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Deployment

October 21

Deployment

As I predicted the deployment was extremely eventful. The day before Torque was set deploy, Kilo finally came out of her comatose state. And instead of freaking out she had an epiphany and decided to channel her energy and emotions into getting her way. To be clear, this is more like the Kilo we all know so well. Everyone was really starting to worry that she may just lie in bed forever. I was at Giga’s house when she finally ‘woke up’ so to speak. Giga and I were going over some work from school in the living room when Kilo walked out from the bathroom and came to stand right in front of us. She was wearing a light pink dress from her mother’s boutique and she had her strawberry blonde hair pulled back into a high bun. Giga and I fell silent and waited to see what she would do. I’ll admit I was a little worried, I thought maybe she was leading up to another dramatic breakdown. Instead she cleared her throat and said, “I’m sorry you girls have had to deal with my horrible behavior over the past few days and I wanted to thank you for being so patient with me.” At this point Giga’s mouth literally fell open. Kilo is not the type to apologize easily but I knew that she must have been pretty embarrassed of how she acted even though I now believe it was completely justifiable. Kilo took a deep breath and exhaled then continued, “I’ve come up with a plan to keep Torque and I together, despite the draft. It’s not exactly what I hoped for but at least we won’t have to be apart. Torque and I are going to married tomorrow morning at the Justice Building. That way whenever he receives his placement I will be able to move with him.” She stepped forward and held her left hand out towards Giga and her right hand out towards me. Giga and I both took hold of the offered hand. She took another deep breath and said, “Would you two please consider being my bridesmaids?” Giga and I looked at other, smiled and then looked back at Kilo and shouted, “Yes!” Kilo smiled and gave us each a warm hug. “Ok ladies I have a lot to do by tomorrow. So do me a favor and find some nice dresses to wear. I have to go talk to my mother.” Then she turned and scuttled out of the room. The rest of the day was spent in a flurry of preparations.  By the time I made it to bed that night I barely had time to fall asleep and it was time to get up again.

          Torque was set to deploy at 11:00 in the morning so we had to be at the Justice Building early. Just our families were there along with Tesla and his family. Giga and I were wearing our Reaping dresses from last year and holding some flowers we picked from the field. Kilo was wearing a simple yet beautiful floor length white dress. Her hair was down and her natural waves were framing her face. It was the most perfect and sweetest little ceremony. Torque and Kilo were so focused on each other. They made it seem like nothing else in the world mattered. I realized then that I envied them. I looked over at Tesla and noticed he was watching me. He had an odd look on his face like he was considering something, then he gave me one of his wide smiles and I swear he winked at me, though it’s possible I imagined it.

After the ceremony the rest of the recruits had to meet at the train dock. We all went to say good bye to Torque. Kilo and Fuseen cried, of course. But we all gave him a hug and waved as the train pulled away. Once it was out of sight we all split up to carry out the rest of our day. As usual Giga, Tesla and I decided to stick together.

We were heading out to the field when Giga tripped on the uneven road and fell. She isn’t typically known for being the most graceful so it wasn’t a shock they she ended up on the ground. Only this time she couldn’t stand back up. Tesla looked at her foot and thought perhaps she had messed up something in her ankle. Fortunately the hospital was only a couple blocks away so Tesla and I supported her on shoulders as she hopped down the street. The hospital was a very interesting place. The only people that are ever treated at the hospital are the injured, extremely ill or pregnant. Since I have been none of those, I have only been inside the hospital to work on things but never as a patient; well since I was born. There were several hallways with rooms, some equipment and machines and some people in uniforms scurrying around. There were Healers and assistants walking around with papers and whispering to each other about patients.

A tall, thin man with the most stunning ice blue eyes saw us from the desk and walked over. He was taller than Tesla by a couple of inches and he had shaggy, jet black hair that made his eyes look even more shocking. I glanced at Giga and saw her gaping at him, I quickly shifted her weight on my shoulders to draw her attention from him. I couldn’t have my best friend looking like an idiot in front of such an attractive guy. He gave us a warm smile and pulled a chair over for Giga. Tesla and I lowered her into the chair. The man crouched down in front of Giga and gingerly lifted her foot. “What’s your name?” He asked her. Giga just stared at him. I quickly elbowed her in the arm. She looked over and gave me a dirty look. ‘The nice man is asking for your name.” I said a little too emphatically. “Oh, I’m Giga,” she stated. “Well, Giga. My name is Gage Flashwell, and I’m sorry to tell you this but you have a broken ankle.” He paused and gave her a reassuring look. I’m fairly certain that he could have told her she was going to die in twelve seconds and she wouldn’t have cared, she just kept staring at him like he was the most fascinating thing to ever be seen. I decided I had to intervene before she made herself look completely brain-dead.

