Calypso Jane "Callie" Samuels' POV (District 1 Mentor)

I was running, running for my life, the adrenaline pumping through my veins. I turned to face my assailant, Ariel Trident, the District four female. She was the only member of the career pack I hadn't betrayed. Now, I was getting a taste of my own medicine. I had made a mistake, a serious mistake. I had befriended a fellow tribute, the one and only Ariel Trident. As I slowly killed of each tribute in my pack, I should have seen this day coming. The day when someone would figure out my plan and attack. Once we were down to the final two tributes, Ariel came at me, battle axe in hand. With one swift motion, I took my sword and disarmed her. My heart ached as I raised my sword to deliver the strike that would leave me the winner of the 120th Hunger Games...

I wake up in a pool of sweat next to my husband. Another nightmare? Ever since my victory five years ago in the Hunger Games, my slumber was plagued by painful flashbacks from those final moments in the arena. I peer over at the silver clock sitting on my nightstand, which reads 6:00 am. Wait, is today the day? No, it can't be here already! But it is; Reaping day. I slowly climb out of bed, throwing on my light green knee length dress and straighten my light orange hair. All of these nightmares must be horrible for the baby. I had just discovered that I am three months pregnant with my second child. My one year old daughter, Hope is still sleeping in her room.

I proceed to the bathroom to apply my makeup. I don't normally wear makeup, but the mentors are supposed to look extra nice for the reapings. Just some gold eyeliner to compliment my green eyes and some blush will be enough. I wake Hope up and get her dressed up in a white ruffled skirt and dark blue t-shirt. After carrying her downstairs, I pour us some cereal and leave the Victor's Village for the town square. I take my seat in the front row and get ready to find out which innocent children will be forced to fight to the death in the Quarter Quell. Lost in thought, I fail to notice that Hope has wandered off. Snapping to full awareness, I look around and begin to panic. Ever since Hope was born, I have been extremely protective of her in fear that the Peace Keepers would carry her away. Peace Keepers, what a funny name for an army that is the opposite of peaceful. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the swish of a white skirt. Oh thank goodness! I rush over to my daughter and scoop her up. "Hope, you know Mama gets worried when you wander off like that!" I scold her. Even though she can't speak, the look on her round little face and the sincere look in her blue eyes says, "I'm sorry." I immediately forgive her. Who could stay mad at that adorable little girl? As I retake my seat, this time with Hope sitting securely in my lap, the District one escort walks onto the stage, ready to begin the reapings…

A/N

Thank you Emmeline C. Thornbrooke for submitting Calypso! I am still in need of tributes, mentors and escorts, so don't be afraid to submit more than one entry! Here is the trivia question: It is worth 20 points, but only the first three correct answers get points.

What score does Katniss receive in her training?

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