Drew Cardrew-District Seven

Drew is a tall boy. He is around 5'10, taller than most boys of his age. When he's walking in the halls, he sees almost clearly past everyone's heads. He has some muscle build up from hauling around large branches and pulling up tree trunks in the woods. He also has a few scars across his arms and chest, again from working in the woods for several years.

Drew has light brown hair that he normally keeps spiked up. He figured out a way to mix some yellow berries, crushed yellow flowers, and a little bit of hair gel to give himself blonde highlights. (If this isn't possible, you can just ignore it). He is tan, about the color of toast (sorry for the weird reference), and has sparkling hazel eyes with flecks of green throughout them.

Drew is your basic loner. Aside from a small group of friends he has, no one really pays much attention to him. Teachers and students alike. When he's around his friends, though, he's a totally different person. He's happy and excitable. He's very shy around people he doesn't know, especially cute guys.

Drew is a logical thinker. Before doing anything, he goes over every possibility that could come out of the action. He has a hard time trusting people, for the fear of being hurt, so allies in the Games, if he's chosen, would probably be at a minimum.

He tends to hold all of his anger inside him and wait until he is far from everyone to release it. He usually just cries or hits something.

Drew lives with his mother and father in the "middle class" part of District Seven. They all get a bit depressed every year around Game time. Drew lost his thirteen year old sister, Nessa, in a previous Hunger Games and they haven't really gotten over it yet. This is the main reason why Drew is so quiet and why people stopped picking on him.

Drew and Nessa were closer than ever. They did everything together; whether it be walking to school or falling asleep on the couch together. Drew was the person who taught Nessa how to use an axe. Drew often remembers the time when he was the one to tuck her in every night.

When Drew was only six, and Nessa was four, their family lived in the extremely poor side of Seven. They were barely scraping by, and the kids were still too young to work. One day Drew's mother managed to pull a job in a paper making factory, and they finally had enough to abandon the one bedroom shack and move into their decent sized house now.

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