Aviemore Reekie, D2, FIN

I am a typical representative of the Reekie family. Long brown hair, blue eyes. These features make me look rather beautiful. I don't deny that I am attractive, in fact, I am proud of being cute and lovely. Who wouldn't be proud of something like that? My low arched eyebrows and my big eyes create an impression of seriousness and responsibility. However, my height is not that respectable. I am rather muscular, like any other Career, but my arms and legs are quite thin, and I am smaller than most of the people I know.

However, there is one person, who is exactly the same height as I am. Berenice Crockett, my cousin. We look quite alike, and when we were both little kids, my parents would make us stand near each other and admire our similarities. I have seen one childhood photo of us standing together, and we really look like twins in it. But now a lot has changed. My cousin wears high heels to seem higher, and I think that I am perfect the way I am. Besides, my nose is too big, much bigger than hers. It is not potato-shaped, but still enormous in my opinion.

Personality:

My parents planted a seed of jealousy in my heart, when I was only born, by adopting my cousin and giving her everything she wanted to have. I wouldn't say I can envy somebody without any particular reason, but Eren is someone I am really mad at, because she took something that she didn't need, something that belonged to me. My parent's love. I may not be the adorable cutie, which she had always been, but I am somebody with a human heart. And I needed my mother's and father's atrention while she didn't care about it at all.

Maybe that is why I am so attached to my siblings who probably love me more than my parents ever have. I will always be there for them and help them if they need something. I really hope they would do the same for me, because they are my family. I am not sentimental, though. In fact, I am quite dangerous, especially when I get angry. Not that I enjoy the sight of blood or pain, like many of my friends, but at least, I have never been afraid of it. I am used to holding on to whatever belongs to me since my childhood and I never give up in a fight.

I am also quite friendly to those who don't wish to become my rivals and act nicely. I am not a natural leader, but I have always been trying to become one. And if it means making friends whenever I can, I do it. Having a plenty of people who support me feels great and makes me stronger, especially considering that my cousin has also got a bunch of friends who always side with her. I love to have somebody I can count on, and not because I am nothing without my friends, I just feel insecure when they are not around.

History:

I am the eldest child in our family, and I should have been by all means the most adorable and the most loved one. But somehow, when I was born, my parents had already adopted a girl the year before my birth. Eren. My cousin. Since my very first birthday it has always been Eren. Eren this, Eren that... And why Eren? Because no one wants to admit her full name is too ugly. Berenice. Since the very first day of my life I was supposed to be a loving sister and the best cousin for her, nobody cared about what I needed, though. And I needed my parents to stop helping that despicable princess to overcome the loss of her parents and finally turn to me. I think that I am still their daughter and she is not, but they somehow tend to forget it.

When I grew up a little, I realized, how spoiled my so-called 'sister' was. If there was anything she wanted to get from me, she got it. If there was anything she desired, she wouldn't stop before any obstacles to reach her final goal. She is determined, that may not be awful. But what angers me most is that no one wants to see her for the bitch she really is. She is an excellent Career, a beautiful girl, but there is nothing inside her except for these two things. I am all this, too, because that is who we are supposed to be in our district: fighters, beauties, right? But I also have my family and myself, and Eren is just someone empty and useless.

When my sisters and my brother were born, I could finally feel less lonely. Together we could endure Eren's presence and just ignore her. Together we could make her life a bit more miserable if we wanted to. But we never had a chance to bring her down from her throne. As I grew up, I began to train for the Hunger Games, to study, to spend my free time out with my friends. But Eren's shadow was still hanging over me. And I can't get rid of her influence even today. I hope that someday she will be reaped and our family will finally have a break from her.

Other: I am a little afraid of spider webs (they're just so nasty) and annoyed by mosquitoes.