We all walked to the center of town to wait for he announcer to draw the names. This year's announcer for District 5 is Lucinda-Loo Mulberry. She has to be one of the ugliest announcers I have seen in my life. After she is done making her ugly face uglier, she tells us "may the odds be ever in your favor," then shows us the video. It's about how the districts rebelled and the thirteenth was shot down. We watch it every year, so it's not new at all. Then comes the drawing of the names.
Lucinda said, "ladies first.", as they always do, and reaches into that little glass bowl of danger. she unfolds the paper and says, "Premiere Montage." I see Premiere standing there looking shocked until someone pushes her up to the stage. She stumbles and walks onto the stage by Lucinda-Loo.
"Hi darling how are you?" Before Premiere could answer Lucinda went on to drawing the boy's name. She carefully pulled out the piece of paper and slowly unfolded it.
"The boy tribute for District 5 is... Cory Montage! Ooh a brother sister match-up, this should be interesting!"
I stood there then walked up to the stage where my sister already stood.
"And now ladies and gentlemen, out District 5 tributes."
We were then quickly rushed inside the Justice building and separated. One of the Peacekeepers took me into a room with two chairs, a window, and a small table. Someone walked into the room and I snapped to attention. It was my dad. He walked over to me and gave me a long hug. "Be strong son." was all he said as the guard ushered him out of the room. My mom and Sella came in next and both of them hugged and kissed me. Then came Aunt Missy-May, she told me to keep going and don't give up, then she left the room. The Peacekeepers came and took Premiere and I to the train that would take us to the Capitol.
It took about an hour to get there, and when we did all the freaks standing at the station erupted into cheering and clapping. I looked on with a slightly disgusted look on my face. I couldn't believe they were clapping, I mean what did they think, the Hunger Games is something to cheer for? We got out of the train car and were escorted to the penthouses where we would stay. Premiere ans I took the elevator up to the fifth floor where we stayed. I walked into my room and layed on the bed. Soon someone was shaking me awake to tell me my stylist was waiting. I walked down to the makeup room in the next door.
My stylist stood waiting for me inside. She led me to a bright whites room with a mirror and a bed. I was instructed by one of her assistants to lay down. My stylist introduced herself as Melinda Murray and the nI heard a faint, let's begin.