User blog:TheMysteriousGeek/The Olympic Games

As you know, the Holiday Contest has started, and I am doing the Olympics. These Games are going to have three parts, and three narrators, but anyone could win.

How the Games will work:
All of the tributes will be entered in a different Olympic event, and the one that does the least well in each event will be exterminated. The last one left wons. Simple as that

Tributes:

 * If a tribute have a star like this *, next to their training score this means that they either rebelled, cheated, bribed or other illegal methods. This lead to their score.

Part 1: Equality (Narrator: Noelle Vignios)
The reapings for the Olympic Games take place today, and also they are going to unveil the 23 events that the games will contain.

My home in District 12 is one of the best places in the district, and that is because I am rich.

"Noelle. The reapings." My brother Nevel yells from down the stairs. "Make yourself look pretty, you only have an hour."

After Navel said this, I entered my on suite bathroom, and started washing my hair, and 45 minutes later, I started on my makeup, and I spent an hour doing this.

While I was spending a blissful hour doing my makeup and choosing my outfit, Navel was yelling at me to get downstairs and to the reapings.

After I looked perfect, I got downstairs and he hurried to the reapings. We were very, very late. The mayor stared at me like I was a complete idiot. I was shoved into the 15 year old section, and I turned around to see the idiot, Herflex Nome, who thinks that he is the best fighter in the world. But he is not.

Finally, the mayor finishes his boring speech, turning to the hot escort, Jamie Brown, his blond hair glistens in the sun, his green eyes glow like sapphires, his skin is deeply tanned.

"Right, the first name, the girl, is................. Noelle Vignios!" He purrs gently.

Wait, I was reaped. The scream escaped my throat, terrifying everyone out of their wits, Navel blushes, covering Nicolas' ears so that his eardrums don't break.

I got up to the stage, and immediatly, all of my worries are forgotten because the dreamy Jamie is staring at me!

However, he turns around and says:

"Right, the last name, the boy, is........ Leonardo Westlake!" He purrs again.

A young boy comes out of the 12 year old section, and everyone is silent- people don't like 12 year olds being reaped.

"WAIT! STOP! I VOLENTEER!" Herflex screams, pushing Leonardo to the floor and then sprinting to the stage, a massive grin on his face. He shakes Jamie's hand and then sits down. This happened in less then a minute.

"Ok, we have the tributes! Thank you very much!" Jamie smiles gracefully.

However, behind him, me and Herflex were glaring at each other quite viscously and vemonusly. It was a competition to see which one would survive longer, and If we could base it on the glaring contest, I'd lose.