soon, oue escort takes the stage and flounces over to the girls' name tank. Her mouth moves, I hear a familiar name, and the ground rushes up to meet me.
Oh, Carlee. How I despise this character and this chapter. *sighs* I promise the next chapter will be better. By the way, the boy tribute's name is Charlie. I know their really similar, but I couldn't care less at this point. Sorry that this chapter is so short.
~Cherry