I have a story I'd like to share with you, you know if you're having a good time or you want a laugh. Basically I was in Drama and my friend and I went up to do a skit we had to do, and I had to pick up my friend and well… my shoe made a very loud farting noise. It was my shoe I swear! Yea. My whole drama class thought I farted...
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Finnick Odair
My main focus for my two tributes was keeping them as long as I could. I thought Oceania had a fighting chance, but I wasn't sure about Ryker. But who knows, I didn't know much about him, besides that he was small and quiet. Both of them were, throughout dinner most of them didn't speak, and then we watched the reapings. For the most part they weren't really interesting. An attractive pair from District 1, the busty blonde girl's smile looked fake, I think her name was Sparkle or something. There was a cruel looking pair from 2, Clove and Cato, people you did not want to mess with. Three wasn't very memorable, then our District came into view. The camera focused on all of the victors, Annie's face flashed on the screen for only a mere second while mine stayed on for almost a minute. I rolled my eyes at that.
District 5 had a gleaming red head, the male wasn't even memorable. I even couldn't pay attention to District 7, Johanna's home. I doubted she couldn't either. District 11 had a strange pair: a fragile looking black skinned girl, her hands were extended at her sides as walked onto the stage and a large man that resembled an ox. Their names were Rue and Thresh.
When we got to District 12 it was so late and I was so tired that I was tempted to just shut the television off. But something made me stop when a little blonde girl walked onto the stage, trying not to look afraid. I was fuming mad by then, first the small girl Rue, and now her?! It wasn't fair. Not at all. Just when I was about to get up a tall, skinny girl with a long braid pushed her way through the crowd.
"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" she cried out.
The little girl Primrose clung onto her. "No! No!" They clung onto each other, whispering things you just couldn't make out. I assumed they were sisters. A large boy appeared grabbing the girl and lifted her up onto his shoulder. She shrieked and cried out "Katniss!"
The brave girl walked onto the stage, trying to keep a straight face as she walked onto the stage. The pink haired escort make stupid Capitol small talk and then she asked her name.
"Katniss." She stared solemnly at the crowd. "Katniss Everdeen."
"Let's hear it for Katniss Everdeen! The first female ever to volunteer in District 12!"
The citizens didn't say anything, but in one slow motion the entire crowd kissed three fingers and extended their hands into the air. I wasn't entirely sure what it meant, but I was sure it had something to do with respect and love.
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"Who do you think's going to win this year?" I asked Johanna as we settled down into our seats for the evening. It was chariot time. The whole world would be watching. I tried my best to help my tributes as much as possible. Since Annie's games they changed the stylists. They were more dippy and crazy. They were into all of the new 'styles'. This year they had my tributes dressed up as some sort of weird sea animal, I felt bad for them.
Johanna squinted at the people across the stadium from us. "I dunno. I hope they're attractive and healthy enough for you sake though. Could give you a little break.
"What-," I started to say, then Johanna gave me the cold look and I knew what she meant. Someone healthy enough and pretty by Capitol standards could totally change my lifestyle. I could be free, go home and actually live there. I could…
I silently cursed myself. I couldn't be thinking like that, that there was hope for me. The starting of the anthem and the cheers of the Capitol citizens prevented me from saying anything else to Jo. We watched silently as the tributes came out, everyone else erupted in cries and yells to the tributes.
A particular group a few rows down from me stuck out the most. There was a tall, stick thin girl was tattoos everywhere and a short plump one who was covered in pink.
"Oh my! District 1 is wearing the same colors as me!" the pink one cried.
"Don't worry," the skinny one slid her hand around the fat ones shoulder, it was an odd sight. "You wore it so much more better!"
I scoffed and rolled my eyes. All around me people were pointing, I felt guilty. I wasn't even paying attention. I looked up and saw the two tributes from twelve on fire.
My first thought, 'Stupid Capitol citizens! Can't even design clothes right!' but then I realized the lack of terror on their faces. Some smart stylist made them appear to be on fire. I silently cursed, they outshone every other tribute. Did they even have a chance?
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I was back in District Four's floor and all was fine, my tributes were asleep, and I was just about to go to bed until something weird happened.
The phone rang and I hurried and picked it up, sort of stunned. Not a lot of people knew the telephone number besides a few of the victors.
"Uh Hello?" I said.
"Hi." A soft voice whispered. Almost too soft for me to hear, but I knew that voice. It was the one I dreamed about when I wasn't having nightmares. "Annie?!"
"Yea…" there was a long silence. "Mags said she didn't know how to use the phone or something like that…" her voice droned on, but I stopped listening because I was confused. Mags defiantly knew how to use the phone, she called me whenever I was at the Capitol, surely Annie knew that. What was Mags planning?
"Uh Finnick?" Annie asked.
"Huh?" I blinked slowly.
"I said 'Mags wanted to know how you were doing'."
"Oh! I'm fine." I lied. I wasn't fine, I was talking on the phone with Annie. A girl I grew to love.
"Promising tributes this year?" she asked softly.
"So-so, ones really small and young. But I always like the underdog."
"I see. Did you see the other reapings? You must have, you saw the girl, uh I think her name was Katniss. Yea Katniss, I don't think I'll ever forget her name now. What she did was one of the bravest things I have ever seen."
"Yea it was. I would do the same thing too."
I could tell she was smiling, every though she was thousands of miles away. "I know you would Finnick." Another silence and all I could hear was her soft breathing. "Well I better go. I guess talk to you later."
I smiled at the phone. I missed her voice so much.
Annie Cresta
It was sort of stupid and risky calling Finnick but I had to do it, I had to hear his voice. I knew he didn't believe my 'Mags didn't know how to use the phone' excuse. But hopefully he wouldn't ask.
It felt so good to hear his voice again. Up until that moment, I didn't realize how much I missed him.
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Has anyone read the Beautiful Creatures? I recently started to read it after I saw the trailer to the movie… haha. If you did what did you think of it?