Melody Columbine - D12 {done}

Name: Melody Columbine
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
District/Area: D12
Appearance:

I have long red hair past my shoulders, and brown eyes. I have to admit I am a pretty girl, though not spectacular or anything. I stand exactly five feet tall, and I'm slender, though I have a few good curves. My skin is clear and kind of pale even though I walk around outside a lot. My parents say I don't smile enough. I often have my brow wrinkled as I think about one thing or another without noticing my expression, too. I get anxious a lot, and this is often reflected in my eyes.

I know I dress better than most of the other kids, I usually wear a dress, and I have six of them. My favorite is the dark blue one. I am sort of awkward on my feet, not terribly or anything, but ocassionally I have to catch myself from tripping over myself.

Personality:

First of all, I am pretty shy. I don't often know what to say to people, so most of the time I don't say anything. At least, not aloud. In my mind I am always saying something, just like I am always having adventures and romance and escaping danger and meeting fantastical people. So that's another thing about me, I daydream a lot. I know some of the other kids resent me, and kids like me, because we're more well off than they are. This does not help my self-confidence as far as trying to make friends. I also really do not know what to say to boys, so I just don't. I know people think I'm snobbish, but actually, I'm nervous. I love my parents, though, and my little sister, Emilee.

That doesn't mean we don't disagree at times. I tend to daydream, like I said, and that annoys them when I am supposed to be helping out in the shop. And, I tend to wander around a lot, and go up to the meadow and lay there among the flowers when they're in season - they worry, but nothing's eaten me yet. Besides, it's not being alone I fear, but being with others and Saying Something Stupid. Fear of SSS is a plague on my existence, as I make it through another day mostly looking down and not speaking unless I have to. But I can be brave, too: - I also have begun frequenting the Hob, something else my parents fear - I feared it too, but I forced myself to be brave, and it was worth it and worth the coal dust on my dress: I have found plenty of moldering old books there that no one wants to read but me. I love books, even the falling apart sort.

And, I do well in school, in fact I am usually top of the class, which I'd better be since my mom is one of the school teachers. She never gives me a pass, though - I have to work hard to earn those grades, whatever anyone else may think. I am shy, and I am quiet, but I think. I think things through carefully when they are presented to me, and I don't automatically believe anything. I am a bit suspicious, and very quizzical. I read an old, old story about a place long ago and far away about a girl named Pandora. I think I am quite a bit like Pandora.

History:

I was born to Martin Columbine, who owns the grocery shop, and Loisa, his wife, who is a teacher as I've said previously. We are pretty well-off, not rich of course - no one is rich, except possibly the mayor, but well-off. I've never gone hungry longer than when I forgot to bring lunch and had to skip it, and I pity the Seam kids who are hungry all the time. I'm not spoiled, either. I get paid for helping in the shop, but no more than any other employee would, if we had any others than dad and I. Well, and my sister. We let her 'help', or think she is, at least.

I've never gone anywhere further than the meadow or the Seam, so it's not as though I have adventures outside of my dreams. I don't really have a history, yet, per se, other than as the smart shy girl who's always reading or daydreaming. One thing I find it impossible to be brave about is the Reaping - that scares me to death every time, even though I know my name is only in one time for each year. I don't like watching the Games, either. It's so violent and gory. Well, parts of it is. The rest is just boring, in my opinion. Of course, people probably think my life is boring, too, but, to me, it's not.

Other than that, I value my free time though I don't mind working in the store, but time alone is best for reading and dreaming. I read romantic old books and while I can hardly believe some of the things I read from long ago, I do wish I'd meet a man (or maybe a boy, if he wasn't an annoying sort of boy) who would let me be the still, shy, quiet person that I am and not pester me to smile endlessly. My ideal match would be someone who loves books the way I do, though sometimes I feel as if I am the only one who does.

Codeword: Odair
Play-by: Nikolina Chernicova