Hey guys! Here is the second part of the interview:
Ayana Liffle POV (Audience Member)
I sniffle sadly and wipe away some tears as the little boy from District Five sits back down. We all know that he is going to die, so we sob for him. The next tribute that comes up is a scrawny thirteen-year-old boy from District Six. His name is Lare, and his answers are so quiet that none of us audience members can hear what he has to say. You can feel the boredom floating around in the air above us. When he goes back to his seat, the clap is half-hearted. The girl is very muscular, with broad shoulders, stringy brown hair, and strong features. Her name is Tristie Perkins. Caesar asks her a few questions and she booms out the answers, much different from her partner, but they are boring and generic anyways. Now it's time for District Seven: the siblings. You can see the whole audience lean forward in their seats to listen closely.
"Avella Hightree!" Caesar says excitedly as the small fourteen-year old takes her seat. She is wearing a forest green empire waisted dress – Greek style (which we know because it is becoming all the rage) – that comes all the way to the floor. Her dark brown curly hair is pulled back in a headband. "So, Avella, are you and your brother sticking together this Games?" Caesar asks her.
"Actually, Caesar, we have decided to go different ways, as we could not see eye to eye," Avella replies, glaring at her brother and strangely the girl from Ten. Her interview goes by like this, Caesar asking her questions that she answers sweetly, but then whenever she gets the chance she twists the question and turns on her brother. I wonder how he is going to take it. When her bell rings, the audience cheers loudly, because little Avella has just added more drama to this Games.
"Give it up for Corin Hightree!" Caesar exclaims, as we roar and Corin sits. He is wearing a forest green tunic with black pants underneath. His dark wavy hair has been left how it normally is, and his forest green eyes are shining, with tears or excitement we don't know. Caesar asks Corin a few introductory questions, then plunges right in. "How do feel about your sister leaving the alliance? Is there still an alliance that you belong to?" Corin takes a deep breath. He is so hot when he is concerned.
"Dibs," I whisper to my best friend, Lanny, who is sitting next to me.
"Well, I love my sister and wish that she didn't leave, because its not safe alone, but it is her choice. There is still an alliance, though, that's what me and my sister couldn't see eye to eye about." Corin glances shyly over at the girl from District Ten and she blushes and looks down at the floor. Sadly, you can almost see the love seeping out of his pores.
When his bell rings we all cheer as loudly as we did for Avella. These siblings really know how to add to the drama. Next up is Eight.
"Please welcome Annora Carlton!" Caesar says loudly. The girl he gestures to is pudgy, with acne scars on her face. Her hair and her eyes are magnificent shades of brown though. If she lost a little weight and got the scar treatment we have here, she would definitely be pretty. Caesar starts with a few of his generic questions, to get to know her, but that doesn't work so well. "So tell me Annora, tell me about your outfits!" She is wearing a multitextured dusty pink strapless dress that somehow still looks absolutely gorgeous even with all the different fabric types.
"Well, the dresses are great, but the stylist is less than. In fact, she is a total brat." Annora catches her mistake and her mouth and eyes widen so huge they take up her whole face. She throws up her hands to her face and we all look to her stylist, Ladybug, glaring daggers down to Annora. Uh-oh.
"That was dumb," Lanny whispers to me.
"Can I go back now?" Annora meekly asks. Caesar glances at the control booth above our heads and the bell goes off early. We don't even clap because we are so shocked. The next tribute, though, brings us girls back to reality.
"Okay, here is Ashur Wybock!" Caesar hurriedly says, urging us all to forget about Annora and worship the next tribute. And worship we do. Ashur Wybock cleans up good. His brown hair is styled perfectly, and the Capitol even let him keep his slight stubble. He is just as buff as he looked on T.V., and even hotter than on T.V.
"Dibs!" Lanny almost yells in my ear. Oh well.
Caesar asks Ashur a few questions to start, but none of the girls are paying attention to his voice, only his looks. Finally, some of us pull it together and listen too. "So, Ashur, what do you miss most back home?"
"Well Caesar, the answer is in the question. I miss home. Period. I miss family, I miss friends, I miss my own bed, my own roof. I miss my home." Ashur says, causing most of the girls to tear up for his sake. Poor, poor Ashur Wybock. When his bell rings, the girls scream and cheer and blow kisses and faint. One girl even asks him to marry her, but he pretends not to hear it.
"Okay, folks, lets quiet down." Caesar pleads. We willingly oblige, for Caesar is the best interviewer there is. "Well, that was sure exciting, so let's welcome our District Nine female, Iota Nightshade!" Iota sits on the stool. She is pretty enough, with piercing green eyes and straight dark brown hair. Her hair is up in a bun and streaked with silver. She is wearing a silver tunic and black leggings with designs on them. Her eyes are outlined in blue eyeliner. She looks like moonlight, in my opinion. "So Iota, how's the Capitol?"
Iota shrugs. "It's pretty cool." Her interview goes like that, with her never giving a full answer and with Caesar trying to milk the answers out of her. Overall, she seems very mysterious, and those fingernails scare me a little bit. When she cheers, we clap, but we feel like we are clapping for nothing, because we have no clue who the real Iota is.
"Next up, please welcome Colt Wilkins!" Caesar shouts, generating applause from the audience. Colt walks to the chair. He is pretty handsome, with jet black hair and piercing green eyes. What is it with District Nine and the piercing eyes? Hmm. But even as handsome as Colt is, he doesn't generate the response from us girls like Ashur did. Colt actually looks shy and sweet, but there is a sadness deep in his eyes. Caesar asks Colt some more questions, broing normal ones, when his eyes widen in recognization. "Your sister, Ciera, was in the Games last year, wasn't she?"Caesar exclaims, proud that he put two and two together.
