Back and Forth {OPEN}

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Julianna Rose open outfit 537 words Back and forth, back and forth. Julianna Rose was pacing in her bedroom. She was supposed to be headed to the training center today. Though, she didn't really see too much of a point in it anymore. She had almost no chance of ever being picked to go into the games. She also wasn't very likely to be quick enough to volunteer. This year was another year of training wasted. That's what she thought, anyways. Since she had never been picked for the games, she was now under the assumption that she never would be. Soon, she'd be turning eighteen. When she turned eighteen, there wouldn't be much left for her to do. She took up almost all of her free time training. Back and forth, back and forth. Julianna continued to pace in her room. She wasn't sure what to do with herself at this point. Should she even bother spending another year training? In all honesty, to her, it didn't seem worth it any more. She had trained for so long, but it had done absolutely nothing for her. Julianna stopped pacing. She thought about what some of her old friends would have said to her. Come on, Nippy, are you kidding me? You still have a chance! Why give up on training? I'd let you volunteer for me if I got picked, anyways! You know I wouldn't do that for anyone else. You've just trained so much! You should keep going, so that if you do go in by some chance, you still might have the opportunity to win! She didn't know why her old friends' voices were rushing through her mind. She didn't talk to any of them any more. Perhaps she should just try to find some new people to hang out with. Recently, Julianna came across a girl named Sana Fleur. She seemed nice, but not generally the kind of person she was to hang around with. Julianna was a nice person, too, but Sana wasn't the same kind of nice as Julianna. Julianna was very different from a lot of people. Deciding to head outside, she was going to head to the park. She needed to think. Often, going outside or for a walk was the only way she could even remotely come close to thinking clearly. After she slipped on her shoes, she headed outside. As she got closer to the park, a cool breeze came through. She realized she had forgotten her coat, but didn't go back to get it. When she reached the park, Julianna sat down in the grass. There were some young kids playing, but there didn't seem to be anyone her age. Then again, that was probably because just about anyone her age would be training right now, if that was something that they did. Also, if that wasn't something that they generally did, Julianna likely didn't know them. Glancing around at everyone, she thought she saw something glistening in the bushes. Unsure of what it was, she stood up and headed over to it. When she approached it, she saw it was a knife. Bending down, she picked it up. As she was looking at it, she held it firmly. Then, she heard someone coming up behind her.

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[Magnus Keene]

N/A

436 Words

Back and Forth 

     Magnus had seen Johanna again, that same girl that came to the Training Arena every day. He had never spoken to her before, and never really bothered much either. He wasn't one for friends, except the ones that he already had, which wasn't much, specially if you do not count his imaginary buddies. 

     Yeah, he was pretty lonely. But then again that might have had something to do with the way he treated other people around him. He of course wasn't the nicest person around, but that wasn't his fault. It was his fathers. Always pressuring him to come to the Training Arena day after day to train as hard as he can till he broke. His father knew that when the Games came, he would have his son be in the Reaping. 

        The reaping, the word reaping sent chills down his own spine, and made the hairs on his arms stand on end. He was always nervous when the time of the Reaping came.. He saw the past Hunger Games on TV, he saw the horrors in which they inflict upon families. He even knew a woman who had lost her only son to the Hunger Games, it tore her so much apart, that she killed herself the next day, it was tragic. 


        After training had been done, the young man had dressed in his finest suits and headed toward the park. He was wearing a hologram vest which projected various patterns of flames that crackled and snapped. Technology in Panem was epic these days, specially of you were rich enough to afford the top dress designs. He had seen many men and women wear fancy outfits and dresses. That was why he bought one of the Hologram Suits that costed him quite a fortune in cash, but cash was nothing for him. 


        His family business kept him in check, each custom made necklace or ring costed quite a bit, specially if one chooses a decent enough stone to fit it. Magnus sighed softly and sat himself down upon a tree and polled  out his art journal. He saw Johanna sitting nearby, and decided to sketch her. He began the usual body structure of how she was posed, and then began to draw in the outlines of her frame. He then began to work on the details of her features, hair, eyes, mouth, chin, and body, and her clothes. 


He had busied himself heavy and hard onto the sketch, making it as detailed as possible, his eyes fixated both on her and the drawing he was doing, his pencil nearly a blur upon the paper. 

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