"Serenity, may I talk to you?" Honey-like eyes darted from side to side, glancing around to make sure no one was watching us. Her brown hair was sleeked into a tight fishtail braid, swivelling from her left side down to her neck on the right side. She was beautiful...she looked so familiar. Couldn't put a name on it, am I seriously getting that old? Definitely familiar though.

"Who are you?" I blinked.

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm late. To think you'd know Blue's twin sister."

I smirked. "To think you'd be somewhat like Blue." I responded. "I know I'm advanced for my age." I chuckled on the inside on that one. "But I can't think of everything."

She laughed, it sounded cold. "Of course, another arrogant victor." She shook her head. "And I actually thought you were different."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I can't let you insult me without me knowing your name." I joked. I didn't want Blue's sister hating me. I really didn't want anyone hating me but to be fair, Blue's sister meant a lot more then a bunch of strangers from District Three.

She actually almost allowed herself to smile. "Aqua. My name is Aqua."

I giggled. Was she serious? "Aqua and Blue. Your parents are very creative."

"Hippies actually." She shrugged.

"I thought hippies died along with North America." I said, already having the mood lightened.

"One can drream." She laughed. "You know, I guess I was wrong. You don't sound that bad."

Look, we can go all day on how amazing I am. I know, I'm fabulous. People misjudge me all the time but I'm really just a loveable thirteen year old. That won the Forty-Ninth Hunger Games, killed three people, resonsible for four other deaths, oh and I was nearly eaten alive. "If I remember, you wanted to tell me something..."

She nodded. "Yeah. I wanted to say thanks for avenging my brother's death even though you got the wrong person." She sighed, smiled, and shook her head. "It was still honorable."

"Your welcome. It was the least that I could do." I shrugged. I was about to say more but I was completely, and rudely, cut off.

"Aqua?"

"I'm in here!" She shouted. A guy joined us, he looked barely a year older than Aqua. He was ripped, tan, green-eyed, a typical male from District Four. "Serenity this is my boyfriend John Odair." She wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked his cheek.

"Pleasure." I bowed my head. "If you excuse me, I must get back to the party." Suddenly, I had the urge to get drunk. I heard that's what adults do when they want to drown their problems. That's what I needed.

Drown my problems, and make them sink.

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Apparently the triplets packed for me while I was at the party. They decided that I was going straight from my dinner to District Twelve. Since there aren't "worthy" hotels in District Twelve I was forced against my will by Calypso to stay with Avery. She looked at us like a mother would look at her children.

I got into appropriate attire for the reapings. Which meant my hair was down and, again thanks to Calypso, stained blue. District Twelve is so freaking cold, even in June, so I had a long-sleeved green low cut V-neck on. I had to wear purple skinny jeans because now all of Panem loved me in puprle and green.

As I stood up on the stage I could have sworn everbody in District Twelve gave me a good 'what the fuck' look. Some old man even shouted: "What is she doing here?" And to be completely honest, it made me feel like a piece of shit.

The mayor introduced me and said what my purpose for being here was. The audience cheered like they were grateful for me stepping up to help them out. I knew they couldn't care less.

I guess they had a new escort this year. She looked extremely young, probably eighteen. Her hair, which was a wig, was all metallic silver. I guess they wanted to add excitement by using a young escort. They introduced her as Effie Trinket. What a Capitol name, even I'm jealous.

"Maysilee Donnor." Effie cries first.

I look out into the crowd and try to find her. She's being crushed in a hug by a girl that looks a lot like her. Must be sisters. Her ash blonde hair is pulled into two identical braids. Her eyes are blue, what a District Twelve shocker. Must be from the merchant side. She hugs another girl her age and walks up on stage. (AN: That other girl is Katniss's mom, just saying)

I leaned next to Avery. "Her. I want her."

Avery leaned away and nodded. "You can have her." She says.

"Allison Giers." Effie trills next. I don't may much mind to her, she won't be mine, I'm not responsible for her. It might sound cruel but if my tributes die, it's inevitable one will if the other wins, I'm back to rooting for my home.

"Asher Trannyth." It's some scrawny thirteen year old. Nothing I want. My sympathizing for the younger tribute days are over. I proved it's possible. No one has the stinking excuse it's never been done before. Therefore, I'm sorry Asher Trannyth, I don't want you.

"Haymitch Abernathy!"

Everyone stopped to look at Haymitch. Unlike his fellow male tribute, or any other tribute I've seen from District Twelve, he was handsome. Yes, I thought Trey was good looking but he's no comparrison to Haymitch.

He had a scowl, or was it a smirk, on his face. He didn't look fearful like his fellow tributes, he looked genuinly annoyed. He'd probably look ten times better if he wiped that look off his face. I'm saying this for his well-being, not mine. This is how he can pick up sponsors. Capitol girls just die for handsome tributes. They'd pay anything to see them win.

"And him. I want him too." I whisper.

She nods. "Give me the misfits will you."

I hold my hands and blink my eyes innocently, giving a huge smile. "That was the price you had to pay, besides I'm ADHD, I need excitement."

I positive I heard her mutter, "ADHD, my ass."

I juse grinned wider. "I don't see much in Maysilee, she's pretty yeah but I bet so are the Careers. And Haymitch...Haymitch is just different. I've never seen anyone show their annoyance before."

She raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a crush on him because you can't become remotely close to him. In a few days he might be dead."

I smirked. "Anyone could die in a few days, it's the real idiots that die during the bloodbath. I doubt he's an idiot and no, I don't like him."

"Mmmmhhhhmmmm, ok."

"Oh hush!" I snapped. "Lets just meet them already."

