Chapter 6

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"ALICE JUST RIPPED OFF THE CLOTH AT THE CROTCH AREA OF YOUR PANTS FOR THE INTERVIEW!" Valetia screamed.

"WHAT THE HELL?" i yell back.

Backerly hears our screaming and barges in. "Stop the damn screaming. I'll give you one of my pants."

What the hell?! I protest violently only to be pinned down by Backerly. Valetia walks out and returns five minutes later with one of Backerly's blue pants. Ew. It's too big at the waist. And all Valetia does is tighten it with stupid safety pins.

<<the next day>>

<<interview day>>

Backerly tries to discuss with me about the interviews but I refuse to talk to him. Richila who has not been paying much attention to her tributes doesn't bother with me at all. It's Valetia who works with me. We decide on a fierce and confident look and personality. That's easy. However, I also want to include a confession to Alice. To tell her that I still love her, no matter what she's done.

My prep team gets me ready and Valetia puts a blue striking suit on me. The pants are still loose. Argh.

I'm not nervous about the interviews. I feel confident strangely.

Soon, I'm standing backstage with the other tributes.

District one and two are both cruel and ruthless. District four however seems frightened. The rest are boring.

Soon, it's Alice's turn. She answers a few questions about her family. Then Caesar asks, "so, Alice, tell me about the special guy back home"

She replies, "Well there's this idiot that loves me but I don't really know how I feel. I've never really loved someone very deeply."

She refuses to answer all the other questions about this "idiot".

I know it has to be me.

I don't know what to do now. Should I go ahead with my confession? I decide to. After all, I may never get another chance to do so.

I step on the stage.

OH SHIT. I think to myself. My pants have slipped off my waist to reveal my light purple boxers. I feel like screaming. My face turns absolutely red and I pull my pants up.

The whole crowd is roaring in laughter and girls are screaming and I am feeling extremely embarrassed.

"what a show, Jackie!" Caesar says

"That was awkward." I try to laugh but my face turns redder.

"I'm sure the crowd loved it. So tell me about your eight."

"I can't really say much."

"Do you think you're going to win?"

"Obviously yes." I try to sound confident.

"I like your confidence. " He chuckles then asks," any special girl back home?"

This is my moment.

"Yea, she doesn't love me i guess, but that doesn't make me love her any less."

"What's her name?"

"Alice."

The crowd gasps.

Then the buzzer sounds and I have to get off the stage.

When I get backstage, Alice pulls me to a side, kisses me on the cheek and says,"I do love you."

I find myself blushing uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Valetia is pulling my hand and taking me back to our floor.

"My, my you're blushing. Tell me which capitol girl made you blush like that!"

"Noone. Shut up." I snap.

When I get to my room, I lock the door. I don't want to talk to anyone.

I shower and lie on my bed. Alice is confusing. I don't know whether or not she loves me. Backerly could be involved in my father's illegal businesses. Worst of all, I am entering the arena tomorrow. Although I have Patrick, the district 6 boy as an ally, I am still worried. Something tells me he won't backstab me. I'm worried of getting killed by someone else. I'm afraid of being killed by Alice.

I seriously need to stop thinking. I close my eyes and try to sleep but all that happens is endless thinking about what the arena is going to be like.

I am going into the arena tomorrow. That fact hasn't even sunk in properly.

**next chapter you'll find out about the games:DDD stay tuned and vote if you like it:) ***

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