Watching

[Galesgirl]

Omg(: I can't wait!!!! and no about the subtle thing, its soo good. Like I really want to know..

[TheFoxFacedOne]

Aww thanks. Can I ask you a favour? Could you please help me spread the word about Watching because I'd love to have some more feedback, advice and help with ideas. Thanks again for the support

[Galesgirl]

suree(:

[TheFoxFacedOne]

I'm really enjoying writing this, I hope everyone enjoys reading it .
Any in this chapter we meet the 3rd and final protagonist, Stella!

Chapter 2: Stella
The girl in the mirror scowls back at me. The dress she's wearing is rosy pink with purple pokka dots and frilly lace around the skirt. It looks cute, but this girl doesn't do cute. Jeans and shirts are usually her style but unfortunately that sort of thing is frowned upon at the Reaping.
"Does it still fit?" Dad asks as he enters my room.
"Yes" I mutter resentfully. This would be a good thing if it didn't originally belong to a girl 3 years younger me. But that girl was my farther's sister, Nina, my aunt. I never met her because this very day 24 years ago she was taken away from home and thrown into the Arena. She didn't make it, she 13 years old.
Now every year, half out of respect and half out of not owning any other dresses, I wear the dress she wore when her world was turned upside down. It doesn't exactly give me comfort on this day that's filled with so much uncertainty, but it makes my farther seem more at ease, knowing that a piece of his much loved sister remains, especially today.
"Who's mentoring this year?" I ask, trying to take attention away from the fact that I look more like I'm going to attend a tea party at the Justice Building than going to the Reaping. The look of bitterness on Dad's face says it all: Cole Livingstone, the boy who lived when my aunt died.
Many people say that Cole and my Dad were once the very best of friends, but since his victor, Dad has refused to speak to him. He must have done something terrible because he's the only person my Dad has ever had a grudge against.
"Who else?" I ask trying to tare him away from thoughts about his former best friend. Every district is assigned two mentors, one for each tribute, although they can still be mentored together. Except district 12 who only has 1 living victor.
"Torey Lawrence, it'll be her first time."He answers. Torey is our latest victor, having won the Games only 7 years ago. She proved to be very popular with the Capital, I'm surprised she hasn't mentored before. It's probably because they love her so much that they keep her there for many months at a time. I glance out the window to see that people are already gathering in The Square down the street.
"Time to go" Dad murmurs, struggling to hold back the memories of that faithful day.

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I can almost smell the fear emanating from the girls around me as I take my place in the 16 year old girls section. But I have not time to wallow in my own as are district's escort Cassia D'Lancy, an infuriatingly enthusiastic woman, wearing a corsage half the size of her head in her bright red hair, takes hold of the mike.
"Welcome one and all to the Reaping! Today one lucky young man and woman will be chosen to represent District 7 in the 68th Hunger Games!" As she waffles on I catch a sight of Cole's son. He's easy to spot because while all the other boys are wearing hand me down suits his navy blue one seems brand new and has a shine to it which, seemed to be the fashion in the Capital last year because all the men were wearing them. It's strange to think that if events had gone differently, me and this boy who I can't even remember the name of, might have grown up together.
The sharp intake of breaths tell me it's time to pick the girl's name out from the great glass ball. Cassia rummages around for a few seconds before pulling out one slip of paper.
Suddenly all the fear I've been holding back today surges through my body as she walks back too the micke and unravels the piece of paper! So by the time she shouts out:
"Stella Grimeshaw!"
I'm to numb to be shocked.

[missingllama]

OMG. I LOVE THIS CHAPTER!!!

[Galesgirl]

AHHHHH!! this is soooo gooodd!!!! It's sad!:( but reaallllyy realllyy goodd:)

[Annie]

This is sooooooo Amazing<3 i realllyy want to know what happens!!!

[TheFoxFacedOne]

Yay, 2 more readers !
I really didn't expect this kind of reaction to the story, especially to chapter 2 because I was tired (that's why there are a few spelling and grammar mistakes) and didn't know how well it had turned out, but judging by your reactions it turned out OK .
Anyway Chapter 3 will be up tomorrow.

[Galesgirl]

Okayy(: cant wait!!

[TheFoxFacedOne]

Chapter 3:Cole

I don't have to turn around to know where the cry of disbelief and anguish is coming from.
"Nina?! Nina no, no it can't be her!"
But I can see the small girl slowly making her way to the stage, her dark auburn hair flowing down the back of her pink and purple dress.There's only one person it could possibly be.
But Ethan still refuses to believe it. He grabs my shoulders and turns me around to face the the stormy waters of his eyes.
"This can't be happening, Cole, please tell me it's not happening!" But before I can say anything, the peacekeepers pull him away from me and I'm being pushed towards her. Her brother was yelling so loud I couldn't even hear my name being called.

I struggle to remind myself that little Nina isn't standing in front me now.The hair tumbling down her shoulders isn't red like hers; it's just a girl wearing clothes. But I know who this girl is, and when the Sun hits the back of her head, reviling hidden strikes of copper,it might as well be her. I might as will be 24 years in the past.
"Now it's time to pick our male tribute", chirps Cassia, utterly oblivious to this girl's family history. Her aunt's name was lost among the countless number who've died in the Games years ago.
I don't know if it's the way she gasps after reading the paper she's drawn out or the helpless sense of deja vu, but I know it's him before she even says his name.
"Jedrek Livingstone!"