User blog comment:Cloveismywife/The Vengeance Games/@comment-5159482-20121116155627

The D12 reaping if Sian was dating Theo (XD many years of difference) instead of Jonah. And if she was a Career fan. And a Taylor Swift lover XD.

LOVE! I love these Games! I wait for this all my life... I really love all the District 4 tributes. Well, Theo thinks that they suck, but he got a poor dsitrict, so he is jealous right now. And now we're going to District 12, where I hate most than any district. I LOVE THE WAY THAT ALL THE TRIBUTES FROM THIS DISTRICT WERE KILLED WITHOUT MERCY BY THE CAREERS. I think they should killed Katniss and Peeta, because they suck as Sasha's smell. We literally have zero chance of winning again, because the Careers are better. I look to my right and see Destiny trying to talk to that new and retarded 11 girl.

"Why do you keep saying Koume? If you say Koume again, you are a fucking bitch," she syas laughing.

"Koume," the girl replies.

"Hahahaha! This is so funny. Do you want to try, Sian?" Destiny asks laughing her head off

"Sure! Right now" I say

The girl shakes her head. "If you say Koume, smell as garbage!"

"No, I am not that stupid" the girl stammers. She extends her middle finger and Destiny laughs of my face.

"Hahaha! Sian failed, I am the one! If I am the one, say Koume little bitch!" She yells, pointing to Koume

"Koume," the girl says again. Destiny starts to get crazy and I see that Hex is cracking up from the other side of the room. I know I'm bad and mean when it comes to social situations, but I'm better than Hex. I walk into the other car where Jonah is and sit down.

"I want to do it more and more," I tell him.

"Do what?" he asks.

"Everything. Mentoring, riding the train, watching these poor kids die. It's so good," I say.

"Everybody want to do this, but we have to.This is why I won," Jonah tells me. I agree.

"Now arriving at a poor district! No one touching on nothing or you will die," chirps Colo. The train comes to an abrupt stop, and the victors file out. Only one more after this. Then it's training and all of the tribute stuff. We walk to the District 12 reaping area, also known as Satan's home or my home, and stand behind the stage, waiting for the dumb escort, Hawk Poppel, to say something. And of course he does. He introduces us to the crowd, and they don't cheer. They never do. What reason would they have to cheer? Maybe because I won the f*cking Games for them. They are hypocrite... and weak.

"Let's get this thing over with. The prostitutes, oops ladies first," Hawk says, sticking his hand in the girl's bowl. "Phoenix Ironsmith!" he shouts. A girl steps forward and my eyes go wide. She has red skin. Like it's actually red. She looks like she's been cooked over a fire. Her face looks like it can break at any second, and her misty grey eyes seem to be on the verge of crying. She reminds me of the Satan, or I get it. Satan's home... She getting reaped... Good joke, Cloveismywife. She stands next to Hawk Poppel. The crowd is silent. "And for the boys we have Ridge Hillsong!" Hawk announces. A quiet, yet strong looking boy walks up to the stage. He's confident, but not cocky. I think I can't work with these two. District 12 sucks one more time. Well, this will repeat for the rest of the Hunger Games "And for the revived tributes, we have," Hawk begins. I hope it's no one from my Games. They all sucked. "Gabriel DiPablo and McKenna Konity!" he says. I have no idea who they are.

"How did they do in their Games?" I ask to a idiot girl called Sasha.

"4th and 9th," she says, "And McKenna's 9th was in a Quell the same size as your's." Wow. Well, the districts 1, 2 and 4 still better.

"Theo, reserve "Red" of Taylor Swift now on Panemtunes." Taylor is better.