Arizona Nightingale District 6 *complete*

I'm Arizona, I have black hair and dark green eyes. I'm around 5' 7" in height and I weigh 64 kg. I tan easily despite my pale skin. My hair is mid-length, just over my shoulder. I am fairly skinny yet I am a bit muscular.

I usually wear bright-ish colours, varying mostly in reds and yellows. But I have no objections to dark colours like blacks and browns. I usually prefer long skirts and long sleeves because the sleeves cover up the scar running down the side of my left arm. I wear flat shoes that are usually quite flimsy and I prefer not wearing them at all. I hate having my hair up, so it blows about in the wind a lot.

I have a small button nose and thick eyelashes. My eyebrows are thin, but they fit my features. My eyebrows and eyelashes match my hair in colour. My hands are quite small however my fingers are long. For my age group I also have fairly small feet. Along with that I have a heart shaped face too.

My lips are quite thin and my teeth are slightly crooked, not much though. My eyes are usually quite harsh and it's rare to catch me smiling. I have long nails, although I occasionally bite them. I know I shouldn't. It's just a bad habit.

I'm quiet. Usually mistaken for weak, however, I like sport and as such became quite strong. People underestimate me and I hate it. I have a foul temper when it is raining or I didn't get enough sleep. Most people think that as a girl, I can't stand up for myself, but I know how to use a few weapons - well, my fists only to be honest. I have been trying to train myself for The Hunger Games because I'm scared of being unprepared if I am chosen.

I like books, and plants. I look for plants for fun because I enjoy the wilderness. Animals tend to flee from me because of how I train. Quite violent by nature because of The Games. I'm scared of death and yet I know I could die if chosen, I'm determined not to go down without a fight.

Flaws? I have a few. I have a weak spot for those younger and less prepared than myself. I absolutely hate when I see people die in front of me. However, being from a medical background, it has happened in the past. My pet hate is when I am not surrounded by nature. It makes me feel uncomfortable. I feel alone.

I have a foul temper which usually gets me into trouble. I also have a tendency to get into trouble. I snap at a lot of authority figures because I don't like treating people with respect if they don't show me the same courtesy. I have a hobby of yelling and I don't even realise most of the time when I am. I'm just loud in general I guess. When I even talk at all. I said I was quiet, and I am but I do open up to certain people. Reluctantly, but I do.

Some would call me insane. They are right. I talk to myself and I realise it is something abnormal in most places. I'm terrified of squirrels but I tend to be quite fond of mockingjays and ducks. Most animals steer clear of me. I've been called nuts before in my life and I hated it. Squirrels eat nuts. I do NOT want to become a squirrel's dinner.

My brother died of an illness before a medicine was distributed. Since then, I vowed to try and win the Hunger Games if I became a tribute. I have been in training to keep my parents business going. Once they die, they want me to take over. I'm nervous, despite my training, I don't think I'm good enough.

I often collect herbs and plants that can be used in medicine. Sometimes they are given to the Capitol to help their scientists though. I've met a few people from the Capitol. To be honest I don't like them much. Never did because of how they act, and what they do to us. Placing district against district, even friend against friend. They always mentioned the games. Yet I never realised how intense they were. As they were called the Games.

My childhood was happy. However, I sometimes got lonely. I never had time to make friends, always focusing on the future and on how to train. Training was also my way of releasing pent up anger. It was always extremely effective. It calmed me. Still does. Although, I know I'm far from perfect in the fight.

When I explained about my appearance, I mentioned about a scar on my left arm. This was caused when I tried to run on my thirteenth birthday. I knew the reaping would happen soon, and I was terrified. I wouldn't have stood a chance. However, as I ran, tried to anyway, I tripped. The cobbles on the road were loose and I scraped down my left arm due to the angle I fell at. I was found, and taken to the reaping when it came. The relief when I wasn't picked was unexplainable. The scar on my arm though, will always be a horrible reminder of my pain, my fear and the reaping.