Leticia Neptune, D6

So you want to know all about me, huh? What I like, what I dislike, my history? What a brat. You can't poke around in my history. But, oh well! I can tell you what I like, but I'm not letting out all my secrets to a stranger. My favorite color? Blue. Light blue, not dark blue, I don't like navy. If there's one thing I can't stand it's navy or pink. Electric pink? Good enough. But any dark colors or a faint pink is just disgusting. Colors mean a lot to me, you know. I like knowing that there's a beautiful color that I like. I like having something to talk about other than the terror that is the Hunger Games. If I am ever reaped, maybe someone will volunteer. Maybe, just maybe. But otherwise, I am on my own. Surely some people must feel pity for a small twelve year old, completely helpless against the tight reign of the capitol.

Wanna know what I think of the Capitol? They're weak. They use the power from the districts to help keep their nation flaming. What is better - being controlled by the Capitol, going into the games for their entertainment, or the entire nation being destroyed? Surely if the entire nation was destroyed, the Capitol would soon realize they had no more tributes left. No more entertainment. Sheer boredom throughout the whole year. So I think everyone should rebel. We either win and take over, or we die and cut off all the entertainment they got from the games. I would choose the latter, of course. But nobody else understands - meek little creatures. I could never start a fiery rebellion - I'm just a tiny baker's daughter. Nobody cares. Nobody cares I have a life, friends and family.

People think I'm just a cute little girl, but I'm so much more than that. I can be fierce even though I'm small. I have long blonde hair, often tied into two plaits, one on either side, and sometimes I have a plait style named a French plait - basically a high, tight plait, and it's quite suitable on me. After years of making bread, my skin is slightly pink but still pearly white like everyone in the Neptune family. I'm female, even if it's obvious from my appearance. I have a slender, petite body and even if I'm now descending on the age of teenage years, I have a flat chest. My mother says I'm beautiful - my father just comments on how I need to work more hard. Yes, even though I'm only 12, I still have to face the horrible, dreary days of baking bread.

When I was little, my mother used to say to my father that I was a born baker. She was always certain each Neptune child that popped out would meet up to their father's expectations, but only Hunter seriously was perfect to their father. I was just the little girl in the background, the one who was scolded and moulded by her father to become a baker. I hated every day, the same old, same old, waking up bleary-eyed. I was always so tired at the end of the day, I curled up in my bed with a light blue duvet and pillowcase, and I fell asleep. I have some strange habits, such as digging into the duvet cover, so I am curled up inside the cover and on top of the duvet, covered by the thin layer of the top of the cover. My siblings have sometimes laughed at my habits, but I am comfortable only when I am inside the duvet.

Do you understand me? Or do you think I'm just another Neptune girl, a harmless little 12 year old, the youngest of the Neptunes? If you do, I'm not going to waste my time with you anymore. Never again will I enclose this information to anybody other than myself and my family. Have I made myself clear? I am Leticia Neptune, of District 6.

THIRD PERSON PERSONALITY (because I couldn't find a way to make it first person):

Leticia is a kind-hearted, sweet young child on the outside, but descending on the inside is a secret, dark layer. Some people, who Tish dislikes and has showed her dark layer to, think she'd be perfect in the games, small and as young as she is, because she is tough. If she can excel so brilliantly in hand to hand combat, imagine what would come of her in the arena. She would give those Capitol brutes a good show, through and through, and when she got home she'd be happy to return to her ordinary everyday life. The games are just a part of the year, a festive season to her. She hates them of course, but not as much as some people do. People in the districts have despised the games because their siblings have been reaped, and they have been mercilessly killed by the Careers or in some cases, the other districts.

Those people are the ones who truly hate the games. Tish has no opinions anything like them on the games. If one of her siblings were reaped, Tish would just say, "Oh well, they'll just be gone a while, I'll miss them but I'll be very happy when they come home. Lucky them, some time away from the bakery and Father's horrible labors." She has never realized just how seriously depressing it is to lose a family member to the Hunger Games, because she has never experienced it before. With Tish, sometimes people describe her as "Tish seriously doesn't give a sh!t about what you think, she likes to be original and keep with her own ideas. She is her own person." That is true. Tish doesn't like to go along with what the crowd says.