I bet you're all SO EXCITED that a new chapter is up! Me too ;D Belinda, btw, is based HEAVILY upon the Speech teacher at my school, Ms. Giarratano. I love her! I'M STILL ACCEPTING TRIBUTES, GUYS! Females: 9, 10, 12. Males: 3, 5, 9, 10, 12.

*DARREN'S POV*

The train car really was as pretty as it looks on television. Everything felt really soft, and the food was DELICIOUS. I practically gorged on the cupcakes they had, but Penny just sat on a loveseat, staring at the floor.

This is when I noticed that we hadn't met our mentor yet.

When I asked Suave about it, he chortled and said she'd be along quickly. So, I sat down next to Penny and we all waited awkwardly for her. When she finally came in, Penny looked up. The woman standing in the doorway, our mentor, strode over and plopped down next to Suave. Judging by the wrinkles, she was in her 60s. She gave a cough, and spoke in a gentle, light voice. "Hello there. My name is Belinda Vito. I will be your mentor for the 77th Hunger Games." I already knew this was going to be boring, so I kind of tuned out.

All of a sudden, I heard a loud, angry voice scream, "BOY!" I twitched and looked at Belinda, who was glaring at me. "Pay attention, worm ball! Do you WANT to be deceased?" Penny giggled and Suave had a look of horror on his face. Belinda looked at Penny. "Girl." "Yes, Belinda?" Penny replied, looking kind of scared. "Shut. Up." was all our mentor said.

This made Suave make a disgusted noise. "How dare you talk to these children like that!" Belinda turned to Suave and poked him in the chest repeatedly, firing words at him. "These are not children, you Capitolian pig! And if you think they are children, I swear on my life that you must have fingerprints all over your brain from when you take it out and PLAY WITH IT!" Suave gasped, utterly speechless. "Well, I never!" he retorted, then stormed out. Belinda just smiled. "Well. That was fun."

*BELINDA'S POV*

I looked back at my tributes. How disgusting, that foppish Capitol man. He looked like he had a mop on his head. I returned to my seat opposite of them, and cleared my throat.

"Sorry for that outburst earlier, my dears. I've had about enough of this year after year." The girl, I think her name was Penny, smiled kindly. "No worries, honey. I think it's pretty cool how you just told him off." Worm ball, who wasn't paying attention again, stared at the floor. I tapped my foot. "Hey. Slime ball. PAY ATTENTION." He looked up, with an angry glint in his eyes. Those magnificent hazel eyes. "I have a name. It's Darren Sanderson. CALL ME BY IT." he replied, gritting his teeth. I grinned at him. "Well aren't you just the loveliest little petunia in the onion patch?" I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach I would grow to love these two. But they could never win. They were too unprepared. I wouldn't be surprised if they BOTH died in the bloodbath.

*TROPE'S POV*

"Are we there yet, Aqua? I'm seriously bored out of my mind." Sona, my fellow tribute, asks our mentor in his gentle voice. I turn and look at him. He doesn't even look like he's from 4. With his blonde hair and blue-gray eyes, he could pass as someone from 1 or 2. I look like an average citizen of 4. Dark brown hair and sea green eyes. "If you're SOOOO bored, Sona, then watch the recaps of the reapings." I scowl at him, crossing my arms over my chest. Sona shrugs, and clicks on the TV.

They're showing the 6 reapings, and right before I tune out, I hear a girl scream "I VOLUNTEER!". What an annoying voice. I'll have to kill her right as the Games begin. The thought makes me grin. I will catch her at the bloodbath, and I will kill her so slowly, watching her blood flow like it's from the Fountain Of Youth. Yes… How fun that will be. I see her name flash below the screen. Penny Hoover, huh? Well, Penny. Get ready to die. Here I come~