Minecraft Youtuber Hunger Games [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 3

"Wake UP!" I immedietly woke up to someone shouting from out of my door. I groan as I sleepily went out of my room. I could feel my stomach growling, then I remember that I didn't eat anything yesterday, so I went to the dining cart, dragging my feet.

I saw Mitch sitting at the table, speaking with Astrea. "You FINALLY got up I see." Astrea says with a sarcastic voice. "Oh no, actually, someone woke me up." I say glaring sleepily at her.

"Anyway, Mitch and I were speaking about what weapon your good with, tell me Mitch." She said looking at Mitch. "I'm good with a sword, and I guess a bow?" Mitch answers unsurely. "Well, you're going to prove it once we get to the city, anyway, your turn Lilac." "Well, I guess I'm good with everything." I say winking. "Be specific." Astrea says raising an eyebrow. "Ugh, fine, I'm good with a sword, bow, knives, and kinda spears, only, a bit off aim." I said. "Oh really? I'll expect you getting a score of 12 then." Astrea said grinning. "Challenge accepted." I said looking at her and eating. When I was done, I lazily looked out of the window, and there I saw small buildings in the distance, and I knew, we were close to the capital.

When the train came to a halt, Mitch and I came out, and I saw many people screaming our names out. I wonder if they actually meant that they loved us, or they just wanted to see us dead. I could see many people wanting to get autographs as we got in the building. I could see Mitch waving at them, and the crowd going wild. When I saw the building, I thought, could things get anymore weird or terrible?

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Pain was aking from my body as I heard a tear going off through the room. Even though I barely had any hair in my legs or arms, they still decided to wax my body, well, it just got worse.

After hours of torture and fighting about my purple eyes, the made me go down an elevator into a really weird room. It didn't have windows, which made me really uncomfortable, since Im used to the outside, but then I noticed a young woman with pink hair, lilac colored eyes, and with a pure pink dress with white boots.

I swear I was about to laugh, until she introduced herself, "My name is Janette Delaviox, and I'm going to be your stylist." And we shook hands. Does anyone in the capitol have a normal name?

"So, this is what I want to do." She said as she examined me carfully."I want you to blah blah blah." I didn't really pay attention to what she was saying. Then she pulled out a purple dress and black heels, and made me put it on.

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When I examined myself, I was impressed. The purple dress suited with my purple eyes, and the heels suited my hair, while my makeup was white eyeshadow, black mascara, and white lipstick.

I could see Mitch with a white suit, black shoes and a black tie. I could see him staring at me, and I pushed him out of the way and smirked at him. I went to our chariot which was white, with black horses in the front neighing.

When I got on, I could see Mitch right behind me, suddenly, the chariots started moving, to reveal millions of people roaring as they saw the chariots.

I began waving and putting a smile, not a real one, but a fake one. I looked at Mitch and whispered, "Out of all the ridiculous things I've ever had to do, this one is at the top of the list." He looked at me and nodded slightly.

Suddenly, the chariots came to a stop, and I noticed the president was looking at us from a large stand. "Tributes! It is an honor for all of you to be here. We apreciate your courage, and happy Hunger Games. May the odds ever be in your favor!"

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Author's Note

Anyway, I'll probably update tomorrow, I'm not sure.