Adellia Montage, D12, Fin

Name: Adellia Montage

Age: Sixteen

Gender: Female

District/Area: District Twelve

Appearance:

It's hard to describe myself, at least, it's hard for me. I have honey blonde hair to the middle of my back, which I usually wear loose, and blue eyes. My complexion is sort of pale, and I have an angular sort of face, with a kind of wide but, I think, not unpretty mouth. I am five feet five inches tall, and pretty skinny, though I do have some half-decent curves in the right places. I'm not beautiful, I wouldn't say so, anyhow, but at least no one could seriously claim I am ugly, either.



I dress really casually, not that I have a choice - it's not as if we have extra money to spend on lots of clothes for me: I have one nice dress for Reaping days and special occassions, though; knee-length and pink with red trim. But I don't mind, because, like I said, just throw me into a long-sleeve tee and denims and I'm happy. I don't worry much about my looks, I never wear any makeup, not that we have any, though I do have a pair of tiny pearl earrings.

Personality:

I think I have a pretty nice personality, though I would get totally embarrassed to have to talk about me. I am quiet, though, and not very outgoing, but when I do interact with my peers, I try hard to be kind, and nice, and I hope people like me at least a little. I think they do, because while I am not very close with anyone, I do have some friends. Sometimes, I get very sad, and I can't help it, or figure out why. When I am like that, I feel like I am not good enough, and I can go for days just dragging myself to school and home to do my chores, and then collapse into bed the first moment my dad lets me.



When I am not all down, though, one thing I love to do is read. I was terrified the first time I ventured into the black market with a few small coins, but I made myself go because I heard that some seller there had books: old, moldering ones, to be sure, but yes, there were books, and that made me truly happy. I like stories of fantasy and romance the best. Sometimes I daydream about being a fairy or a princess (which is like being a Capitolite) so I guess I am kind of immature, too.



I try to be a good daughter, and not act on too many of the silly impulses I have. I keep my opinions about things, almost any kind of important thing, like the Hunger Games, and the President, and Panem, strictly to myself. They would only upst my dad and get me in trouble if I told anyone but him. But secretly, I hate the Capitol. And I am scared to death that I will be reaped, though I never have taken any tesserae.

History:

My dad is a miner, his name is Winfred. My mother was a teacher, but she died when I was only three, trying to give birth to the brother I never had, because he died, too. I can't remember her, and we only have one picture of her, so that makes me feel sort of sad sometimes when I think about it. Really, though, I am lucky to be an only child: we don't have much, but dad makes just enough that we almost always have food on the table for the two of us. I am really grateful for the kind of man my dad is, too, because I have seen enough and read enough to know that he could easily have ignored me or worse after mom died. But he didn't - he is a great man, and I know he loves me very much, which does more to keep me behaving decently than any rules ever could.



I do well in school, I am, I guess, pretty smart, and I figure I owe it to my mom to get the best education I can, since that is what she based her career on. I don't get in trouble - like I said, I am pretty quiet, but I have won a couple of prizes for excellence, which made my dad proud, so it was worth the world to me. The only thing I do that I shouldn't is visit the Hob for books, but he understands that, and when ever we have a few cents left over he often gives them to me for a new old book.



I have a couple of fairly decent friends, girls mainly. I have not yet had a boyfriend, though I have to admit I would love for some boy to sweep me off my feet just like in a story; when it comes to talking to real boys, however, I get all awkward and shy and never know what to say. I think a few boys might like me, but I get too nervous to really find out. Oh well, that's something to look forward to in the future, right? Oh, and I plan on being a teacher, like my mom, when I am grown up in a few years. If something horrible and tragic, like being Reaped, doesn't happen to me, at least.

Codeword: Odair

Other: Playby = Letha Godfrey