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(District 2: Emily Wolfe)

Emily was one to use something once and buy another one to do the exact same thing.

Guys were the same way.

She'd had over thirty boyfriends that year alone, at least twenty-five of them agreeing to have 'fun' with her. Once that was achieved, she dumped them right after and work on the next sucker to become ensnared by her looks.

The number used to be a lot higher. When she was fifteen, she had counted almost eighty suckers who she screwed. Sixteen, a little over seventy. She didn't really care about the age. If they were boys, she'd do them. Once she was done, on to the next. It was a simple pattern.

Recently, however, she started to turn into a major #$%. Not only would she screw whoever she could, but she'd complain and whine to them over every little thing. If she didn't arrive to school at exactly 8:00, she'd #$% to whatever guy she was screwing with at that moment. If her nails weren't cut to exactly the right length, she'd be moody and jerkish to everyone. Needless to say it, her boy count was low that year.

Her mood didn't improve the closer the Reapings got. Every year, one guy got chosen to go die. Granted, most District Two Tributes won, but she didn't know what would happen until it happened. She was upset about it all mostly because she didn't know if the person they pickd would have already been screwed by her or not. It made her paranoid and she went on a #$% frenzy, which in turn scared everyone away.

She had a plan though. This year, it would be different. She knew that some of the Victors would sold off as prostitutes and the like. She liked that idea. She had a way of making her life perfect. She could whine and complain all she could once she won. Oh yes. This year would be different.

(District 2: Silew Ednirb)

Suffice it to say, Silew was quite annoyed. His Source kept on rambling about everything that wasn't related to him. Granted, others needed to know about everyone else so plots could make sense, but none could blame Silew for being impatient.

He was standing in his section, waiting for the Reapings to begin. He didn't change his outfit, which was a black unbuttoned shirt and shorts. He brushed his blonde hair as he painfully waited for the Reapings to begin.

Not that they would keep him entertained. His Source had already informed him of the female Tribute from his District. Emily Wolfe. He knew her by reputation only. And he was quite appalled by her. She wasn't at all like she was in her actual fandom, according to his Source, but then again, these introduction chapters were just to give the audience a feel for what's to come.

Silew sighed in relief as the District Two Escort walked on the stage. Last year, a new Victor for District Two won, which secured him the spot for escort. His name was Lucky, and that was legit how he had won his games: luck. When axes were thrown, arrows shot, Mutts released, he so happened to look down or duck. He didn't even kill anyone, which was shameful in District Two. Lucky walked onstage and got boos.

"Calm down!" he said to the crowd. He was wearing a green suit and had on a green top hat. He had a four leaf clover in his breast pocket. He had green hair. "All this green was supposed to make me lucky in not hearing you yell at me!"

"You're a disgrace to the District!" someone from behind Silew yelled hatefully.

"You should have died!" someone else yelled.

"I haven't screwed you yet! I'm available!" Silew heard someone yell. (According to his Source, Emily Wolfe.)

"Where's Gabor? He deserves to stand there, not you!" came a yell. Silew nodded in agreement to that one. Gabor, according to his source, was already on the train. He would help train them, but he was meant to be mysterious. Silew could understand that.

Lucky frowned and sighed in defeat. "Fine, let's get this over with," he said. The video began to roll and Silew groaned. He knew his Source had to include the video, despite how much he hated the thing. He just wanted this over already.

Once the video finished playing, two hamster balls were rolled out. Lucky wandered over to the one on the right. "Ladies first," he said. "And may luck be on your side."

"Wrong line dummy!" someone shouted. Lucky grumbled as he drew the name. However, before he could read it, Silew heard someone yell, "I volunteer to screw… I mean, as Tribute!"

Silew nodded as Emily Wolfe went forward. His Source stated as much. He waited impatiently as Emily was introduced. Then, Lucky went to the second ball. Once he picked a name, Silew knew exactly what it read. "Silew Ednirb!" Lucky called.

All as his Source had predicted.

BN: Yeah… this was NOT my best work. I'm normally better at integrating characters, but something's up with my mojo. It's been acting weird. But, it is what it is.

So, there's Emily from Until Dawn. I understand she is WAY out of character… but I'll try to fix that when we get to the train chapters. I didn't mean for it to be THAT bad, but like I said, my mojo is acting weird. Also, Silew is mine. And as for how he appeared in the Capitol… he'll explain it later.

Anyone able to guess Silew's Source yet?

Also, I NEED MASSIVE HELP! I'm having trouble telling if I'm doing a good job or not. That's with everything I do, but any feedback you guys can give me, I need it badly. I might be able to revise this chapter a little if I have a little help, but just any feedback at all in how I can make this better is much appreciated.

One last thing. I know I said this was going to be my major project… but with my mojo dying like it is, I need a break. So, when I come back, I'll probably go to TDASB, since I can naturally write Total Drama better than Hunger Games. Don't worry, I won't forget this fic, but until my mojo comes back, no promises in anything.

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