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Bumps.

-Louis-

I looked bewilderedly at the man standing infront of me and Eleanor: he had gold eyelids (make-up of course), jet black hair that was in a quiff, gold lips, and black painted nails. He was wearing a leather jacket with a white shirt underneath, tight-fitted trousers and shoes with laces, which was ribboned-up. He looked at us skeptically, eyeing us up and down, figuring out what he'd do with us.

"So.. District 12.. Coal mining, huh?" He licked his lower lip, which surprised me because his lipstick didn't even smudge.

"Uhm, yes sir." I nodded, my body stiff and still. "But before we start, can we know your na-"

"I'm Chiro." He smiled sheepishly. "This is actually my first year in the Games, believe it or not."

"Oh.." I said, looking at Eleanor, who had her eyebrow arched at him.

Eleanor always minded what she wore. She was very prim, to be honest. She always wore solid colors, never plaid, except for when we had formal celebrations, which was only the reaping. She liked her hair to be straight, and a little wavy. She's a fashionista, but she never admired the Capitol's fashion (only the make up and decors).

"So, what are your plans for us?" Eleanor asked, folding her arms.

...Sassy.

"Well, I don't want it to be like the others. I don't want it to be too over the top. It's the simplest things that catches someone's eye." Chiro smiled at us, pulling out a bug notepad from his brown satchel.

"And.." He continued. "I do have some designs here that I may want you to see." He gave us the notepad, revealing very dark designs that suited our district's field.

"This one seems nice.." Eleanor pointed out to an outfit, which was a tight-looking black dress with long sleeves, made with leather. The other one was a sleeveless top and white pants for the guys, both made with leather.

I scratched the back of my head, not knowing what to say. We flipped through the pages more, but all of them seemed way too over the top. They either had glitters, or shiny materials on it. It was all too eye-catching.

After about an hour, me and Eleanor went back to our room, at the 12th floor. Actually, the whole of the 12th floor was our room. Metallic chrome walls with frames hung everywhere, an L-shaped couch in the middle of the living room, a big television set too. A thin, translucent wall separated the dining hall from the kitchen, as well as the living room. There were 4 bedrooms, one for me, one for El, one for Effie Trinket, one for Katniss.

Since the train ride, i've been wondering why Peeta didn't come along.. Probably taking care of Julietta, their daughter, who was now two years young.

I went straight to the living room, letting myself collapse onto the black couch. It was cold, but comfortable. The air conditioner was left open, so the air was a little chilly.

"I really do hate those clothes.." El mumbled as she stepping in to the living room.

I chuckled. "Eleanor, an ugly dress won't hurt you."

She sarcastically smiled at me. "Neither will a slap across the face." She rolled her eyes. "Lou, you know how much I hate those flashy dresses, they're not my style."

"El," I whispered. "You'd look good in a bin bag."

She looked at me funnily before bursting into hysterics. "LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON, I AM HAVING A FASHION CRISIS, NOW'S NOT THE TIME TO JOKE AROUND MISTER." She cried.

"Alright, alright." I held her hand in mine, simply looking at her. She stopped laughing, and also looked at me, her eyes seemed to change colors. It was pretty, they were filled with happiness and joy, nothing like what I saw before the reaping.

She layed her head against my chest, and I knew we both wanted to stay like that forever.

But life's unfair and unforgiving at times.

-Zayn-

"Good Evening, Citizens of The Capitol!"

I was sat on the edge of my own bed, in my bedroom, watching the television. Caesar Flickman was on, and I liked watching his show. He wore a red suit with gray accents, he also had a flashing tie. He was quite entertaining, just what I wanted. He had a few jokes up his sleeve, he made me laugh always.

"Tonight, we're about to announce the names of the Tributes for this year, are you all excited?!" He shouted through the microphone.

He received applauds and screams from the wild crowd, making him smile. "Alright."

"We have, Harry Styles and Chastity Grimes from District 1, Luxury."

The television screen showed a picture of a lad, and a girl. The lad had green eyes, and a fair complexion. He also had brown, curly hair, and dimples were evident on both of his cheeks. Chastity had soft, brown, wavy hair, her eyes were also brown. She had a stunning smile, like she was radiating happiness.

The list went on and on, and a few people caught my eye.

There was Liam Payne from District 10. He had sandy, brown hair that was in a quiff like mine, he had slightly narrow eyes. He had a prominent jawline, that made him look tough. Niall Horan from District 11 had blond hair that was styled uniquely, he had electric blue eyes that could actually hypnotize you. His teeth was jagged, but to be honest, it made him look more appealing. Louis Tomlinson from District 12 also had sandy, brown, hair that was windswept. He had a goatee, not too thick. He had teal blue eyes, near the shade of green at times. His eyes had a glimmer of something, though I don't know what it was.

I clicked the 'Off' button on the remote control and tossed it across the bed, but it landed on the floor. I layed down, my palms behind my head.

All of them looked tough, nonetheless, I know all of them will be tough. This was a battle that anyone could win. One move will distinguish your fate: will you live, or will you die? One wrong move would end everything, one wrong move would mean game over for you.

It was scary, but this is what the Gamemakers wanted us to feel. Scared. Cowardly. You would want to back out. But no, I won't let them get to me. There's no turning back, no matter what you say or do. Everything's I don't do mind games, and I don't do coward.

Life is a trip with twists, bumps, and turns.

This was going to the most bumpy event of them all.

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A/N:

I am back from the dead.

Yeah, I like, died, because of One Direction's SEXINESS.

No, actually, I wasn't able to update this one because this tales the most effort to write of them all, and I have no time.. But now I do. I just finished my exams. :) I got a 90% on my English exam, and a 85 on my Filipino Elec.

So yeah, that's it.

I may update everything tonight. :)

Please check out my story, "Therapy" in my other non 1D account: "GingerSamm". :)

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