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When I told them I was their mentor, the reaction was different then I expected. Maysilee smiled. She said nothing except 'cool' but I could tell she was happy. Allison and Asher, let's just say they weren't happy with Avery. And Haymitch, well, he just gave the longest response.

"We have no say?"

I blinked, stunned by the harsh in his tone. I just smiled, I'm not going to let him make me vulnerable. I'm the one in charge, even if he's two years older than me."Is that a nice way of saying you don't want me as a mentor?"

He shrugged. "It's my way of saying I would like a saying in the person that can potentially keep me alive. I'm not sure a thirteen year old is going to be able to do that as apposed to a twenty six year old."

Ouch. That hurt. Like sticks and needles hurt.

Asher and Allison looked away because this wasn't their business. Avery looked at me, Maysilee looked at Haymitch. I stared down at the table, smiling in a bittersweet way feeling the blood flooding my neck and potentially my cheeks. I liked that he wasn't afriad, I could work with that because in a way it was kind of like me. But that didn't stop it from hurting.

"Look. There is forty-seven other kids that is going to die. It's inevitable. If you want to be one of them keep up your act, I couldn't give a shit. It's my job to help both you and if you don't want it then Maysilee is just as good as a Career because not only does she have one as a mentor but like the top districts, she gets someone to help her all hours of the day without any interruption.

"Now, if you want to be that one that can win, the one that gets to stay alive, then don't give me backsass. I don't need it. I'm partially betraying my district by helping one out. So the option is yours, life or death. Ask Avery, it's nearly impossible to win without someone to help you."

Avery frowned and nodded, reliving her games. The people forgot that she was alive when the final battle took place. The idiot from Five thought she was dead and he waited for the stinking hovercraft to pick him up when Avery snuck up and killed him. I'd have to apologize for that later.

Very few victors can think of their games with so little remorse. There's me, Chaff, Wave, Melinda, basically all the Careers (because, yes, Wave and Melinda weren't Careers), some morphlings, and Jette. Now, there's also some who sob just at the thought of their games. For example: Aphrodite Collins(winner of the Second Hunger Games, hailing from District Two) and Demeter Conway(winner of the Thirty-Fourth Hunger Games, hailing from District Eleven). While I might have had the most suspensful final battle they had the most horrific, Demeter claiming first and Aphrodite second.

(AN: I did not intend on making them both having Greek Goddess names while I was planing the story, it just happened.)

I pushed my chair away from the table and stood up. I made a little motion towards Avery and Effie I was going to take a shower before I watched the reapings, so wait for me. They both gave me a short nod and the tributes looked at us confused. I just smiled and walked away.

I really have to stop being so nice.

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I didn't bother drying my hair when I got out of the shower. I saw some of the water turn blue when I was washing my blonde locks. Surprisingly I mad note to aske Effie if she had any blue dye later. I've been known for the streaks and I can't deny that I look good in them. I might as well just go along with it.

My shirt felt damp and the second I reached the compartment with the TV a shiver spiraled down my back.

At my que, Effie turned on the TV and went to a channel that continuously played the reapings over and over again but started from the beginning when you first tune to it.

The four tributes from one...how do I explain them...? They make Cristan and Jessa look like rag dolls. All of them volunteered. I have a feeling that happened for revenge. Like a statement. Them saying District One will not be ridiculed by no twelve year old. That's a good thing, because there aren't twelve year olds this time around. Maysilee and Allison gulped at the sight of them and ahser look horrified. Haymitch was expressionless.

The tributes from Two made me relax. One of them, a male, looked like he could kill all of the tributes from One. "Watch out for him." I peeped, thinking of Titus. This guy was skinny but he had that possessed look in his eyes.

Avery nodded. "He seems clever, like that guy from Serenity's games." I prayed she wouldn't say Titus. The last thing these kids needed on their mind was a flesh eating monster with no self control. "Tye."

I gave a sigh of relief. "Clever yes, but not calculating. They're easily outsmartable." I said. (AN: Reminds you of a certain tribute from District Five in the future...?)

No one paid mind to District Three, sadly, no one ever does.

Then there was my district. Everyone watched me as I watched the tributes. And I just thought, What the hell? I'm not the one who's going to fight you, they are. And they made me proud, I almost wanted to cry and be their mentor. This one girl was fifteen, she was tall and lanky. She was wearing wire-framed glasses. She was pretty but also a nerd. I knew this was the female version of Wave which is like saying another Melinda, except she seemed to have more confidence. This was Wave's tribute.

I saw Wave made a point to point to himself and mouth 'me' to her. Melinda elbowed him in the gut when no one was watching them. She was smiling and Wave was grinning back at her. Is she flirting with him? They would make a cute couple. If they get married, I better be a bridesmaid. I'm closer to Wave and her more than anyother previous victors.

Avery seemed to notice this too. I know she's good friends with Melinda, they won like three years apart from each other. "Are you kidding me?" She asked me, but she was grinning too.

Everyone suddenly looked at her. "What?" Maysilee asked fearfully.

I shook my head, still smiling. "Those two victors." I pointed to the screen which now was zooming in on Melinda and Wave.

They looked confused but did't push it further. It wasn't until Effie said, "Aw, they look adorable together!" Until they understood.

"Funny how the games brought them together." Maysilee said.

I shrugged. "It would be a lie to say that nothing good can happen out of these Games."

Ok, chapter over. I had alot of author notes through the chap, so I apologize for that. Melinda and Wave will be in this story as much as Haymitch because they become Serenity's parental kind of figures, also her greatest friends even though they're nine years older than her. An important death is coming up...and I'm not talking about Maysilee's. Oh and someone will be moving to another District or even the Capitol... Curious yet?

-GuardiansofOlympus