Dec. 30, 2014, 6 p.m.
The 103rd Annual Hunger Games: Chariot Ride
M - Words: 832 - Last Updated: Dec 30, 2014 Story: Closed - Chapters: 9/? - Created: Nov 25, 2013 - Updated: Nov 25, 2013 203 0 0 0 0
Sorry its so short. I didnt want to add anything else. Hope yall dont mind. Dont worry. Im going to have a chapter where it says everyones name, district, age, etc. And if you guys want, you can vote in the reviews whose going to win, because I kind of need help with that because I have no idea where to go with this and who will win. Also you can still write your fav couples in the reviews (please). Luvs yall. I might post another chapter today but I might be too lazy. Bye!!!! Oh, and I watched the episode that Finn says he wants to go into the army last night for the first time (I havent seen the second half of the third season and first half of the fourth. Worst gleek ever I know) and when carol told him what happened to his dad, I was almost crying because thats how Finn/Cory died too. I was like HE DIED THE SAME WAY AS HIS FATHER?! THAT IS SO PERFECT/HORRIBLE!!!! And I was (sort of) babysitting a three year old and he was like its okay that he died. He was a bad person and Im like NO HE WAS NOT!!!! And we were arguing over that for a bit. Sorry. I might be rambling. Bye babes!!!
Kurt stood, leaning against a wall. He was absentmindedly stroking his silversatin sleeved arm.
Sapphire really did well on his costume. He was wearing a long sleeved silver satin button down, soft black pants, and he had silver highlighter on his cheekbones, etc. He didnt look flamboyant as he usually did, he looked classy.
Apparently District One was doing a present theme this year. He was scared that Rachel was wearing something resembling the costumes they wore on Lady Gaga week in glee club two years before.
A few minutes later, Rachel walked out looking... Really freaking amazing.
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Rachel walked out of her dressing room, nervous for what Kurt would say. He knew everything there was to know about fashion. He was also still mad at her for flirting with Brody. He also excelled at bitchy remarks. She didnt want to feel even more self conscious on the chariot.
She stood straight, biting her lip anxiously as Kurts eyes judged her costume.
"Damn, Rachel, you look amazing."
Rachels eyes went wide. She hadnt been expecting a complement. She did look amazing, but so did Kurt and he knew it. She was wearing a gold strapless gown that created curves, gold stilettos, a gold bow in her hair and gold highlighter swept on gently with a masters hand.
His theme was silver and hers was gold. Her star necklace looked amazing with the gown. Maybe if she dressed this way more often, she wouldnt be made fun of as much. Just a thought. She wasnt thinking of getting rid of her reindeer sweaters, plaid miniskirts, and comfy knee socks. Not at all. In fact, maybe people would even think of her as a slut if she dressed this way a lot. No. She was definitely sticking with her schoolgirl style. She got Finn, anyway. What else mattered?
"Rachel? Hello?" Kurt was waving his head in front of Rachels face. "Earth to Rachel."
"Sorry, what?" She looked at him blankly.
"I said were going in the chariots now." He said, pulling Rachels arm.
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Santanas eyes were closed as Cinna slid on her costume. She hoped she didnt look too ridiculous. Katniss Everdeen looked pretty good, though, and Cinna designed that too.
"Open." Cinna said, after he was all done putting on Santanas costume. She opened her eyes.
Santana gasped. She looked amazing. This year, District Twelves theme was smoke. She wore a loose sleeveless silk dress that went down to right above her knees. At the top it was light gray and tight, but starting at her waist, it got loose and faded to black. She had smoky eyes, and intense red lipstick, which contrasted beautifully with the gray and black. She loved it.
She walked out and twirled for Blaine, who was already done.
"Santana! You look amazing!"
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Blaine excitedly waited for Santana to be finished. He actually liked wearing fancy clothes. He felt like a little kid playing dress up, except that everything actually fit.
When Santana walked out and gave him a little twirl, he was dumbfounded. She looked way better than he did. If he liked girls that way, he would probably be pretty into her.
"Santana! You look amazing!" He wore a gray suit, with light gray on top and dark gray on the bottom. His shoes were pitch black. He felt like he looked boring compared to her.
He held out his arm like a gentleman, and led her to the chariots, not noticing the blush and shy smile of a girl in love.
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Kurt looked around quickly to see whose costumes were fab and whose were drab. He also skimmed the crowds for any potential threats.
From District Two, there was a short, bitchy looking girl, who was probably pretty lethal. Her name was Cat or something.
Also from District Two, was a guy with a mohawk, who looked like he was more bark than bite.
From District Four, there was a hot blonde guy with fish lips and amazing abs. He may be a threat.
From District Five, there was a blonde girl with Down syndrome, who really shouldnt be allowed in the Games. Why do they let people with disabilities play? Its completely unfair. She looked pretty dangerous, though. She was cursing and giving dirty looks to everyone.
From District Seven, there was some guy named Jesse, who looked pretty good. His stylist did pretty good.
From District Nine, there was a gorgeous blonde girl, who looked like she knew how to fight.
From District Twelve, there was a Latina girl who looked surprisingly well fed and fierce for a girl from District Twelve. She probably gets all the boys in her District, except she was giving heart eyes to the ditzy looking blonde girl from District Eight.
Kurt glanced over to the short boy from District Twelve. Kurts heart nearly stopped. He was beautiful. He had curly dark hair, warm brown eyes and triangular eyebrows. Kurt had to have this boy.
He was jerked out of his thoughts. The chariot was moving, and hed almost fallen off. Time to wave lovingly to possible sponsors. He sighed. This was going to be a long night.