Disney Hunger Games

Chapter 16

Interviews: Districts 3&4

District 3 by belle-of-the-ball-xo

District 4 by RavenclawMaven1198

*Belle's POV

Adam is a total jerk, and I am not looking forward to the interview tonight. He'll make us both look bad, and that's exactly what I don't need right now. My fighting skills are weak, and the only part of the games that I'm prepared for is the plants.

I get dressed in a floor length yellow gown and they put my hair in a half up-do.

Adam is wearing a blue and yellow suit. I watch Shang and Merida get interviewed and the nerves kick in.

We are going to get our scores tonight and if my score is too low, then I won't get any sponsors and there's no chance in me surviving.

They are the perfect career group and I wouldn't be surprised if one of them won.

Louie wishes us luck and we walk onstage.

"Welcome district 3 tributes!" Mickey says as we take our seat.

"Did you guys know each other before this?"

"No." Adam says, I don't know what Mickey could possibly ask us that will make us seem remotely interesting.

We are pretty boring.

"And Belle, who are you fighting for?" This question caught me off-guard.

"Uh, well, I would love to see my dad again," I feel tears pricking my eyes, "he's my role model." Adam rubs my back, and I want to throw it off, but that would ruin the moment and for once we have the crowd's attention.

"That is touching. Now who's ready to hear the scores?" The crowd cheers.

"For Adam a 9! That pretty good! And Belle a 7, not too bad." Pretty bad.

"Adam what is your strategy for the games?"

"Find the weakest and kill them," while he is saying this he is staring at me.

"And look at that! The time is up! District 3 tributes everyone!"

I rush backstage. And start to scream, "What was that for? You pretty much just told everyone that you are going into the arena and killing me because I am weak."

"Well..."

"I can't believe you! I want nothing to do with you. Goodbye."

Louie is yelling from the distance, "Belle come back! You need to show passion for each other!"

I was wishing that Mickey asked me what my strategy was.

It would be to kill Adam.

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*Ariel's POV

"Does this dress make me look fat?" I asked Peter self consciously.

He rolled his eyes. "Seriously, this again?"

"Well I want sponsors to send me food and if they think I'm fat they won't."

"You look fine."

I was wearing a white chiffon mermaid gown that fanned out at my feet and shimmered with blue sequins at the bottom, resembling water with seashells spread throughout the gown.

Peter's suit was the same way.

"Ariel Pacific and Peter Pan!" Mickey's squeaky voice announced.

We walked proudly on stage and sat down.

My palms were sweating like crazy. I couldn't help but be nervous.

"So Peter, somebody said this year you only had one name entered in the reaping, is that so?"

His eyes grew wide. "Well, um there must've been a mistake then." He said nervously.

"But one name and you still get reaped. How did that feel?"

"It surprised me. Definitely."

"Ariel, you have six other sisters. None of them volunteered for you?"

I gulped. "Well um, no. But I don't blame them. I probably am the best fit for the games so I'm not mad at them." But I was mad at them. I am the youngest in the family and I should have siblings that stick up for me.

"Lets take a look at the training scores."

I turned around and saw I got a nine. That wasn't bad. Peter got a five.

We waved goodbye and walked offstage.

"Nothing you said helped me in training!" Peter yelled at Sebastian.

"Peter, you did your best. That is all that matters."

"You don't even care, do you?! You are just here because to have to be and you hope I die! I am one of the youngest ones in the games and don't stand a chance! So why give me good advice?! All you care about is Little Red here and her six sisters that wouldn't volunteer for her! Boo HOO! I don't have any sisters!" Tears welled up in his eyes as he stomped away.

"Peter wait-" I called after him.

I jogged after him in my satin pumps, my dress trailing carelessly behind me.

"Just don't."

"It's just a number, you will be able to prove yourself more in the games. Don't give up."

"How am I supposed to survive with no sponsor gifts?!" His face got red.

"By finding food, I can teach you-"

"Forget you."

He stomped into the elevator.