The Hunger gAmes
Wouldn't You Like to Know
As the games are approaching, it's come to the Interviews. But as far as the girls know, they can't wait for them to be over.
Spencer
"Everyone, please welcome the first interviewee, Sparkle- Spencer- Hastings!" The crowd roared as Spencer ascended the stairs, hair falling beautifully from her shoulders, and her eyes with a dash of sparkly eyeliner, jewels covering the spots that weren't shiny or sparkling. Her long dress had a see-through veil just covering her knees, and a sparkly pink dress underneath the first layer. Totally un-Spencer like. Her hair had a small jewel embedded on a hairband that camouflaged with the hair, and she shook the bangles on her wrist as she sat down, stretching her long legs and resting her hands on the exposed knees. She smiled sweetly and looked into the audience. She could see the rest of the tributes from there, and, in her opinion, they looked great. The next girl just had a pair of white shoes and dress on, but she looked beautiful, her hair cascading down her shoulders. She sat tall, and her arms were folded, a smirk on her face. She also had a nice hairpiece, flowers on it, and a few weapons in there here and there. Spencer recognized her as Hanna Marin, the female tribute of the second district, and one of the people that the rest thought would win, as she had the advantage, being the top graduate of the 'Special' school. Spencer looked over at the person, who had obviously asked her a question.
"Sorry, what?" she said, turning to the interviewer with an embarrassed look. The interviewer smiled, and he raised his hand for her to shake. Spencer extended hers, and they shook a bit, exchanging names and some information. It turned out that his name was Jason, and he was a member of the DiLaurentis family, the most well known family in the whole of Rosem. She nodded, laughing at the right times, and talking to him in a conversational way. That was when the questions got a bit personal, and Spencer started blushing and giggling in a way that she herself oh-so hated.
"Do you have a crush on any boy?" he asked, looking at the blushing girl as she toyed with the bangles on her wrist. 'Course she had a crush. Didn't all girls? She played with the bangles a bit more, before saying a quick no, and looking up at Jason again. Jason just raised an eyebrow, before laughing and continuing the questions.
Spencer knew that it was harder to be liked than it seemed. She ran off the stage, and then saw the tall blonde step onto stage, just looking beautiful and happy as she sat and crossed her legs before laughing at something that Jason said. It was in that moment that Spencer knew that she had competition if she wanted to be liked.
Hanna
Fluttering her eyelashes, the beautiful blonde from District 2 was ready to steal the show. She laughed at all the right moments, crossing and uncrossing to act out the 'pretty little girl' scenario. She curled and then uncurled the hair that was hanging past chest, and looked up, smiling as question were asked so quickly that she had a bit of trouble keeping up. She leaned back, and bared her neck, her hair falling perfectly on there, and she let out a laugh as she answered just as fast. The interview really was going well, much better than those from the first district, who obviously failed at going for sexy, like the two were told to do. She only knew it because they laid it on a bit thick, not really the way that Hanna liked it. The interview had the funny moments, and it had the bad and uninteresting parts, but Hanna pulled it off. She knew she really did. Even the outfit, the beautiful white outfit she chose by herself. Hanna smiled as the interviewer glanced as she just swept off stage, white dress fluttering and billowing.
In the audience, the boy from her District had started to ascend the stairs, and she saw the girl from the third district looking nervous in a beautiful blue silk dress that hugger her figure and curves, the front that had the extra layer of blue- sea blue, which really made the blue really stand out.
