No use crying over spilt blood.

Interviews

Lucy's POV:

My dress was wonderful. A blue corset, laced up at the back and then a poofy cyan skirt that trailed behind me( her dress is the picture above only she is a brunette, something she shares with her sister.) Apart from that it was slightly revealing, it was the best dress I've ever worn, and made by the capital, that was saying something. It was truly magical. Jo came out of her room a few minutes later and gawked at my dress.

"Lucy, your dress. This is totally unfair! I look horrible and ugly next to you."
"Don't you look always" I joked
"Yes my stylist is a much idiot," she replied, playing along.
"Any my dear JoJo, if only you'd smile. I know, your cheekbones have seen better days." And so we giggled all the way down to the interview hall, by now filled to the brim of shouting fans. They wanted us dead. They were cheering for our death. That thought alone almost made my rather large lunch come back up.

"Hello panem! I'm  Ceaser Flickerman and I am your host for this evening and tonight we have very special guests tonight! Yes for the 75th hunger games we have past victors back AGAIN! What a treat! First, Gloss and Cashmere!"

Me and Jo, like everyone else stared up at the 72inch screen. The two siblings came onto the stage and I zoned out until I herd one particular question.

" so do you think that you can beat the two Mason siblings??"
"Of coarse!" Wow what a peasant.
"We could take them down with our pinkie. I mean that Lucy, she is still in a game. She needs to wake up."
Jo looked at me to see how I would react. I just smirked at her.

Once Gloss and Glimmer came back, I stood immediately. Jo left me as she knew from past experience that she wouldn't win. The whole room watched in anticipation. All the victors except Brutus looked at me since he was getting interviewed. All eyes arnt on him! He must not like that.

"Like my speach about your sister, Mason"

At this Jo went to stand but I pushed her down. I then slammed him into a wall. I was small, but I was strong. I then slammed my fist onto his face and heard a satisfying crack. "Don't mess with me." I spat. " this is only the start of it. I then slapped Cashmere for laughing. She stopped immediately.

Don't mess with me.

It was soon our go and we went out. We were not taking any crap tonight.
"Wow Lucy you look stunning!"
"Are you going to enjoy me dying in a horrible robe?"
"You look alright, Johanna." He said ignoring me .
"You gonna enjoy seeing my blood smeared over it."
"Hear hear!" I muttered in her ear quietly. She smirked
"So I hear your angry, Jo and Lucy?"
"Well yes, we are angry" Jo started
"You see, we were told that if we won the games we were allowed to live the rest of our life in peace."
"But do you know what?"
"---- that!"
"And ---- anyone who has anything to do with it"

And so we went up on the stage. Katniss turned into a Mokingjay, Cinna is going to pay for that, but it was epic.
And Peeta dropped the baby bomb. The crowd went ballistic. The games won't be called of and Katniss ain't pregnant.
It's easy when you can tell.

I was ready for the games

But were the games ready for me?