District 1 female tribute (Everdeen555)

Name: Jemima Electra

Age: 16

District: 1 luxury

Family: Dad, Mum and younger Sister

Appearance: long Blonde/Ginger wavy hair, 6'1 foot tall, really long legs, scattering of freckles on her nose, long sharp nails, Topaz eyes and really curvy boby shape.

Weapon of choice: knives

Intro:

I wake up to my little sister Flora bouncing on my bed, her wavy blonde hair flying everywhere, I giggle at how cute she is I will miss her when I go into the Games, but I am ready to volunteer now I have been at the top of my class in training and I already told all of my friends and family that I am going to. There is no going back now. If I don't do it now the odds will not be in my favour, my trainers have told me that I am on top form this year and if I wait too long I will have no chance and I will be considered a coward, which I most definitely am not.

After breakfast I wrote letters to my parents and little sister to give to them when I say my goodbyes before I head to the Capitol. My Mum comes into my room just as I seal the letter, but she does not question it, and gives me a flowing purple dress with tiny diamonds sewn all over it, it was beautiful. I hugged my Mum before getting changed and tying my hair into a neat ballet bun, leaving a single strand to sit perfectly in front of my ear and form a perfect ringlet. I put on my silver pumps and I walked to the town square, trying to mentally prepare myself, repeating four words in my head "stick to the strategy". I left my family and lost myself among the crowd of girls. There were the usual procedures then the Capitol woman squeaked in the accent I wish was slightly more serious "Ladies first!" she must love her job. She trotted over to the bowl full of girl's names and plucked out a piece of paper...I got ready to shout... "Glory Prince!" she squeaked, a girl with brown hair that had lavender highlights stepped forward... I waited for a moment, then stepped out of the crowd. Wow I thought I was near the back. "I volunteer as Tribute!" I said boldly no expression in particular on my face. "Well we seem to have a volunteer!" The Escort whose name had completely slipped my mind squawked, "And your name is?" she asked

"Jemima Electra" I said with a smirk. The Escort smiled at me then proceeded to the boys. The rest was a blur of crowds, crying and goodbyes. I remember being careful not to cry though because I must not seem weak. So I guess that brings me to now, I am currently being escorted to the amazing train that will take me to my fete, I have no idea what to expect but I hope it is good!

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