Arethusa Lennox | District 2 {FIN}

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I was truly born from the distinct hues that flooded my mother's alluring eyes. Drip by drip they stained the pale canvas as though it were an oil painting. The beautiful array of streams purloined the very precious hazel ink from the iris held within her eyes and into her daughters, mine and my twin sister. We were born purely from a heart of gold, bound to match our very personalities, no matter if they both fell upon either side of the endless spectrum. Those who judged us based solely on the normality of our demeanor, they'd set me as the exact definition of pretentious. Me and my sister are nothing alike, despite the fact that we share similar, to exact, features. Our long, black hair and full, plush lips that leave a rosy pink marking with whatever they touch ever so delicately are prominent features, along with our notable deceiving, seducing eyes.

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"You're more pudgy than your sister, but it has its appealing effects on some."

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Pudgy? I'll have you know that my build is simply that of a well-trained Career. A determined, hard-working Career. I, for one, am fully aware of my weight, if we were comparing to beings such as my sister. My weight was something that I was either fully confident in, or held none at all, no in between. Most of the time I am confident, and not only in the sense of my stunning good looks, and charm, but in the sense of everything I do in general. From the tip of my round-squarish head, and masculine jawline, all the way to the tip-toes of my perfect feet, I hold my outer beauty with the utmost self-assurance.

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"You're gonna kill yourself one of these days! You work and work til no end."

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"Good. At least it will be doing something I love and have known my whole life."

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Training. Everyone always tells me that I spend too much of my time at the academy training center, but I don't care for their opinions. To me, training was an escape from reality. It wasn't as though I had lived through a harsh life, or tragedy, it was something I simply managed to enjoy in my leisure as it whisked me away from everything else. My and my sister lived fairly normal lives, having its ups and downs, as any other person would, but for the most part we were thankful for what we have. The Lennox family is a well-known one throughout the District. All the way from creating brutal, respectable peacekeepers and trainee's, such as myself, to owning successful masonry businesses, along with side businesses that had little to no significance with our main industry. As a whole family, we are unstoppable, as though we are a pack of wolves. Loyalty. Loyalty in the pack was something that we all cherished and held upon each other, as well as the games and Capitol. Ever since childhood, my sister and I were sent away to the academy, like ninety eight percent of the rest of the District. Our time spent there, even until this very moment, I excelled at combat and weaponry than she, but I had always proven to be the better one at the physical aspects of things, while she was more strategic than I. It was truly a combination that couldn't be meddled with.

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"That one twin, Arethusa. That little fucking rich bitch is..."

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I'm usually the one prone to being called derogatory names. I was no new stranger to people spitting and spewing them my way, simply because they didn't come across my good side. I will admit though, I can uphold a better-than-you and heavily sarcastic attitude, one that set true & pure hatred and irritation into the eyes of others. People are hypocrites. Not all of them, but careers. It's perfectly normal to be cocky, arrogant, sadistic, but once you show that you think you're better than them, then that is when they start to plan your demise. I, for one, couldn't possibly care any less for the matter of others, unless it earned me a pretty penny from the stone pavement in the process. I wasn't normally the one to show mercy upon others, it wasn't in my nature, and it surely wasn't something I'd let showcase. Merciless. Even from such a tender age, the academy teaches you how to dwindle your emotions down, so that only those that show brute and hostile behaviors remain. Seeing as I was one to stay loyal and devoted to everything they do, I sat as their lap dog.

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Arethusa

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Seventeen

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District 2