CHAPTER TWO
"From District Four…" Caesar waves his arm towards the screen which shifts again. The two stood there are both tall and typical careers.
"Percy Jackson!" Calls Caesar, pointing to the boy. He looks around 15, with dark brown hair and piercing green eyes. He's well built, and I can imagine him being an excellent swimmer. He's smiling, and from the way he carries himself I can tell he isn't going to have any problems with joining the career pack. It's usually made up of districts 1, 2 and 4, with some occasional exceptions. But 4 can be flexible. They're often the first to leave or turn on the rest of the career pack, and they make alliances with other districts too.
"Annabeth Chase!" Is the girl from District 4. She's very pretty; with medium length blonde hair and pale blue eyes. She's not smiling, like Percy is, but she's wearing the most determined expression I've ever seen. There's an aura about her that simply tells me, and I'm sure everyone else to back off. I like her already; from the looks of things she's got spirit, and I haven't even learned anything about her yet.
No more careers left. Most sponsors turn of their TV's at this point so they can be the first to make the bets, but there are others, the risk-takers, who stick around right until the end. I'm not usually a big fan of the games. I'm not opposed, but I'm not particularly interested. However, much to my surprise, I find myself staying where I am, not touching the remote. Jasmine purrs again and I stroke her sleek black fur distractedly, as the tributes from five appear on the screen.
"Ron Weasley and Amelia Pond!" Caesar introduces. They're both ginger, although whilst the boy is looking absolutely terrified, the girl looks like she's been given the best birthday present ever. I'd guess they're both about sixteen, and honestly, they could be twins. The girl, Amelia Pond, is looking around with interest, eyes bright with excitement. Ron Weasley is shaking slightly, but there's something about him. He seems like the loyal type, and the type who'd risk it all for someone he loved. Although, from the distance he and Amelia are stood apart, I don't think there's any kind of bond there. District partners, nothing more, nothing less.
My phone rings and I pick it up, pressing answer.
"Tyler residence." I say, straight off.
"Rose!" Someone shouts from the other end of the line. I have to hold the phone away from my ear for a moment as Mickey shouts my name.
"What is it?" I ask, slightly irritated. I'm missing the pair from District 6.
"Are you gonna bet this year?" He asks me, and I can hear voices in the background.
"Maybe. I take it you're already down there?" I respond, referring to the rooms where the Capitol citizens sign up as sponsors.
"Yeah. I'm betting on that guy from 2." He replies, sounding pleased with himself.
"That John Smith guy? Good choice, but you don't even know what he'll be like in training." I reply, turning my attention back to Jasmine who's stretching.
"Yeah well I'm walking on the wild side. Bye, love ya." He hangs up. I sigh and focus back on the TV. Micky always bets too soon for his own good.
"Our tributes from District 7!" Announces Caesar, and the screen flickers to the couple from seven.
"Hook Captain!" Is the boy. He's handsome. Insanely so. He has short, uncombed brown hair, dark eyes, well-built and heavily muscled. District 7 may not be a career district, but most of the tributes they put forth are woodmen and have at least a bit of muscle. They have their fair share of victors, although it doesn't really compare to the career districts.
"Clarisse la Rue." Caesar introduces, pointing to the girl. She is also well built, muscled and tall. She boasts long, spiky brown hair pulled back into a tight ponytail and sharp eyes constantly darting everywhere. She already scares me and I don't even know her.
I'm surprisingly interested in these games. Usually I barely pay attention, but something about this one has caught my interest. That's when I decide that I'm going to bet. There's something different this time, and I'm going to watch and I'm going to bet. However, unlike Mickey, I'm going to wait until I know what they can do.
The district eight tributes are shown, but I can't say there's anything remarkable about them, other than the fact that they're siblings. I feel bad for the tributes that are reaped along with their sibling; because I've seen the game makers drive them to kill each other upon occasion. It's frowned on to kill your district partner, but it's even worse to kill your sibling.
"Our tributes from District 9!" Caesar calls, gesturing to the ever changing screen.
"John Watson!" He introduces and I tilt my head in interest as I try to figure him out. He's stocky, with sandy blonde hair and he holds a cane, keeping his weight on his left leg. I wonder if they'll allow him that cane in the arena, because I'm pretty sure it counts as a weapon. He looks, if anything, a little uncomfortable. Not scared, just mildly annoyed. If I had to guess I'd say he was 17, but I'm not sure. He is muscled though, and I suspect it's from running about the hot dusty fields of District 9 all day. The screen changes and focuses on the girl.
"Guinevere Pendragon!" Caesar gestures to the girl. She's pretty, with dark skin and curly black hair. She looks nervous, but like John, she doesn't look scared. I find myself admiring her, simply for not being intimidated. It's not often that the tributes from the outer districts are relaxed, or at the very least not scared. I find myself admiring the courage of the two tributes from 9 who are almost certain to lose.
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