-Luxor Shot-
You are the man. Every girl wants you and every guy wants to be you. You are God's gift to this Earth.
Some may say Luxor Shot is conceited. He is. Luxor Shot was looking in his bathroom mirror, combing his reddish-brown hair to perfection. It wasn't that hard, though. He could roll out of bed and look perfect. Even if he had no hair, which would never happen, his blue eyes were enough to win the girls over. He thought so, at least.
He heard a beeping coming from his room. He walked into his room slowly. Anybody who was trying to reach him would have to wait, because he didn't feel like rushing.
Incoming hologram chat from: Sydney
Sydney. His girlfriend. The love of his life. Well, one of the loves of his life. They had only been together for two weeks, but even in that short amount of time Luxor professed his love for her countless times. He told her that they were going to get married someday, and he would take her away from this Country and go live on an island where Districts didn't exist and they could be together forever. She was about 5'7, had long blonde hair and big brown eyes and was extremely thin. She was a gymnast, but would happily miss practice for Luxor. She was beautiful, but extremely sweet at the same time. She was a prize. She was a prize who was in love with Luxor. It wasn't a petty crush anymore. She was IN LOVE.
Luxor pushed the green accept button and his beautiful girlfriend appeared on the screen. "Hey baby." She said, blowing him a kiss.
"What?" He said, a bit harshly.
"Well, I wanted your opinion on what I should wear to the reaping today. It's between this black dress with a stone necklace and a stone bracelet and some flats with fake stones at the toe..." she held up a knee length black dress. "Or this black dress," She held up a tight black dress that ruffled at the bottom. "With a stone necklace, a stone tiara, and those stone flats."
"Why would I care? It's not as if I am your boyfriend anymore."
"Wh - What?" She looked extremely concerned.
"Yeah, truth is I am getting bored with you."
"Is this... A JOKE? We've only been together for two weeks!" She said, getting a bit teary-eyed.
"Ugh, don't remind me. It's been the longest two weeks of my life." Sydney started crying. "Oh, don't be so pathetic! You're putty in my hands now, Sydney, and I am after the chase. Not the girl. You're boring, you are annoying, and you're getting fat. I guess it's from missing all those gymnastic practices."
A waterfall was falling down Sydney's eyes. "I missed them for you! You said we were going to live together on an island and be together forever away from here."
"Ha! You actually believed that? Babe, I need to be surrounded by hundreds of girls in bikinis. Even if we did get married, I would cheat on you anyway. I need the ideal girl, Sydney, and you... are definitely not it." He said, looking her up and down.
She was hardly capable of speaking now, she just let her heads rest in her hands as she cried. "But last night... we..." she managed to get out.
"Oh, don't remind me. That was disgusting. I am going to have nightmares for years, you dog. Oh my gosh, stop crying. It makes you look uglier than you already are!"
"I can change -"
"Bye!" He said, pushing the 'hang up' button.
What other pathetic loser can I get and then dump? He asked himself, putting on his pale, suede button up shirt and dress pants.
-Belle Hairmen-
If I get reaped this year, I am going to kill everybody one by one. First I will kill the weak people, then the people who irritate me, then the decent people, then my allies - if I decide to make an alliance. I am not that tall, I am a bit skinny, I am only fourteen, and that's good. People will doubt me. They won't notice how muscular, tough, or determined I am.
Belle Hairmen smiled at her thoughts as she stepped into her medium length black dress that fell to her knees. She held the locket that was hanging around her neck, which held a picture of her and her aunt, whom she treated like a sister. She smiled for the first time in months.
'Aunt Bre, you're the only one who knows my true personality' she thought softly to herself, smiling. Underneath the anger, hate, resentment, and tough nature she was very caring and sweet. Too bad nobody would ever see that side of her. Especially if her name was drawn in the games. Nobody could ever see her as 'kind' again. Not after Aunt Bre was murdered. That... Peacekeeper... He shouldn't even be named peacekeeper, should be the one who was murdered. Does he not understand that she was going into the woods to get food for the less fortunate children? Aunt Bre was THE nicest person in the world and that idiot decided to kill her for her kind personality? The icing on the cake was when her best friend, Anna, mysteriously went missing just weeks after Aunt Bre was murdered. She blamed the peacekeepers. Belle used to be like Aunt Bre, kind and nice, but now she's cold and wants revenge.
