Keagan Vanadium, District 6 <finished>

while in these days of quiet desperation
as i wander through the world in which i live
i search everywhere for some new inspiration
but it's more than cold reality can give
if i need a cause for celebration

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Roles could be given to each and every one who is apt for it. Acting is all about changing yourself to suit the role you are portraying, most probably someone you are not, a bad-ass, a goody too-shoes male. But the thing is, if you can change your entire personality why not surrogate your appearance, but if you would do that you might just look like one of the self-indulgent capitolites? But if you could have just one wish, perhaps you got it from a genie in a bottle and you wasted your first and second wish on useless things like candy or plants, what would it be? To act better, just for you not to look like an idiot on stage, or to change your entire appearance, for you to earn everyone's attention. Well for other's they would choose to act better, for people to see that they have little, a tiny amount of talent dust, talent and that they are not useless in the world where they kill people who are useless, but sadly I'm not useless because I act better than mercury in my opinion.

I am fairly happy of how I look, the coffee hair of mine is the part I love about myself. Every time I look at the mirror I think of ways to alter it's style every day. "Maybe I'll go spiky today, tomorrow I'll make it a mohawk" and it goes on and on. It makes me feel happy because it's kinda like acting, you could change it everyday or as much as you want to, and it never dies or anything like that. Some think that I'm a really devious person because of a sparkle in my hazel eyes, something that says "I have something hidden behind my back guess what? It's a box of mischief and a hint of deceit". Well to be honest that statement is a half truth, well I try to keep my mischief with in the family, that means only mercury, but to others I'm reasonably kind to them. Never have I tried to pull anything funny for them to hate me. Sometimes my sort of muscular build might make people think I'm a mindless baboon, who relies on brawn more than brains. But another sadly they are wrong again. If it weren't for my brains I might not have picked up on singing and acting really fast. You have no idea how hard it is for me to be a brother of an amazing opera singer and actress such as Mercury. You have no idea how many times I, might, no not might I think am would suit it, am compared to Mercury.

or a comfort i can use to ease my mind
i rely on my imagination
and i dream of an imaginary time

They would be like "Aw your sister is amazing, how about you?" or "Do you have any talents like your sister?". Sometimes I would just smile and nod but if they keep bugging me about it I just want to scream "Hell yeah, I have more talent than my sister." but luckily I know how to control my feelings. But there are times when me and Mercury gets into a fight onto who is much better in acting and singing, but if it spreads that me and mercury are having a competition, my evenly shaped eyebrows would furrow and my long thin arms would start to fluctuate, my square jaw would begin to chatter causing me to stop singing. I mean that if we have to perform an opera I wouldn't shy away from that, because I love being on stage getting the attention Mercury always gets, but when I'm being compared with someone like my sister, who is a really good singer and actress, but don't tell her I said that, it's just shameful to challenge someone far better than you, I just can't stand it but deep inside I'm screaming like there is no tomorrow about how I am amazing far better than her

[/i].

Well I'm sort of the charmer to ladies, yes I flirt now and then but I really have my eyes set on one girl. She always catches my coffee eye's attention. She's a really amazing opera singer and I always try to impress her. Usually I show my muscular arms to her by wearing a sleeveless shirt to make her blush. I try and sing really well when she's in front of me. But sometimes when I try to talk to her I would get tongue tied and can't think of anything to say to her, I would end up just starring at her until she asks me what I'm doing but then I would stutter and be like "Ummmm.... Nothing, okay bye" and rush away from her. When I'm far from her that's the time I would get mad at myself for being such a coward, but I'm everything but gutless. I love fun and adventure but when it comes to competition, with my sister, or talking to Hestia that's the time I chicken out. Maybe I am a coward just trying to act brave[/i], like the entire world is a stage. Or maybe I just fear both of them[/i], I mean they are girls after all. I really don't know how to talk to them, all the time I'm with boys. I never even knew how to talk to my own sister. Maybe because I feel like a giant standing five feet eleven inches[/i], but hello Mercury is also tall remember and Hestia's height isn't as far from mine, but why do I feel like a freak around them.

