Dance (OPEN)
Feb 16, 2010 15:37:28 GMT -5
Post by Micra on Feb 16, 2010 15:37:28 GMT -5
Argent Melanger
The Hunger Games, were, to the Capitol, a celebration. A holiday, of sorts. District Two did their best to appease the Capitol, and so they celebrated too. Every Year, to celebrate the beginning of the Games, the District would hold a Dance. The Hunger Games Ball.
Argent was socializing with a few of his friends in the square, soda in hand. It was dark, lit only by colored lanterns and the glow of the TV screen. On the screen now were clips of the day's events. The boy scowled as the District 8 girl committed suicide with a smile on her face.
She's weak, he thought, turning away. They're all weak. Especially District 12. when I'm in the games... He stopped himself there. Argent knew that the Games were still years away for him. Yet, he could probably win against this year's tributes now, with his hands tied behind his back. Except maybe that Archer Fields. Kid was a master. Of course, he was from District 2.
He grinned across the room at a girl and winked at her. He chuckled as the girl rolled her eyes and looked away. Argent was enjoying himself . The world was at his fingertips. After all, he was Argent Melanger, future victor of the Hunger Games.
"So," he asked his friends, "what did you guys think about the first day?"
The Hunger Games, were, to the Capitol, a celebration. A holiday, of sorts. District Two did their best to appease the Capitol, and so they celebrated too. Every Year, to celebrate the beginning of the Games, the District would hold a Dance. The Hunger Games Ball.
Argent was socializing with a few of his friends in the square, soda in hand. It was dark, lit only by colored lanterns and the glow of the TV screen. On the screen now were clips of the day's events. The boy scowled as the District 8 girl committed suicide with a smile on her face.
She's weak, he thought, turning away. They're all weak. Especially District 12. when I'm in the games... He stopped himself there. Argent knew that the Games were still years away for him. Yet, he could probably win against this year's tributes now, with his hands tied behind his back. Except maybe that Archer Fields. Kid was a master. Of course, he was from District 2.
He grinned across the room at a girl and winked at her. He chuckled as the girl rolled her eyes and looked away. Argent was enjoying himself . The world was at his fingertips. After all, he was Argent Melanger, future victor of the Hunger Games.
"So," he asked his friends, "what did you guys think about the first day?"
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