“Um, are you a Healer here at the hospital, Mr. Flashwell?” I asked. “Well almost,” he replied. “But please call me Gage and we’re going to have to take her into the room so I can set her foot and prepare a brace.” So we all assisted in getting her into the nearest room and he got to work fixing up her foot. After about 20 minutes I leaned over to Tesla and whispered, “I have never seen her so quiet. I don’t think she has ever gone this long without speaking. I think she’s literally in shock by this guy’s beauty.” Tesla chuckled and nodded then he said, “We could probably just leave her here and she would perfectly content just staring at him.”

Gage got Giga all wrapped up and gave her a set of crutches. He gave her some recommendations on how to deal with the pain and told her to come back in a few days so he could check on everything. Giga just sort of nodded and I was again left to speak for her. I thanked Gage for all of his help and apologized for Giga acted like a fool but he assured me it was no problem. After that Tesla and I got Giga home and in bed were she could rest and elevate her leg as Gage had instructed. I was going to go home but Tesla said he wanted to go to the fields. So I went with him. Many of my favorite memories are from time spent in the fields. It so calm and serene.

We went out and just laid in there watching the sunset on such an eventful day. We didn’t have to talk. We both just took this peaceful time to think and to wonder. I wondered about what was to come in my life. I could feel that things were starting to change. I haven’t yet decided if this is a good or a bad thing. I could feel that we were all changing, growing up. Things are definitely not the same as they were a few years ago. I’ll be honest and say that I am more than a little afraid. What if things change for the worst? What if something happens that drives Tesla, Giga and I apart? As the sun dipped behind the plants I was torn from my worrying by the feel of Tesla sliding his hand into mine. This is one of the changes I’ve been feeling and my heart starts its usual flutter. I turn my head so I can see his face and tell him that I have to travel to the Capitol this week. I feel his body tense and I can see his jaw clench. I know he hates when I have to go away with my father but he simply whispers, “Please be careful.” He tone is so earnest that it causes my breath to catch in my throat. One think I know for sure, I could never deny that he cares. We stayed out in the fields until well after dark trying not to worry about what was to come. I leave in a few days for the Capitol, I’ll report back as soon as I can….

-Electra

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10AM

Race

Nov 1

Race

I left Ray’s shop and headed south. I thought everything was going great until I realized that it was about to get dark. Now I feel it’s important to point out that I DO NOT get lost. I know how to read a map, I know my directionality and I can even use the sun to tell time. However, I have never been in a foreign place by myself without the sun as a guide.

When I left the shop, I began making my way through the Capitol. As I walked I passed some familiar landmarks: A shop that sold hair in all kinds of weird styles and colors, a house with a door made entirely of buttons but when I made it to the glass pyramid I realized that the sun was completely gone, which meant that it had to be around 8 o’clock. The last trains leave the Capitol at 9. That’s when I started to panic. I knew that I only had one hour to make it to the train or I would be stuck in the Cap overnight. Now you may be thinking, “But Ellie you can just stay with Ray until the morning and then head back to 5.” Which would be true, if she didn’t go home to D1 every night and if the train for D1 wasn’t on the other side of The Cap and she was probably already on that train heading home.

Before I tell you that rest, there is something I need you to understand. Kids in D5 are extremely self-sufficient. We have to be. Parents in 5 work long and demanding hours. They leave the house early and return home late. So we’re home alone, a lot. It’s nothing personal and kids growing up in 5 don’t usually feel neglected. We persevere and we learn. It all goes back to the intellectual philosophy of our district. It’s just the nature and tradition of things for us. Our parents teach us what we need to know and then we’re left to do it. Simple. I know that other places would find this crazy and unrealistic but like I said it’s embedded in our DNA. So having said all that, I know how to take care of myself. But being trapped in the Capitol is a horrible nightmare, a close second place to my nightmares about Helix being Reaped.

I knew the train station was South-West so I panicked and took off at sprint in that direction. I made it about 4 blocks when I spotted a Peacekeeper exiting the café at the end of the street. I made a hard right and ducked behind the closest dumpster. I stayed crouched behind the putrid smelling container while I panted and let my heart race. I was terrified about being stuck in the Cap overnight but now I had to add ‘horrified of being caught by a Peacekeeper” to my list of problems with this night. I had to force myself to stay calm and control my breathing before I had a full blown panic attack. The last thing I needed was to start imagining what might happen if a Peacekeeper found me here alone. They would be able to tell right away that I’m not a D1 or Capitol person and without my father with me I would have no reasonable explanation to give them, well it’s not like they would believe the truth. Oh and lets not forget the expensive jewelry still sitting cozy in my pocket. Once a PK saw that, I’d be whipped and imprisoned for sure, the D5 thief, I can see the headlines now. I forced myself to steady my breathing and to count slowly to 50 before I peeked out from my hiding place.

