Emma Roberts - District 1

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"God, mom!" I scream. "If I'm going to be the one in the Hunger Games this year I need to be stunning! S-T-U-N-N-I-N-G! Don't you understand?!"

She lays a hand on my shoulder but I quickly whip it off. "I do understand that this is important do you honey, but I want you to calm down." She says in her soothing tone.

I take a deep breath and fan my eyes with my hand, I am not letting my mascara run. I have enough on my plate already with my dad dropping and breaking my diamond earrings. He's such a... Never mind.

"Now, Emma. I'll let you wear my pearl necklace instead. I'll even let you keep it!"

I smile lightly, and turn back to my vanity. She walks out of the room to retrieve the necklace then returns, draping it around my neck. One look at myself in the mirror helps me think I'll look okay without my earrings.

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After trying on my whole wardrobe I finally choose a pink dress, pink gucci heels, a light pink clutch purse, pink lipstick, pearl necklace and matching earrings and I straightened my blonde hair.

Walking to the District One Town Square I make sure not to step in any mud. I don't want to ruin my heels.

Once I get my finger pricked, I walk over to the sixteen year old area. I obviously look great, but I blend in with the other girls my age. All we want if we get chosen is look amazing.

You might be wondering since we're all careers, "Why doesn't everyone just volunteer since they're all talented and want to be picked?" Well, to get away from that problem, we made a rule that you can't volunteer for anyone over 13, but you can volunteer for anyone under that age.

Our District 1 escort, Raelyn Praesidium walks out on stage, wobbling in her six inch stiletto heels. She looks ridiculous with her spiky jet black hairdo and her cheetah print tutu. You guys don't even want to know what else her getup includes.

She smiles her perfect teeth smile at us and taps the microphone. The sound booms through the crowd, and we all hush to a silence. Twenty thousand child eyes stare at her as she starts to speak.

"Hello children, and welcome to the 128th annual Hunger Games!" She smiles again. "It's good to see you all again, and it's good to see new young faces!" The twelve year olds cheer because this is new for them, but this is her speech from years ago.

She presses her lips together, clearly embarrassed yet again that no one except the new, and not fully trained kids cheered for her. Then gets ready to talk again.

"Now, to choose who should be reaped first, boys or girls, we'll do the annual cheering competition. Since there are the twelve year olds, we'll explain again." She looks to the area for the twelve year olds. "I'll say a gender, then the gender that I said, will cheer. We'll do both girls and boys then who ever cheered the loudest will be reaped first." She folds her hands. "Are you guys ready?" We all yell "Yeah!" And all the other types of "Yes".

"Okay, so... Boys!" All the boys cheer and yell as loud as they can. I already know they won, so when Raelyn yells "Girls!" I stand there with my arms folded. We sound pathetic. I can't wait to show Panem that I'm not some wussy girl that can only follow the boys around. I can and will show the capital that I'm their material. Then maybe they'll let me live there. I laugh to myself.

She wobbles over to the mens bowl and shoots her hand in and shoots it out in one quick motion. She carefully unfolds the crisp white paper and clears her throat.

"The male tribute for this years Hunger Games shall be..." She pauses for dramatic affect. "Dylan O'Brien!" I roll my eyes.

I know him. He's a seventeen year old and is very attractive. I can't have him distract me from my victory I deserve, and the best way to do that is to ignore him and act like I don't care about his muscles... And his puppy dog eyes... And his-SNAP OUT OF IT!

I get back to reality and notice Raelyn is already unfolding the card for the girl tribute. I press my lips together, come on, come on! Could she go any slower?!

"The girl representing District 1 for this years hunger games is," I clench my gut. "Emma Roberts."