Hello again! I hope you all are enjoying your summer! This should take place when Rose is in high school. I have chapter 4 almost ready!
Also Suzanne Collins owns the rights to the Hunger Games. I don't. Please review! Thank you!
It was a cold morning with frozen ground, and the snow was yet to fall. Even as she awoke, Rose knew her paternal grandparents would have reasons to go down memory lane: something about a Victory Tour and snow and earmuff kisses.
She hiked down the lane that led to her school. After several hours of mathematics, reading, history, grammar, science, and so on, it was finally time for the final period of the day: study hall. It meant she could do whatever she wanted; swim in the pool for 'exercise' (which was really an opportunity to flirt and splash around), study with a tutor, get homework done, go to the gym, go to the library, or hang out in chorus room or band room.
Today was chorus, a joke to some while a joy to others. Miss. Caroline, who originated from District 5, was well known for and occasionally teased for her education. (She graduated from a college in the Capitol.) She was an enthusiastic young woman with a bubbly personality, making students feel at ease, yet she strongly believed that everyone should participate in music. However, the music was what released Rose's soul and heart. She loved to hear the beat of the drum, the power and passion of the voice, the melody and harmony combined, with the thrill and comfort it brought her. Hope, for Rose, was in the music. Yet, strangely, she had never truly bothered to listen to herself. In her opinion, her alto voice should mix in with the others and not stand out; it needed to blend.
Class had ended and so did school. The students were just waiting around now to be officially excused from school. Rose sat on the bleacher style seats with her friends Lilly Goldentree and Apollo Belvedere when Miss Caroline quietly walked up beside them and sat down.
For a moment, the students stared at each other, awkward. It was the teacher who spoke.
"So of course you all know about the musical, right?" No one said anything, so she assumed they did. She continued, "Teachers recommend students with great capabilities to top programs and colleges. It helps even more to have excellent experience as well." The students weren't dumb; they could put the pieces together.
"What are you suggesting? That one or two of us here in this group sign up for the musical?" asked Lilly.
The woman was a little taken aback at this unenthusiastic response, especially since it involved college. Maybe these youngsters didn't take life seriously.
"Of course you are all talented music students. It is just a suggestion." With that, Miss. Caroline walked away.
"Hmm, that was different. What do you think the old hag wants?" Lilly cynically asked. She was one of those who didn't appreciate this class as much as others and wasn't a nerd, thank you very much! "She may have a purpose in saying this, right?" Rose took a glance at her friends. Apollo was tall with dark hair and olive skin; practically what Rose's grandparents would call Seam's genes through and through. He wouldn't usually take a side in a conversation that didn't include his fortes. But he may like it if it included dancing of his particular style – free style, for example. Lilly was difficult to predict in her decisions. Lilly's medium-sized body leaned toward Apollo, waiting for his response.
"It's a cool idea now that she mentioned it, but it was weird how she tracked us down just to say it." Apollo replied.
"I'd like to try." Rose murmured, gazing at only her shoes while she waited for her friends' response, which was 7.34 seconds precisely.
Lilly snorted with her honey colored hair flying in her face. "Really? After loony teacher here suggests it you agree?"
"I want to see what I can do, to test my strength and try," Rose replied.
"I don't doubt your talents, Rose; it is just that I am surprised." Lilly answered.
It was now certainly awkward. Awfully awkward. It may even be in close comparison with Miss Caroline's moment. "Will you also do it? I mean…. with me?" Rose glanced again at her shoes. Certainty was one thing she wished she inherited.
"Yes." Apollo replied. Lilly wasn't going to be the odd one out, so she said yes as well. Perhaps secretly, she wanted to fulfill every little girl's dream: to be an actress.
"Um, cool." Rose finished the conversation and waited to leave when Lilly and Apollo left. It wasn't like Rose to care so much about this; she just acted without thinking. It was even more of a surprise that Apollo agreed, let alone Lilly. Apollo was more of a jock; it was just pure luck that he hung out with Rose. Lilly let her sarcasm hang lose just about every day. Rose's choice of friends might just be another example of how she doesn't express herself; she just tried to blend in and hope for the best that no one recognized her as the granddaughter of Victors.
In a summary of Rose's day, this scene was the peak excitement the girl got. An almost normal school day like this she would forget, but it was a glimpse into the future; only a small idea of what could be the possible.