If Glimmer won the Hunger Games

Chapter 6

GLIMMER

     I anxiously wait for the scores. When they come on. Marvel's face lights up the screen. I gag because he's so ugly. Everyone is silent, then the number nine flashes by him. Gloss congratulates Marvel and gives him a pat on the back. Cashmere rolls her eyes, and when I look a Marvel, he catches my eyes and mouths "Beat that". I glare at him as my luxurious face appears on the screen with the same number as Marvel's. A nine.
     "YAY GLIMMER!" Cashmere cries. Gloss smiles at me, then turns to his sister.
     "Why weren't you that happy for Marvel?" He asks.
     "Well, umm, only one of them gets out so I guess I am just focusing on Glimmer." Cashmere answers.
     I grin and turn to Marvel whose mouth is wide open in shock.
     "H....how?" Marvel muttered. I smirk at him, then turn back to the TV.
   Cato got a ten. He deserves a twelve. Clove also got a ten which surprised me. I was guessing that the game makers would have given her a 7 or 8 because of her size.
     Marina got a nine, making our career pack only consisting of nines and tens. Everyone else had scores ranging from 2-5 until district 11. Thresh, the big buff dude, got a 10. We asked him if he would like to join our alliance, but he refused. Big mistake. His district partner, Rue, who is only 12 years old got a 7 which is pretty impressive for her age.
     But what made me so mad was district 12. Peeta got an 8, which is impressive for district 12. Maybe he will survive the bloodbath. Katniss got an 11. An 11! A new record. She probably just paid the game makers or threatened them or something. No way someone from the poorest district could score that high. I think I could easily kill her.
     Marvel starts flipping out over Katniss and her 11.
     "I SWEAR I'M GONNA KILL HER! EVEN IF ITS THE LAST THING I DO." He yells.
      "Calm down Marvel. I'm sure when the time comes, you can take her out just as easily as anyone else." Gloss says. This calms Marvel down.
     "Mark my words." He mumbles.
     "Marvel, go to bed." Cashmere says.
     "Seriously?" Marvel responds.
      "Yes!" You are too cranky. Go to bed right now. I am your mentor so you do as I say." She replies.
     "No. You're not. Gloss is my mentor, and your Glimmer's. Therefore, I am not going to listen to you." Marvel answers.
    "Glimmer, come with me. We're going to have a quick chat." Cashmere orders.
     I get up and follow her into her room.
     "I really don't like that Marvel kid." She says.
     "Tell me about it." I reply.
     "So... I was thinking if you both make it to the final 10, I could send you something poisonous. Mix it in with some of its food. He'll eat it, and he's dead."
     "Wait... isn't that illegal?" I ask.
     "Not that I know of." Cashmere responds.
     "Then let's do it." I say.
     I am going to be the one to kill Marvel. And nobody will get in my way.