FOUL GAME | the hunger games

07- CONFIDENCE.

CONFIDENCE.

Just making a quick glance over the tributes who have arrived makes me want to run away and ask Finnick or Fred to take me to the safest place in the Capitol so I can hide for 20 years until everyone forgets who I am.

It seems like a joke. More than half of the people here look healthy, big, and ready to fight. They are all above the age of 15, and the ones that do look like their age are more intimidating than anyone would have thought. It was difficult to remember they are all kids. This must be a sick joke.

I look around and recognise Finnick's tributes. I hesitate before making my next move but I think it's better to just make my way next to Vaiana, the girl from 4 rather than freeze at the entrance while everyone looks at me.

Vaiana takes a look at me and gives me a friendly smile. Her beautiful hair is tied up in a clean ponytail that makes her look so good, while my hair is scattered in a messy ponytail while some chunks of hair rest on my neck. My hair got so short I can't even tie it up on its entirety. I find myself admiring vaiana from my place. Almost to the point of jealousy.

But my observance doesn't stop here. Vaiana is a little shorter than me, and next to her Aquor, the massive guy from 4 is standing there, looking straight at a random point on the room. His long blonde hair is gelled and combed back to keep it out of his face.

Aquor resembles Fred a lot. Their hair is what catches my attention the most, but of course the tributes from 4 are all dolled up. Finnick wants them to be as presentable and desirable as possible.

All four tributes from 1 and 2 are together. I can almost feel their eyes eating me up together until my flesh no longer exists. Every single hope I had of coming out of here alive disappeared at once.

Some noise takes me back to reality and I look over at the door. Phanuel is walking next to two tributes. They are chattering...

I swear Phanuel has no problems making friends. This guy could befriend the whole arena and win because they would all like him enough to keep him alive. Maybe he should be the capitol darling instead of me. I wish he could have been reaped on another occasion, or not even reaped at all. He would easily become capitol's favourite.

The tributes he is walking next to are tributes from district 8, as their number in their arm indicates. And as I guessed earlier, we are all dressed the same. The tributes from 8 look like the rest, intimidating. The guy whispering to Phanuel has blonde hair, and his district partner has silver hair which almost looks artificial.

I don't know if it's just me the one that thinks even a tiny little butterfly is intimidating because of how nervous I am or if these tributes are really intimidating. There must be something wrong with this...

I was impressed to find out the youngest tribute was a girl from district 10, who was only 14 years old but seemed older than me.

Athala, a tall athletic woman is giving us instructions and explains how everything works here; there are different stations you can choose, and they all have everything you need. You have a weapons section, with different stations specified for each weapon, combat stations, camouflage stations and survival stations.