I hear Caesar Flickerman calling out the tributes and their districts on stage for their interviews and talk to Clove as I wait.
'You're soon' I point out shyly. I'm stating the obvious but I
'Ha yeah, and you're nearly last, Wisty'.
'Misty' I reply, correcting her. I wish she would quit calling me that.
'Okay, sorry Misty. Did you see Glimmer in her interview? She's way too girly and giggly. I thnik Cato likes her and she'll be in our career pack. I hate training with her. Cato always gets attention from other girls. I don't think he cares about me'.
I almost feel sorry for Clove. It's fairly obvious that she has feelings for Cato, yet to him she's simply another girl in the games.
We both hear Caesar call out her name and I watch her walk onto the stage. I intend on watching her interview but Cato saunters over and I turn my attention to him.
'Hey Misty'. He says, smiling. There's something I don't like about his smile. It's mocking, almost menacing. Still, I'm glad he bothered learning my name.
'Hi Cato'. I mutter, looking at the ground.
'How are you enjoying the capitol then Misty? Bit different to District Twelve, isn't it?'
'Yeah I guess. I like the food. I look up and notice that Glimmer is shooting daggers at me with her eyes. So she must be crushing on Cato...
Cato leans in closer to me and suddenly Glimmer shrieks. He immediately backs away and goes running over to her, asking why she shrieked and looking very concerned. Glimmer makes up some stupid excuse about hallucinations before the arena and medications and all that. I finger the medicine in my pocket. I forgot to have some this morning. I don't know why, but I would hate taking out those pills in front of the careers. I worry that it makes me look weak.
The buzzer goes and Clove wanders back in.
'Did you think I was good?' She asks innocently.
I nod, although I wasn't actually watching it.
Cato grins and winks at me. I manage a simpering smile back and then I scowl when his back is turned. Cato gets called onstage for his interview.
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It's my turn now and I'm quite nervous. My stylist, Lula, decided to put me in a short, tight black dress. I have to admit it did make me look older, about sixteen but I think it's incredibly slutty- and I don't want the wrong approach, especially after Glimmer and Cato. Then Lula told me I need to twirl at some point. Wierd but I guess I'll do it.
Caesar introduces me and I shyly walk onstage. Well, Lula said to strut but I'm not doing that. No. Way.
Caesar puts on a shocked and surprised face as I walk in. My dress is WAY above my knees. Some people wolf-whistle in the crowd and I blush.
'Well hello Misty!' Caesar sys in his usual happy manner, grinning at me.
'Hello' I mumble.
'So, Misty Greylar, do you think anybody will sponsor you in these games?'
'I hope so...' I manage to say
In the tribute parade I nearly fell out of the chariot and Peeta had to catch me. I was wearing a black dress covered in diamonds for some random reason. A lot of people laughed at me. Although some went 'Awwwwwwww'. I guess they thought it was cute.
'Maybe' I concluded.
Caesar asks me a whole load of questions including what my chosen weapon will be. Aha! Clove told me about this. Save it until the end.
'I haven't decided yet' I say in the end.
'Okay then. That's a nice dress you've got' He says.
[Umm...that's kinda pervy O_O BTW Caesar is NOT a pervert]
'Yeah' I reply, then suddenly remember what Lula said. I stand up and twirl in a circle.
The room is silent and I hear a crackling sound. I turn around and gasp. My dress is changing colour! What was a coal black design is now icy-grey.The bottom of the dress is loosening and getting longer. My dress has turned into a loose ballroom outfit, trailing on the ground. The icy grey colour makes my auburn hair stand out. I smile at myself, thanking Lula. Maybe she's not such a bad stylist after all
My buzzer goes off and my time is up.
'Well, you'll be one to remember, Ice Princess'. Caesar says, winking at me.
I smile back and walk over to where Cato and Clove are waiting.
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The Hunger games: Misty
FanfictionIt is the 74th annual hunger games. This will be the first reaping for Misty Gray, from district 12. She's only 12 and is scared to death (quite literally!) of the capitol. Her best friend, Primrose Everdeen assures Misty that their names have only...