The Celebrity Hunger Games

Chapter 12: District 12

Justin Bieber’s p.o.v

“James Bieber” our host called. “Jam?” I questioned softly. I wanted to run after him and grab him, stopping him from going, but I couldn’t. I caught his eyes when he went onto the stage to face the crowd. We knew it was a possibility, his name was entered so many times, more times than anyone I knew. Being from district 12, most people had to take Tesserae, it was a necessity, and Jam was no exception. That was my first year in the Games, the year Jam got picked. Dad, mum, our two little sisters and three little brothers and I all sat around the television whenever we knew that he was going to be on the screen. He got a 9 at training, so our dad tried to force us to have high hopes for him. He was a fighter, tougher and stronger than any guy I knew. Then the games began. As more and more people began to die, I had more hope for him to win. We all did. Then the news came. He’d been killed. Nothing would ever be the same again.

I was now 16, and I still couldn’t get over Jam’s death. We were now all eligible for the Games, and we had all been entered the maximum amount of times, we needed the Tesserae to survive, we couldn’t live without it. “How are you feeling?” my mum asked me. I shrugged. I hated talking about the Games as much as I hated the thought of competing in it. “It would be amazing for one of us to win” she said. I grunted, not sure where she was going with this latest comment. “With the fortune that you get, we would be set for life” she said. I turned to her. “Are you trying to make me volunteer?” I asked her. “I’m not saying that, I'm just saying-” I cut her off. “You’re just telling me to kill myself? After what happened with Jam?” I asked. She rolled her eyes. “Stop being so dramatic, I was just making a point” she said. “You know how much Jam’s death influenced this family, why would you want that to happen a second time?” I asked her. She sighed and put her arm around me. “It’s different with you and Jam” she said. “What do you mean?” I asked her. “I mean, you could win. You have the strength and the power, you just need the determination” she said, and then she left me alone. She left me with no choice; she wanted me to volunteer, so that’s what would happen. I would have to volunteer.

“District 12 is always the last to be thought of, let’s change that by winning the Hunger Games” our host said. Then she scrambled around within the names to find the first male tribute. I didn’t even hear the name, as soon as the person got onto the stage I ran up, before I could think about what I was doing. “I volunteer, my name is Justin Bieber” I said, my hands shaking in ways that I had never before felt. Then I turned and faced the crowd, anxious to see my mother. Anxious to know if she was now proud. Proud that her son would soon become less of a person and more of a memory, a picture on the mantelpiece, a body without a soul.

Victoria Justice’s p.o.v

“You’re worthless” a boy said to me as he pushed me into the mud. “Leave me alone, please” I said, practically begging him. “Why should I?” he asked me, sneering. “Please” I said again. He leaned close to me. “You’ll never be anything, go home and cry yourself to sleep, that’s all you're good for” he said, running away and leaving me alone. I picked myself off the floor and ran to the lake to wash my clothes and face. If my parents saw me like this they would worry. I hated them to worry about me, which is why I didn’t tell them what was going on with the people at school. I couldn’t bear to be the girl that got bullied. My parents had to fight so much to get to where they were now, and I couldn’t even stand up to the bullies at school. I sang to myself as I cleaned. I loved to sing, it kept me sane and helped me to block out whatever dark thoughts were in my head. Sometimes I wished that I could go back in time, talk more, get a makeover and be a different person. But I knew this wasn’t possible, I was stuck being me. Boring, predictable, bullied Tori, the girl everyone loved to hate.

“You’re home late” my mum notes when I got home from washing my clothes and face at the lake. “I know, I'm sorry, I was busy” I said quietly. “Hanging out with friends?” she asked me. “Something like that” I said, going up to my room. I had to figure out a way to prove that I wasn’t as worthless as everyone thought I was. I could do anything I put my mind to. “I could even win the Hunger Games” I said out loud to myself. This thought threw me off track. The Hunger Games was almost here, I could compete if I really wanted to. I could volunteer. I could win. I could prove that I was better than they said; I could prove that I wasn’t worthless. I could be somebody.

“District 12 is always the last to be thought of...” I stopped listening as the host started to speak. “The male tribute is...Jaden Smith” the host said. As Jaden walked onto the stage, someone else walked behind him. He looked nervous and I could barely understand what he was saying until he said his name. “...Justin Bieber” he said. I recognised his surname. His brother James had competed a few years back and I remembered watching him die. It was heart-breaking. Then the host read out the name for the female tribute. “...Jamie Lynn Spears” she said. I knew her immediately; she was in most of my classes and we usually ended up studying together. I could have let her compete, but then who would I be? Still the worthless girl that everyone thought I was. “I volunteer!” I shouted. Everyone turned to face me, to find out where the voice was coming from. I walked up onto the stage slowly, giving everyone time to see what I was doing. “Tori, what are you doing?” Jamie Lynn asked me. I was surprised. No one had ever called me Tori before; I only called myself that. “Tori?” the host asked me. “Victoria Justice” I clarified for her. I saw Justin Bieber staring at me as the host faced the crowd. “We have our two tributes: Justin Bieber and Victoria Justice. Good luck!”

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These first 12 chapters were just an introduction to each of the characters and a bit of background about how they became involved in the Games. The next chapters will give you a bit more of a insight into who they are.

Thanks for reading so far, hopefully from here the chapters get a bit more exciting!