The 83rd Hunger Games | Accepting!!

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District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
I shook my head. "No. I'm the first in my family to be chosen as a tribute," I shrug as if it were nothing. Which it really wasn't. I loved my family, and they loved me. But they didn't count on me to survive. My other brothers can take care of them all on their own. My fate was pretty simple. Win or die. Grant went silent, which made me tilt my head to the side. "Something wrong, Fishboy?"

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(XD Fishboy! I cracked up )

District 4||Capitol||Grant

Grant nodded at her fist sentence, thinking to himself, Lucky. She's pretty lucky, then. The boy stayed silent for a moment at her next comment, thinking of what to say. But instead, he went with what he would normally say, trying to brighten up the mood. "Fishboy, that's the best you got, Jackalope?" After a moment's silence, he gave a small laugh. "Haha. My comeback was lame. Agreed?"

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District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
"Agreed," I giggle, rolling my eyes at him. "Watch it," I growl playfully, "I wouldn't want you to be on my bad side."

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District 4||Capitol||Grant

Grant laughed. "Me? On ANYONE'S bad side? No, no, no!" He laughed, rolling his eyes jokingly.

(Sorry for extremely short posts!)

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(It doesn't matter... My head hurts so mine are short too XD)

District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
Never, I thought to myself, smoothing the wrinkles my blue dress. I couldn't wait for the training sessions. I glanced back up at Grant. Perhaps he could be an ally. If he was as useful with a trident as his father.

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District 4||Capitol||Grant

Grant glanced around the room, taking in the setting once more. More people had walked in, and he was looking over his competition. Seeing how they acted. How tough they looked. What was their attitudes? Would any of them make good allies? He wondered. Glancing over everyone, his eyes fell back on Josslyn, studying her over for a moment. District 9... hunting...Maybe she'd make a good teammate. I'll just have to see how she does in training, like any special skills. It was only for a quick second that he wondered if she'd be willing to pair up, let alone anyone else. I could tell them both my parents were victors... but nah. I hate bragging. It wouldn't get me anywhere. If they want to know, they'll find out for themselves. Or ask me. Either way. He thought to himself, a silent laugh at the last part of thinking how stupid some tributes could be. He was sure to keep a lookout for that, too. Their brain capacity. Looking at Josslyn, he thought to himself, Yeah, probably a good ally choice.

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District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
Without him noticing, I caught Grant looking at me often. So, I did what came naturally. Slapped him. "Keep your eyes away from my body," I rolled my stormy grey eyes at him, smirking.

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District 4||Capitol||Grant

Grant recoiled, being taken by surprise. "Dude!" He snapped, shaking his head. "I was just- nevermind." He rolled his eyes, irritated. He rubbed his jaw, now painted with a red handprint. "Ah..." He mumbled under his breath. Then he had the idea as he turned to walk away. Strength, for sure. Probably a good ally choice. He blinked, tucking his hands in his pockets, thinking whether he should leave to talk to someone ese or stay here and talk to her about being allies. Well, don't talk to her yet. See what she can do in training first. Readjusting his netting for the 500th time, the boy stayed where he was for now- half-facing Josslyn, half-facing the other tributes. Also, at that moment, he realized that he'd done the wrong thing. Why'd you do that? Why am I talking to myself? Ugh! He turned to Josslyn, taking in a breath, regaining his calm tone. "Sorry for snapping."

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District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
I frowned when he began to walk away. I didn't mean to slap him. Honestly! It was just that whenever a guy stared at me, I had a feeling they only liked me because of my bidy and looks. Not me. I wiped my expression clean when Grant came back after what appeared to be an argument with himself. "Sorry for slapping," I felt myself blush. "It just gets on my nerves when guys stare..."