Treacherous

Interviews

Hey guys! I do know that I skipped the tribute parade, and it will continue like that. Oh! And they're actually NOT using District 9 and 10 as the arena

XXXX- Angelness530

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I stood by the stage waiting for my turn to go. My stylist had picked out a beautiful gold dress with a matching headband. I was wearing 8 inch heels and a almost 10 pound necklace.

It was taking longer than usual for the interviews because there was so many tributes. Right now they were on the 5th person from District 9.

Someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see Brilliant, one of the girl tributes from District 1. The things they name their kids in 1.

"So, Brielle." She said, fluttering her eyelashes. "Do you maybe wanna join the Careers?"

"Um, i'm not allowed." I told her.

She flipped her gorgeous flowing brown hair.

"Well, I asked the Head Gamemaker, and he said it would be fine."

She probably hypnotized him with her sickening beauty.

"I don't want to take any chances." I explained. Uncertainty flickered in her blue eyes. Wait, did the Careers want me because they were afraid of me?

"Okay, now i'm done being nice to you. Either you join us, or we kill you." She smirked.

I looked her dead in the eye and said "Kill me then."

She sneered and sashayed away.

"Brielle Hawthorne!'

I walked up to where Ceaser Flickerman was seated. This year his hair is rainbow colored.

"Hello Brielle." He said, slicking his hair back.

"Hi."

"How do you feel about this year's Games?" He asked.

I took a deep breath and looked out into the audience. Most of them were leaning in with curious faces, waiting for my answer.

"Very excited." I said.

The audience sighed with relief.

"Now Brielle," He told me. "I heard that your cousin was shot at the Reaping. Quite foolish of her, don't you think to just do a stupid ting like that. Probably just for attention. I bet she's-"

I punched him in the face. The audience gasped and started screaming.

For some reason, I just broke down crying on my knees. 

People had to come and carry me off the stage. More people had to come to help Ceaser. He was knocked out and had a bloody nose.

I actually felt kind of bad, but I had to keep reminding myself of what he said.

When the people carried me past the other tributes I swear I heard Brilliant say;

"Nice one."