Well truthfully the reason why I challenge Mercury is not only because she's getting all the attention, well maybe it is, it's because I look up to her[/i]. She is older than me so typically I would admire her. She never sleeps at all, just to write scripts for new operas, or practice the songs she's going to sing, or she could also be making costumes for us, or Ripred knows what else she does when she's wide awake at night. I can't do any of that but I want to prove to her that I'm good at something[/i], not only at annoying her, but singing, and acting. Maybe I also want to prove to myself that she's not the only one with the talent[/i], she's not the only one who knows how to sing and act. I also want to be in the spot light, or to receive the standing ovations she's used to getting[/i]. To see my slightly muscular build up, my long legs being hit by the ray of stage light, different colors bouncing from here to there a whole production with me in the center stage aside from Mercury. The taste of applause from people who appreciate my talent[/i].[/color][/blockquote][/justify][/size]

i know that everybody has a dream
everybody has a dream
everybody has a dream
and this is my dream, my own
just to be at home. and to be all alone...with you

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There is not much I could say about my past. Everything was always about Mercury. How perfect she was, how talented she is. Oh and don't forget her intelligence. There I was at the background looking at her as she shines, brighter than any other. But I sealed myself in a bubble of muscles and improving my masculinity. But there would be times that I would hide her music books. Like when I was Five or six?, I forgot. Our mother, who was a very decent piano player, started to teach Mercury how to play the piano. I was confident she wasn't that smart to learn even the basics I just let it slip by and continue doing what I do best, play with other little boys like me. But every time I would pass by the living room where we have the piano in, I hear her getting better, I see my mom looking very proudly at her. It broke my little heart, she never looked at me that way. My eyes burned of the color green. Then I decided on dedicating my energy on other stuff for example stealing Mercury's song books. It was meant as a joke no I want her to be sad

[/s][/i], a harmless little joke. But then she decides to tattle to our mom, which obviously I would look like the bad guy since Mercury's the favored one among us two. So I had to give her back her damn books and I had to apologize because she's really good, the perfect child blah blah blah blah blah[/s][/i].

When I was 8 I started to sing in my room I didn't want anyone to know about this because it was "oh so girly". It was an embarrassment for me if someone could see or hear me sing. They only knew my outer self, my tough exterior. On the outside I was like any normal boy my age. I loved to play, I watch the hunger games a lot of times, sometimes I catch myself chuckling if a tribute gets killed[/i], which was a habit I try to stop but couldn't. Slowly over the years m voice started to become better. So did my devious plans for Mercury. Most of it truly are jokes, because I wouldn't do anything to hurt my annoying[/s][/i] dear sister. But my plans started to become less and less as the years past, maybe it was because I was becoming more mature. But my jealousy stayed in my heart, like a tattoo. Every time she plays the piano, the violin or any other instrument she gets her hand on. Her voice was like of an angel sent down from heaven, and me just a background to the perfect sister in the whole world, not[/s][/i]. It was very difficult to be her brother. She would always get the lime light ever since we were small, but did I ever complain?, hell no. I just let her shine, but her reign would come to a close when I show her my real talent[/i].

Then when I became ten I heard about this "opera" thing, all because I heard mercury talk about it at home when she told our parents she wanted to be an opera singer, that wanna-be. It sounded really interesting but also very girly. My reputation would be in the line if I did go there. But it would be a good place to show off my talent. Doubts were filling my head one by one, I was afraid of people judging me because I went to see the opera. But then one day I saw Mercury hand a flier to my mom and dad, she was begging them to take her there Without me!, That witch.[/i][/s] and it was also a perfect alibi if people see me there. I won't go with my parents and Mercury because they think I wouldn't like it, so I'll just sneak out and go see and if people ask why I'm there I'll say my parents are inside with Mercury.A perfect plan but the catch was, my parents told her no. But she was very insistent she kept asking them everyday, which was fine by me because she was wasting her energy while I was just here relaxing. But finally my parents gave up and said yes, maybe they wanted some peace and quiet because she's really annoying if she wants something, another reason why I admire her but don't tell her I said that.[/i]

if i believe in all the words I'm saying
and if a word from you can bring a better day
then all i have are these games that I've been playing
to keep my hope from crumbling away
so let me lie and let me go on sleeping

The day they took off they thought I was playing outside but little did they know I was hiding behind the bushes, wearing a jacket with hood. I looked like a robber in the district, peacekeepers were also giving me suspicious stares. But nonetheless I still stalk them from behind. They never even knew I was following, I mean who would want to follow my parents we weren't that rich and my parents were not that well known in our district, so why do they have to bother with looking behind their backs. Until they entered the opera house, there were a lot of people going in the stadium. I didn't want to enter it through the door because they might ask me where my parents are so I went to the back of the dome and saw that there was a tiny open window, it was also big enough to bring me in opera house. I was also very fortunate to see a huge tree branch close to the open window. I climbed the tree and went into the window, tumbling as I went in the window. It lead me to the back stage lucky for me everyone was very busy to notice me. So I hid behind their costumes waiting for them to clear the room. After a few minutes they did, I sneaked out of there and made my way to the side of the stage and hid behind stacks of wooden boxes.

