ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ: ᴄᴀᴛᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝟚. 𝔹𝕒𝕕 𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝟚.𝟘

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Now, normally, I have a sign of bad luck. Ok not a sign, but many flashes of bad luck when it comes to things of chance. Or life.

If I did the exact instructions of some sort of wacky science experiment, even if I do it perfectly, some random thing is gonna mess everything up and get me yelled at. If I tried talking to someone, somehow I make them not like me. How? Was it the way I was speaking? The way I acted? Sure my personality changes completely at any given moment, but you seriously just are freaked out because my personality can go from happy to insane to being a smart*ss? (Yes I'm pulling a Junko on you guys shush.) At this point, my bad luck will end up killing thousands of people for no reason whatsoever.

But I think after this, my bad luck decided to skyrocket. I think it might even be some sort of disease that I have this type of bad luck. My train of thought crashed when I noticed Emma starting to walk to the woman in the fancy getup. If I don't do something, my sister could - no - will die. I shoved throughout the other girls and called out for Emma. Green eyes met my (e/c). Peacekeepers tried holding me back from my sister, but I quickly shoved them off of me before anything could happen. "I volunteer as tribute!!" I cried out, anxiety creeping towards me.

Emma was close to tears, she quickly latched onto me trying to stop me from going up to where the Capitol woman was. Lily had to drag a screaming Emma back to where they first were, as I had to calmly walk to where the platform was as best as I can.
"Wonderful! May I ask for your name?" The high pitched Capitol representative asked, leaning the mic towards me.
"(Y/N) (L/N)." I murmured, loud enough in the mic for everyone to hear. "Aw how lovely! Didn't want your sister to take all the glory, I understand!" I almost gagged. gLoRy? Hah! Glory my *ss! All I'm doing is saving my sister from the awaiting doom that she would've faced had I not volunteered.

She smiled once more and went to pick the male tribute who would be participating with me. "Evan Deo!" Almost everyone had stared at the boy with red hair, brown eyes and looked like a flirt. Correction: he is a flirt. He has a reputation of dating so many girls and cheating on them.. I've even heard some disgusting rumours about him doing... unmentionable things to his exes. It's disgusting.

But of course, this little piece of sh*t— I MEAN— poor, hurt, sad little boy waltzed over to the stage like he was trying to be as confident as a kid in a teenager zone. We shook hands, and he gave me a little wink. I gave him the 'what-is-your-point-you-worthless-space' look. Like I said, my personality changes in a flash. He mostly gets the 'Aggressive/You're-Annoying' Personality of me. Why? Cause this dude has no remorse for other people's feelings. He's also been trying to get me for a looooong time.

Flashback (6 months ago)
I was casually talking with one of my friends who was able to handle my personality shifts. Suddenly, Evan and his little gang of heartbreakers waltzed over to us. They were doing the casual flirting, winking, all that annoying stuff.

"Hey girl, how was it when you fell from heaven~?"
"You're looking hot."
"Wanna be with us? I'm sure you wouldn't mind, I know you want me."

We had to throw a tomato at them before they left us alone. Do you seriously think flirting with someone and not even knowing them is gonna get you in an actual relationship? Evan stayed behind, and tried h o l d i n g  m e  like I was his property or some sh*t. Luckily my friend had my back before I was going to commit a very angry outburst.

End of flashback

After we shook hands and said goodbye to our families, which felt like a blur, I stared at the fabulous room of the train in front of me, my bad mood almost gone in an instant. Since we were able to do whatever we pleased, I immediately headed for the sweets and macarons. Literally, eating so many but being really slow about it. Can you blame me?! I don't get sweets that often ok! And I also did eat some healthy stuff ok, shut up.

Johanna sat us down and discussed what we should do. She explained how to get sponsors, which meant getting people to like you. "With Evan's behaviour he'll have a bunch of Capitol women drooling over him." I rolled my eyes. She smirked a little. "True. Maybe you should try something like being sassy or cunning. Many people love that type of behaviour from tributes." I nodded. Evan was busy stuffing his face with apparently liquorice.

Great. This'll be 'exciting'.

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The next day, I came out of my room for breakfast, and ate an apple. And some bread, and maybe some tomato soup. I was hungry, and the food was really good, I didn't want it to go to waste!

I had to watch the reaping, and I saw a few interesting tributes to watch out for. Most of the career's had caught my attention, especially the buff and handsome looking boy from District 2– I mean what—

In District 12, I noticed a girl named Luna and a boy named Adam reaped. Adam looked similar to Evan, but with the seam coloured eyes and olive skin.

I was very intrigued with who I was against. Ahem, I'm not saying I'm happy I'm here. Of course I'm not. I didn't volunteer for the 'pRiDe Of mY dIsTrIcT'. I'm just trying to analyze who I'm against and potentially manipulate them to targeting everyone else. I do have my ways with manipulating people—not that it's a good thing (for others), it's just something I'm able to do so well.

We soon arrived at the Capitol, and in all honesty, saying I'm shocked is an understatement. There were people screaming, and people in like the strangest getup you'd think you're in a Lady Gaga Musical.
Some people though, went too far, and I'm not in the mood to say what it is. Let's just say that their childhood must've been full of Halloween costumes.

Time skip
RIIIIIP!
Another piece of wax removed the hair from my leg, as I had been laying here for almost 2 hours. Apparently, my head stylist relied on my prep team to making sure I stayed as smooth and hairless as possible.
Our head stylist dressed us in these nice purple kimonos and suits. In addition, beautiful golden leaves would spark out of the suits and fly around us. The tribute parade was interesting, but I kept on zoning out and in. So I couldn't remember a lot. But I will say that I noticed the boy from 2 either staring or glaring at me. I couldn't tell whether or not it was in interest or in hatred. Johanna gave him a look before walking us up to our apartment.

The apartment was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. My mouth was agape in awe and I know for a fact Evan's was too. There were a few Avoxes here and there, but other than that it was comfortable and very regal. However, I was extremely jealous of the Capitol. If this is what they look like nonstop, with fresh, young faces who don't have make up, and delicious fruits and meat, then god am I jealous.

Evan then decided to wrap one of his arms around my waist and purred in my ear, "Since we're alone..~"

"Absolutely not." I elbowed him in between the ribs, making him loose his grip on me and I bolted into my room. Nope, I am not ready for anything inappropriate. Besides, he should know I'm not looking forward to doing... whatever he was thinking in his disgusting brain.

I plopped on my bed thinking all of this was some crazy nightmare, that I actually volunteered, that I almost lost my sister, that this all happened. But I knew, deep inside, this was all real. All of this was real, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I sighed, looking down on the ground in misery and hopelessness, wondering if anyone else feels the same way.