She ran downstairs. "Where are you going?" Her mother, Lillian, asked as Belle grabbed an apple and ran out the door.
"None of your business, Lillian!" Belle said, shooting her a dirty look over her shoulder. She wasn't wearing any shoes. She hated when her feet were closed in and wanted to be as free as possible. Plus, all the shoes that were sold in district 2 were so... feminine! It was disgusting, especially since they all had a connection to stones in some way. The stones hurt her toe. She wanted to be free from that. That's why she wore shorter dresses. They were easy to move in and they were simple.
She ran towards her favorite tree, which was hundreds of feet up in the air, and tried to climb it. She got to the third branch before she fell off. Climbing, not one of my strengths she thought to herself as she tried her best to run a hand through her knotted, ratty, tangled hair. Why would she waste 15 minutes of the day on something as unimportant as hair when she could be training? She was always outside training, which explained her slightly tanned skin.
Belle spent the next fifteen minutes just talking to her Aunt Bre. As usual, however, there was no response. There was a minimal amount of comfort. Belle felt like she was talking to herself, and she started getting angry. She started yelling at her Aunt Bre a bit, just to let off some steam. She swore, she stomped, she yelled. WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING ME, AUNT BRE? I AM TRYING TO TALK TO YOU! Belle started crying and fell to the ground. She kept saying 'I miss you, Aunt Bre.' until she fell asleep.
-At the games-
-Luxor Shot-
Luxor stood in the section where all the seventeen year-olds were standing. Every seventeen year old gave Luxor a dirty look or whispered about him, gossiping about how he's stolen everybody's girlfriend at least once. Luxor responded by swearing at them and telling them that they're just jealous because they're all ugly.
"I hope you get reaped!" One guy said under his breath, since the entire district was quiet.
"Yeah? Well I am planning on volunteering anyway, dogface."
"Good, I hope you go and don't come back!" Another guy said angrily.
"We both know that's not a possibility!" Luxor laughed.
"Well while you're gone I will just get Sydney back, you know, since you STOLE her from me?" Said a 6' seventeen year old with short brown hair.
"Oh that dog? I broke up with her this morning. I told her she is ugly, not ideal, fat, annoying, desperate, boring -" he droned on, listing every insult he could think of.
The tall guy with the short brown hair screamed and jumped toward Luxor, cursing him. It took three guys to hold him back. "Chill out, Bryan!" one said. "He is volunteering, karma will come to him. We will let the tributes deal with him!"
Luxor laughed. "Yeah, chill out Bryan!" Bryan glared at him and turned toward the stage, unaware that everybody was looking at them and Sydney was admiring his kindness from afar.
"Welcome to the First Annual Hunger Games Reaping Ceremony!" said an entirely too cheerful woman. She was probably in her forties but her heavy make-up made it hard to tell. "My name is Glitza Grapeberry and I am going to be the tributes escort. Before we begin, President Green has put together a small video that he has ordered every district to watch before the reaping takes place!" She clicked a red button on a remote and pointed it toward the screen. The most boring video ever started playing, and Luxor couldn't pay attention for the life of him. Nobody could. It seemed like an eternity before President Green's speech on the video was finally over and the woman started making an introduction speech.
-Belle Hairmen-
Belle woke up in an uncomfortable position. She was laying on a rock, staring up at the sky which was covered by that extremely tall tree's leaves."Ugh!" She said, removing the rock from underneath her back. She could see the sun a bit between the leaves and immediately sat up. "Crap!" she said to herself, checking the time on a little clock she had in her pocket. "Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!" She said, getting up. She was so grateful she had no belongings with her except for that apple that she would leave behind. She got up, swearing every swear word in the book. She started running as fast as she could to the towns square where the reaping ceremony was taking place. Possibly, she could sneak in without being noticed, depending on the way it was set up. She could probably get there in fifteen minutes if she ran, quickly.
-Luxor Shot-
"So I have been notified that my good friend, Pinky, the escort from District 1 has picked the male tribute first. I say we follow her example!" Glitza made her way over to the guys clear bowl.
-Belle Hairmen-
Belle was running as fast as she could, she was probably only a fourth of a mile away, She needed to catch her breath, but she couldn't. What if they called her name and she wasn't there? She would turn into an Avox, which is probably worse than death. It was an agonizing run because she had no shoes on. She would constantly step on rocks and glass, but she wouldn't stop for anything.