I saw that the performers were singing and acting at the same time. Acting, I also wanted to do that it looks very cool. There was this girl in the middle who was very good at singing she hit all the notes and her voice was really loud. It was a very so-real moment, it felt like I was in heaven, maybe I really was[/i]. I was very amused but little did I know someone spotted me, a man. He grabbed me by the shoulders and brought me to his dressing room. He asked what I was doing there, and I answered it honestly. I don't know why but I trusted him[/i]. He had a lot of questions and I answered each and everyone of them truthfully. Finally he said "Do you want me to teach you how to sing and act?" obviously I would say yes, but I forgot how we got to that subject[/i]. After that he brought me out and told me that he will mentor me everyday at one pm to three pm. I was very happy, that I ran all the way home before my parents got there and quickly went to my room to change so for the rest of the night I was happy, I even forgot to prank Mercury[/i].

So everyday for the next three years he taught me how to sing and if we had extra time he would teach me how to act. Then when I was fourteen He told me that there was a spot in the opera gang, he forced me to audition but I told him that I have to think it through first. The day after that I made my mind set that I would join, when I asked him if the spot was still open, he said "Oh, Keagan you took so long someone already took the spot.". I asked who but already had a sneaking suspicion that I knew who it was then he approved my suspicion when he said "A girl named.... Mercury.". I was very angry when I heard, we even ended the lesson because I walked out and went home to set up a really evil plan, but then I stopped myself.

I thought hard if I really still wanted to prank her, but another thought struck me what if I challenge her to a sing off?[/i]. That's when I said "I could beat her if we do a sing off.", I went home with that brilliant idea but when I arrived I found that I lost the courage to challenge her with that I also lost my will to practice with my friend, but I still continued to sing and I would also act now and then because my friend gave me a script to one of their operas[/i]. So through dinner I was in a really bad mood while she babbled about how she got the job in the opera house blah blah blah blah blah[/i][/s]. So that was when the green monster planted it's child in my heart, and it never went away. Everyday I would look at her with annoyance and envy. I didn't care if she noticed I hated her[/i] and I wanted her to know it. Everything that is wrong with my life is her fault, she's the favored one, the perfect child, the talented child[/i]. She already took everything from me, my parents love, people's attention she has everything while I have nothing. Then one day, I heard Mercury nagging about how the opera was closing. Actually I just heard her say the words "Opera" and "Closing". But I was smart enough to know what they mean because they were placed in one sentence and she looked defeated. I wanted to confirm what I thought so I went to my friend, and as I thought it was closing down. He said that the girl who played the lead quit because of some sort of problem with her life but I honestly didn't care, all I was happy about Mercury not being able to pursue her dream[/i].

But after sometime I heard rumors that the opera was opening up again and that it was under new management. Now I was more confident in singing in front of them I auditioned. But to my surprise the new management was Mercury and her friend. I was shaking when I saw her but then hatred controlled me again. I went in not caring what people thought of me, I shut Mercury up before she could comment on why I was her and just sang. I sang my hatred out, my sadness, my anger, basically everything I felt I let it all out. Then after that Mercury commented about my singing, but I tuned her out all I heard was blah blah blah[/i] but when Mercury's friend spoke he said that I was in and that he was happy to have me on board. I walked out of that room feeling relief and happiness. My courage to challenge Mercury was back I was ready to kick her ass, but I wasn't ready for people to see me challenge her because she is so good[/i]. After that 2 years came and went and I was in the opera gang doing what I love. I also met this beautiful and talented girl. She became my inspiration to do well but I was afraid to talk to her. I was afraid that she might think I'm stupid because I stutter when I talk to her but I know I'll get the courage someday. But for Mercury. Hell Yeah I was ready to challenge her[/i].And one day I might just be able to be the one in her spot. [/color][/blockquote][/justify][/size]

and i will lose myself in palaces of sand
and all the fantasies that i have been keeping
will make the empty hours easier to stand

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i know that everybody has a dream
everybody has a dream
everybody has a dream
and this is my dream, my own
just to be at home. and to be all alone...with you

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<Template>: Taken from amazing people with a few of my ideas.
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<SONG>: Everybody has a Dream | Billy Joel
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