Chapter 6: Interviews

A/N: Hey guys, so I'm sorry I haven't written in over a month...but never fear; THE STORY WILL CONTINUE! thanks to all my reviewers and anyone reading this story right now. Please R/R or PM me with any ideas. Thanks! Enjoy!

I get up this morning feeling dizzy but happy. What happened last night? I wonder to myself...OH! I got a perfect score in training, yea...interview day. Great, interviews, the day i will have to speak for all of Panem and especially my family an friends about my feelings and the games themselves. Fun...I throw on a light blue T-shirt and black sweatpants and head to the dining room for breakfast. I am happily greeted by Johanna and Andrew. Where's Isaac? I think to myself, not that I care... Andrew seems to share the same brain as me, when he asks, "Anyone seen Isaac?"

"Nope...I wonder where he could be?" says Johanna

"Don't know. Don't care" I say indifferently.

So we proceed to eat breakfast and talk interview strategies. Isaac never shows up.

As I head back to my room with Johanna, she tells me she will be teaching me proper Interview ettiquette, which apperently is critical to getting sponsers. She teaches me how to walk in heels, how to answer difficult questions, and how to address who at what time. Then I head down to training with Andrew where he will be giving me my angle to play. After several failed attempts, we go for fierce. My name is Isabel Ronka, I am 15 years old. And I will win the hunger games. I will kill them all, especially Isaac.

When I get back to my room, Lilizia is waiting with a huge smile on her face and a dress bag hanging from her left arm. I run to her and practically rip the plastic off of the dress and nearly faint at its sheer beauty.

It is pearl white silk, with a black belt just under my chest. On the belt is and red plaid bow, bringing in a small touch of our distict. It is a full length gown with (thankfully) matching silver flats. My hair is straightened and dyed in streaks of red. I walk to the mirror and see and beautiful woman who just so happens to be a killing machine. Who just so happens to be me.

And we go to the interviews.

Being District 7, I go around the middle of the interviews and I get to watch 12 other tributes be, Sexy, Graceful, Delicate, Ferocious, Sociable, and many more I can't even descibe. And then they are calling my name. I strut up to the stage and introduce my self to Cesar Flickerman, who looks dashing as ever, in a delicate light pink hue this year.

"Hello Isabel, just do your best to answer the following questions. First off, I'm sure the whole of Panem is wondering; Isaac, your twin, is going into the games with you. How does this make you feel?"

Feirce...Feirce...Killing Machine. Remember what Andrew said...What did he say? "Show no mercy?" ok no mercy.

"Once we are thrown in the games and the Capitol takes our families away from us, it all ends. All ties break. No mercy, if I'm going to win these games i'm just going to have to hope someone else kills him before I do." I said with an edge of aggression.

"Ooh...interesting but inspiring answer...ok. So, if you do win and you go home alone without Isaac, say by mere chance, you kill him...what will you do about your family?"

"They surely won't accept me back to the family...so I will go live in Victor's Village alone, with my future neighbors, Johanna and Andrew" I say as I gesture to them.

"Fabulous, so Isabel, one last question...Whew! That 12! The first girl in the History of the Hunger Games to get a perfect score...care to share?"

"Well, you see, what I did was..." I say more quietly so that all of Panem, especially sponsers and tributes alike will be all ears, " well, I suppose that's for me and the judges to know and for everyone else to find out...isn't it judges?"

Camera Pans to judges, they give a good laugh. And then I am being whisked off the stage and back to my seat. I kind of zone out the rest of the interviews and then we are going back to the training center to get ready for bed. Tomorrow is the day of the Games, we need all the sleep we can get.

I scarf down my dinner and then I sprint up to my room. I strip and shower quickly, washing away the makeup, and glitter, and tears. Then I jump in bed and fall asleep peacefully, knowing that I will win these games and I will survive. Watch out Isaac, and everyone else. You may not think so but i will kill you...every single one.