Roxanna Stripes's POV:
My hate for Maximus Impala is what fuels me through my late night gaming sessions. While he's out partying with his legion of fans I'm sat here in my gaming chair, winning games after games with all types of tributes. I've set my game console to the hardest possible settings and yet I just keep winning against all the randomised tributes it throws at me.
Victor! The computer announces as I defeat a great beast of an opponent with the smallest and weakest tribute I'd been given in a while. As the game loads the next arena I look at the time, it's seven am and I haven't slept a wink, opps. I grab my energy drink from beside me and glug the rest of it down before throwing a couple of sugar pills down my throat to kick me into action. Today is a big day after all.
"Roxanna Lilith Stripe, you need to get off that console this instant. You know what today is." I hear my mother's shouts coming up the stairs, she was lucky I'd just won a game or I'd completely ignore her. Whacking the save and pause button I focus on my bedroom as best I can.
"Lights" I groan as the room lights up around me, ouch my eyes. I rub them and yawn,
"Roxanna" Mother repeats.
"Coming" I scream, before pulling a loose jumper on over my dirty tank top and stepping out into the landing. The door of the room opposite mine is open and I can hear my little sister Helena in the shower next door, this is actually a lie in for her. Schools cancelled after all as its results day and we'll all be watching the show, her in one of the prime seats of the studio thanks to me.
As I get to the top of the stairs there's a gasp of horror from my mother who is stood beside her beautician friend Pollita at the bottom of them.
"Did you get any sleep last night" she scolds, as I wander down the stairs. I reply with a yawn and she sighs "but you need to look your best for today."
"No mom I needed to make sure some punk kid didn't take my spot overnight." I tell her "Morning Pollita" I add for politeness sake.
"Oh Roxanna you're mom is right" she sighs "You need to take more pride in your appearance my dear." I roll my eyes at her as I take in her painted face and extravagant dress. I bet the guys don't have to deal with this kind of shit on a daily basis.
"Look we have hours to sort me out up to your standard's don't we" I tell her "let me just grab some food first."
"Not so fast" Pollita laughs as she points upstairs "first we get you clean then you can eat." She's lucky that I do actually like her a bit or she'd get a fist to the face, so I reluctantly let her push me upstairs and towards the bathroom where Helena stands at the sink dying purple streaks into her straightened hair.
"I'm going to look at your dresses for today with your mother so be quick" I'm told as Pollita vanishes.
"You look like crap" Helena says as she looks towards me as if I were a dirty smell. I respond with my middle finger as I strip off and clamber into the shower as she remains glued to the sink.
"You meeting up with the guys before the show?" I ask her as I wash three days of crap from my untameable frizzy hair.
"Yea probably" she says "Rennete wants to show us that new pancake place, shame you'll miss out"
"Meh" I reply "I can go another day, anyway I'm gonna need to keep practicing if I want to stay on the score board till tonight."
"Sis you're in the top five, you'll be in the games no worry." She says and I smile.
"Thank's sis" I respond, but that doesn't remove my resolve to get a few more games in before tonight.
"Anyway Mom and Pollita won't let you anywhere near that gaming chair while their working on you" she laughs, as she finishes up her hair. I growl in annoyance and splash her with some of my shower water causing her to squeal as she runs out of the bathroom.
"Roxanna, hurry up" my mother screams and with a slump of my shoulders I kill the water and wrap myself in a towel before slinking back into my room. The moment I step through the door to my bedroom two pairs of arms shove me into the unused chair in front of the vanity desk I was bought for my last birthday by my misguided grandparents. I say unused, it does make a good makeshift wardrobe but it seems Pollita and Mom have swept the clothes from it and we're going to be using it for its original purpose.
"Roxanna dear, you really ought to keep on top of your hair" Pollita tells me as she forces a brush through my curls.
"Not everyone is born with perfectly tameable hair" I groan as I fight against her brush, Pollita doesn't reply and begins to talk to Mother about the dress they're stuffing me into later.
My stomach growls and I groan in annoyance.
"Food" I demand "You said I could eat after my shower, not after this five hour beauty program you have planned for me."
"I'll get you something from downstairs if you promise to behave for Pollita" Mom scolds me.
"Fine" I sigh "As long as it's sugary, I'm starting to crash again here"
A/N: Hi all, thanks for being interested enough in my little idea to read this far, there's still plenty of time for you to PM me your own capitol teen to play in the games. I still need Eight more Gamer's to make up my total of Ten submissions and they together with my OC's Roxanna and Max will play in the games. Form in on my profile.