I remember Ciera Wilkins. She was tall, like Colt, with hip length pin straight black hair, but her eyes were blue, not green. She was very pretty, and had a few sponsors because of that, but the Careers finished her off When there were only nine left. Back on the stage, Colt looked as if you had just ripped open an old wound, which, mentally, Caesar did. "She was the best person, she cared…" Colt says sadly, and the bell goes off. His face looked like it would shatter.
Caesar clears his throat uncomfortably. "Uh, well, please welcome Evi Trint!" Here she is, the girl that Corin glanced at. She is pretty, with bronze-blonde hair and giant green eyes, who could blame him. She is smirking. Caesar asks some questions, and she answers nicely and in a way that satisfies us. The boys look pretty captivated by her, like they were with Ebony and Glamor.
"Dibs," My brother whispers. I guess he's joined the game.
"So, Evi, do you have any allies in these Games?" Now it's Evi's turn to glance at Corin. She smiles now, a genuine smile, though it still has some smirk in it.
"I'm in an alliance with someone that I really like, and I hope they win. He deserves it." Evi looks at Caesar and the audience, and seems pleased with her answer, though she is a little flushed. Corin is blushing like mad. The bell rings, we clap and my brother and his friends wolf-whistle, and we are on to her District partner, Drew Mutsaka.
Drew is utterly and painfully average. He has average hair, average looks, average height. He is dressed in a suit made out of the same golden material as Evi's dress. It looks slightly ridiculous on him. Caesar asks him some questions, not really excited about his new average subject to interview, but he still presses on. Drew answers the questions like we expected, averagely. Finally, we get some emotion out of him. Caesar had asked him a question about how he was going to get home.
"I'm just going to do whatever it takes. I want to get home to my family, to my friends, to everything that matters to me." His bell rings and tears spill out of his eyes. Way to turn it around, kid. When he goes back to his seat, we cheer loudly and respectfully. This boy isn't so bad now.
"He really turned his interview around," I whisper to Lanny.
"Yup," she whispers back.
"Now for Kiki Tavella, from District Eleven!" These interviews were almost over, but we had a great batch of tributes. Kiki, a small tanned girl with brown hair and eyes, and a nose that has obviously been broken, flops onto the seat. She doesn't necessarily look hostile, but she does look like if you would try anything she will have her fist at your face or a knife at your throat before you could blink. She looks like a survivor. Her dress is the color of wheat, and it comes down to her knee. It is spaghetti strap and her hair is pulled back with a wheat colored ribbon. She looks like her stylist wants her to look innocent, but forgot about the fierce look on her face. Caesar asks some more questions, and she answers, her voice slightly husky, but not very noticeably. "So, Kiki, tell me, why did you volunteer?" Caesar takes up his thinking pose again.
"Because that was my little sister! Anastasia, I love you and am sorry that I ran away. I hope you remember me, but you don't have to." Kiki's fierce looks softens considerably, and when her bell rings we all cry and cheer and cry some more. These tributes really induce tears, don't they?
(A/N: I am not going to do Kin's (D11) or Ax's (D12) interviews because they are my characters and won't be very important to the story. Kin acted charming, and the audience liked him. Ax acted mysterious and brooding, and the audience liked him too.)
When Kin sits down, we cheer for him, charming charming Kin. Now it is time for District Twelve, the last interview.
"Kesha Goldenrod!" Caesar cheers, excited that the interviews have gone so well (except for Annora's case) and confident that the Games will be great. Kesha walks up to the stage, in another midriff baring her flat stomach for us all to see. The sleeves fall off the shoulder and her skirt falls to her knees. Her whole outfit deepens in color until it has gone from yellow to a dark red that is almost black. She is wearing gladiator sandals, and her light brown hair is streaked with black, red, and orange. She looks very rebellious and tough, she will be one to look out for.
"She looks like a freak," Lanny whispers.
"Agreed." I whisper back.
"So Kesha, what is your strategy to get back to your family?" Kesha fixes Caesar with her bright blue stare, not smiling.
"I don't have a family to go home to, at least not a family that I want to go home to." Our hearts break as we realize that this girl has a reason to be tough, and we like her more for it. She answers a few more questions, the goes back to her seat, leaving us stunned by the girl that we were so quick to judge. Her District partner goes up, answers the question mysteriously, then sits back down.
"Thank you everyone for coming, and have a Happy Hunger Games!" Caesar gushes to us as we file out of our seats and debate about which tribute was our favorite. Yes, we will have a Happy Hunger Games. How could we not?
Okay, next step is the arena! I have a pretty good idea for the arena that I just thought up last night, so I am prepared. Also, I will be starting school soon so I might not be able to update as quickly. The next chapter will actually be sponsoring info, like what each item costs and how much each sponsor has to spend as of the time when I write it. So hurry up and sponsor! Reviews are always nice :).
Also, some people have told me that I focus a lot on some characters in Training and not on others, and I am going to clear things up. In the training, there was a bunch of things that had to be settled between some of the tributes, so I had to repeat POV's a lot. In the Games it will be totally different and I will give the other tributes the spotlight too. So on the subject of POV's, who would you like to have a POV in the next real chapter? Who was your favorite interview? Who do you think will win?
Happy Hunger Games!