-Luxor Shot-
"LUXOR SHOT!" Glitza called out into the microphone, scanning the audience for the unlucky teenager. Luxor looked around to his fellow peers, many of them were laughing. He wasn't freaked out, but he didn't move. He expected someone to volunteer, because he was worth it. He was more important than everybody in that district, in his mind, so why wouldn't somebody volunteer for him? "Luxor Shot, come out come out wherever you are!" Glitza sang.
Luxor looked at the taunting seventeen year olds who were making jokes about his future death. He shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the stage, putting on a fake smile. "Well, hello there Mr. Shot!" Glitza greeted him.
"Hello there Miss. Grapeberry! How are you today?" He asked in his sweetest tone.
"Very well, how are you?" She asked, smiling. She put her microphone up to his mouth.
"Not too good, by girlfriend dumped me this morning." He lied, putting on a pouty face to get sympathy. Glitza grabbed her heart and stuck her bottom lip out. Sydney stood in her section, frozen.
"I am so sorry to hear that!" Glitza said. "What's her name?"
"Oh, well I am not usually the kind of guy to blurt out things like that but SYDNEY RICHARDSON!" He shouted, loud enough so District 12 could hear him. Sydney shrunk down out of embarrassment and anger. The tall brown haired guy looked ready to kill Luxor, which just made Luxor smile bigger.
"Well she must be a fool to dump a kind gentlemen like yourself!" Luxor nodded sadly.
- Belle Hairmen -
Belle tiptoed behind a peacekeeper, looking for her section and trying to figure out a way to get there. Luckily she was small and unnoticeable, for the most part. There was a clear path between the guarding peacekeepers and the possible tributes, so she had no luck blending in. She noticed that the peacekeepers were looking up and forward. She could possibly crawl silently and make her way to the tributes.
That's just what she did. Unfortunately, though, her movement was more obvious then she thought it would be. Glitza immediately saw her. "You there! What's your name?" Glitza yelled over the microphone. She didn't answer, she just kept crawling. "Stop! I said stop! What's your name?" Still no answer, just a crawl. "Peacekeepers!" Glitza summoned the peacekeepers to grab Belle and she angrily glared at the ugly woman, who was walking up to her. "What's your name?" She asked again, face to face.
"Belle Hairmen." she said angrily.
"Well, Belle Hairmen, I suppose we found our female tribute!" Glitza grabbed Belle's arm and yanked her on stage. Belle was extremely angry, but she just stepped on the stage looking determined and intimidating.
Luxor Shot saw her reaction and decided she would probably be hard to get, so he'd decided to pursue her next. He loved the chase, and right when she fell in love with him, he'd go for another hard-to-get girl. He smiled to himself and Belle glared at him and rolled her eyes.
"Do you have anything to say?" Glitza asked, holding the microphone to Belle's mouth. Belle just spit on the ground and marched into the Justice Building, awaiting her visitors.
-Luxor Shot-
Luxor Shot sat on the couch of his room for fifteen minutes. He didn't expect his mother, father, or any of his seven brothers to come and say goodbye, and that didn't really bother him. He didn't care about them, and they didn't care about him. That's the way it's been since he was born, and it wasn't going to change just because he had a good chance of dying. He decided to take the comb he had in his back pocket as a token, and marched onto the train after the fifteen minutes of being alone. As he stepped onto the train, he tried to hide his tears.
-Belle Hairmen-
"Sweetie," Belle's parents came walking in through the curtain, crying.
"Lillian, Henry, let's not make this harder then it has to be." Belle suggested. "I am going to the arena. I am coming back alive. Let's just hug and say goodbye without any tears."
"But, Belle..." Belle gave her parents an angry look.
"Okay," Lillian sniffled, trying to hold back tears, figuring Belle just didn't want to cry. "Well I have this as token for you." She held out a bracelet with a picture of Belle and them from years ago. Belle didn't even look at it.
"I am taking my locket." She said.
"But, Belle, don't you want to remember us?" Henry asked, trying to stay strong for his wife.
"I will remember you. It's only a month." Belle spat out. "I have to go." She turned to go through the curtain, a bit confused as to why she was being so mean to her parents, but not saying anything about it.
"Belle!" Lillian called out. "I love you."
Belle turned around. "Okay." she said, and left.