Day 3-Interviews

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Mackenzie's POV
I need to think of something that will get me a lot of sponsors. Besides the sponsors from musicals.

I just don't know what to say. I'm thinking I have to be that cute adorable 12-year-old that seems like it won't hurt a fly. Maybe the game will stop if I do

Weston's POV
I get dressed in a fancy suit, it's very uncomfortable. But I heard if you dress nice that will give you more sponsors.

I'm just not excited for these interviews at all.

Jacob's POV
Today is the day we watch the interviews. Oh how grateful I am to not have gotten picked.

But Ariel got picked. Poor, poor, Ariel.

I'm not excited for these games at all. So if my friends die in those games, I don't know what I'd do.

I'm rooting for Ariel. She must win.

Ariel's POV
Fear.

Fear.

Games are tomorrow. I'm afraid.

I'm in the dressing room for the games. I'm crying still when I hear a knock at the door.

"It's open," I say wiping my eyes.

It's Zach!

"Hey Ariel," he says.

I jump off of the couch and into his arms. Crying even harder on my ex-boyfriend's back.

"Don't worry, everything will be alright!" Zach says.

"Zach I'm not strong!!"

"Ariel," he pauses to wipe my tears, "I'm not going to let you die!" He exclaims.

"No, Zach don't try and save me, save yourself! I couldn't ever lose you," I say crying even harder.

"Even though I'm your ex-boyfriend, I will always be there for you," he says.

I smile again and hug him.

His shirt is soft, I still love him. Maybe he feels the same, I'm not sure but either way one of us is going to die. And I'm going to make sure Zach lives.

Mackenzie's POV
We are all lined up for interviews. It's goes Brennen, me, Kristen, Weston, Maci, Tyler, Ariel, Zach, Cat, and Paul

I sit down in the chair labeled "2 Mackenzie Ziegler".

Brennen goes first. We all watch him on the monitor.

"Please introduce to our stage, Brennen Taylor!" The announcer yells.

Nick's POV
Brennen and I were on a collab channel called Our Journey. So was Ariel, Zach, and Weston.

Zach was my best friend.

He must win this. He has to.

"Welcome Brennen!" Says the announcer whose name is John.

"Hey John," he says in a very stern voice.

"Well we only get a limited amount of time her so, do you think you'd have a chance to win? I mean you are strong!" John says.

"No, because I can't kill these people. I can't kill innocent people! This is wrong on so many levels," Brennen shouts.

"Brennen, calm down. Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not because this games made me make sure I'll never see my family again," he shouts angrily.

Then, Brennen walks off the stage without being dismissed.

Brennen's POV
I just did that.

I just did that.

I couldn't have done that.

I didn't do that.

But I did. And it felt so good.

Ariel's POV
A half hour has passed.

These interviews are pretty short thank god. But Tyler just went. So now it's my turn.

"Please give a warm welcome to, Baby Ariel!"

I walk out on the stage. The lights burning my eyes. I have this queasy feeling in my stomach.

The tears fill my eyes but I blink them back.

I have to be strong.

"Hey John," I say sitting on the chair.

"Ariel," he says, "so how do you feel about your ex-boyfriend in the games? I bet your so happy!"

"What?!" I scream in furiousness. "'Bet I'm so happy' Well guess what I'm not! Just because he's my ex doesn't mean I don't care about him! If you saw the reapings, did I look happy? Bih no!"

"Ariel I was just asking a question,"

"It was a dumb one."

The buzzer goes off and I storm off the stage.

Zach's next.

I sit down in my chair labeled "7 Baby Ariel" and just look at the monitor.

Zach's POV
"Hello Zach, let's get straight into it, do you want Ariel to lose in these games?"

"Do you want to start freaking drama? N, O spells no! I don't want Ariel to die! I still love her and won't let her die!" I scream.

Wait, what the hell did I just say? I just exposed myself.

I hide my face in my hands. "Dang it" I mumble.

Tears start flowing out of my eyes without me even noticing.

I look up and the lights blind me. I wipe my eyes and get up to walk off the stage.

I walk right passed Ariel and into my dressing room.

*sniffle* *sniffle* I pick up my phone and look at a pic of Ariel and I.

A teardrop drips off my face and onto my phone screen.

fifteen minutes pass

I hear a knock at my door.

I'm embarrassed if it's Ariel. I walk to open it and it's Weston.

"Hey bro," he says.

"Hey Weston," I say, wiping my eyes.

He gives me a concerned look, then hugs me.

"Cupcake," I say laughing.

"You're the one who's crying!" He says laughing.
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After a while, Weston leaves and I fall asleep. Having no idea what's in store tomorrow. 

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