The 100th Annual Hunger Games Quarter Quell: District Revenge

Avalon Harvison ~ Tribute Social (Part 2)

My mind spun into an oblivion as the purple and blue strobe lights blinded my day time sighting and the thudding of club music embed through my heart. I clutched onto Ellaydra's T shirt in fear but she reassuringly lead me into the huge mass crowd, excusing our way through sweaty bodies and pulsing hearts. Everyone at the Social swayed their limbs to the beat of the song while most of the Tributes stood up against the wall, disinterested, as if waiting to be picked for a team by the captain in a game of Softball. But the more favored Tributes didn't think twice about hanging back and took it upon their self to willingly enjoy their last few days on earth by inappropriately grinding on District A-Lister's and gulping pink liquid from yet another martini glass. We watch observantly as Dazzle Dynasty and Nakyia East fluctuate their limbs in an awkward motion I think they believe is dancing. Magenta Hayslee is vulgarly popping her butt trying to purposely out dance Dazzle but is unfortunatley failing. Slade Kade eases up and grabs onto Nakyia's. She elbows him in the gut and he obviously tried to play that off by laughing but his face read an excruciating pain. Zachariah Miller, Xander Green, and some mysterious Capitol boy I've never seen before, busily talk "flirt", to a pair of A-Lister's from a District I assume is One; mainly because of their gaudiness appearance that consist of luxurious fashion pieces tightly tapered to their body, exposing skin that's meant to be un-seen and other assets. Xander slips his hand onto the girl's back and I could feel Ellaydra cringe with anger and jealousyusy at the sight.

We politley work are way through the massive tight heap of bouncing hands and feet that occasionally bump into us. I tried my best to steady myself in the sparkling stilettos while navigating my way to the Mentoring Board but I'm not used to such extravagant foot wear. Ellaydra insist that I take them off because we're already late signing in, but like usual, I ignore her motherly ambitions to control every aspect of my life. Apparently being late to sign in is some type of abhorrent sin and could never be done by a Tribute. But there's a first for everything. I mean, it's not like Ellaydra and I purposely expected to be late; lets just say we ran into some trouble getting here.

I tried to trigger Ellaydra's cool while we were on the elevator with Dazzle and the Tribute, T-9, Nakyia East. The four of us were already late to the Tribute Social and Ellaydra kept doing that thing with her leg, shaking it rapidly as Dazzle and Nakyia eyed her up and down with disgust written all over their faces. I had to grab her wrist when I saw her bawling her fist together, only to prevent an outburst that consisted of her knuckles landing on Dazzle's face.

"Go ahead T-three, hit me, I'd like to see you try!" Dazzle taunted, eyes locked onto Ellaydra's fist, awaiting the single blow to her head so she could counteract it and quickly perform the perfect left jag she was waiting to strike on my cousin. I knew this because Dazzle stood straight and tall, left hand bawled into a fist like Ellaydra's, patiently expecting for her anger issues to take it's toll. Nakyia stood behind like a groupie, pretending to have Dazzle's back if anything went down but I bet she'll be the first person to flee from the scene if a situation occurred.

"If you and your sidekick would stop staring at me, maybe I wouldn't be so aggravated right now!" Ellaydra had said pounding on the elevator button to the common ground of the resort will the Social will be held.

The girls that stood in front of us were ridiculously unrecognizable. Dazzle's dress simply dazzled , fitting her personality to a T with just a bit of edge that compares along with her nasty disturbing attitude. She wore a long sleek garment that slid off of her shoulders and didn't seem to include any type of fabric on the back. The thin straps loosely held the flowing dress together on her muscular built body while the back looped all the way to her hips, exposing every inch of skin possible. The dress was dashingly slit all the way up to her thighs and she wore a dainty pair of gold glimmered heels. Her stylist did a pretty good job on her hair, pinning it up in an assortment of braids and curls, then sealing the fly-aways with diamond hair clips. Dazzle surprisingly cleans up well. Nakiya on the other hand wore a short dress that contrasts with her creamy caramel skin showing off her long legs. Her brown curls were swayed to the side and draped onto her right shoulder. She wore an elegant party dress, short but sweet. A cluster of black lace and black chiffon formed together to make a cupcake dress similar to mines.