When I got to 50 I slowly eased out from the dumpster. I didn’t see any Peacekeepers around, only dozens of people bustling about, as usual. I decided running made me look too suspicous, I needed to walk as quickly as possible and avoid detection at the same time. Yeah simple. I knew I still had at least 2 miles until the train station, so I decided to face southwest and just start cutting through as many side streets as I could, instead of taking the main road all the way around.

So I started walking briskly and counting the seconds so I could try to keep track of time. Cutting through the streets was not as productive as I had hoped. I hit 3 dead-ends and had to hide from 4 Peacekeepers. I got turned around twice which wasted 10 minutes. By the time I made it to Station Street I was completely out of breath and frazzled. I stopped for a moment to catch my breath and check for Peacekeepers. I knew the docking station was on the next street but I had no idea if I was too late. I estimated that it took me 45 minutes to get to that spot from the time I saw the first Peacekeeper. I decided to sprint the last block, I figured a PK wouldn’t be upset about me running to leave and get home.

I took off quickly but I had to weave in and out of all the people in the street. Which is easier said than done. People in the Capitol are very sensitive about their personal space and I couldn’t risk someone calling a PK because of a crazy D5 girl racing to catch a train that may or may not be there.

With immense effort I made it to the dock and into the terminal within 5 counts of 60. I ran straight to the counter and punched in the destination on the screen. It printed the ticket and I took off towards the gate. I made it through the gates and onto the platform. I saw the train marked with a massive red 5 and let out a giant sigh. I took a quick glance at the clock hanging from the terminal ceiling and saw 8:59 in blinking blue lights. I raced through the platform and leaped into the first car and scanned my ticket just as the doors were sliding shut. I plopped down on the first bench and worked on catching my breath. I put my head against the window and closed my eyes. I had about 30 minutes to sit and think about what had happened and more importantly what could have happened. I couldn’t believe I made it to the train on time and I found myself feeling extremely grateful for my training and knowledge. I thought about my dad, he had to be home by now and when he realizes that I am not home he’ll go check with Giga or Tesla and realize that I’m not there. But he won’t panic, not right away, but Tesla will. The minute Tesla sees that my father returned home and I didn’t he will start to worry and every minute that I don’t turn up, his worry will increase until he’s in a complete panic. But lucky for Tesla he is very controlled and no one will know he is worried. I let out a huge sigh. Poor Tesla, I’m the worst friend ever. I’m going to be put on house arrest when I finally make it home. Not literally but this night was a very close call and things could have ended very badly. I can feel the train begin to slow so I know the station is coming up. My heart begins to accelerate again, not out of fear but anxiety and partially excitement. I’m so relieved to be home but anxious to face everyone. Well the train is stopping, guess it’s time to face the music, so to speak, I’ll write again and let you know what happens. Wish me luck…….

-Electra

(Source: panemoctober.com)

10AM

The Capitol

October 31

The Capitol

I’m not sure if I have ever mentioned this before but I really don’t even like the Capitol very much. I’ve been several times and it never seems to get easier. We live close so the travel is relatively quick. As soon as we step off the train I’m immediately hit with the noise. It’s so loud in the Capitol, I usually have a throbbing headache the entire time I’m there. The other thing that drives me crazy: the magnitude of everything. There are so many people everywhere and huge buildings all crammed in next to each other. It’s awful. People are always in hurrying and bustling around trying to get to the next place so they can buy something or have their skin turned a different color. My father and I were walking toward the center of Capitol and I almost got ran over a few times and I saw some of the strangest looking people. I swear I saw a woman that looked exactly like a tiger, complete with ears, whiskers and a tail. Not that I’ve ever seen a real tiger, but I’ve seen pictures.

Anyway… my father had a meeting with Mayor Hunter so I navigated my way through the city and eventually found my Aunts jewelry shop. I guess I should I give you a little background on her before I tell you the rest. My Aunt Radiance hates being called ‘aunt’ so from here on out she will only be referred to as Radiance or Ray since most of the family just calls her Ray for short. She grew up in D5 just like my mother but was commissioned by some wealthy D1 people to make jewelry for them. She is 10 years younger than my mother and 10 years older than me. So we grew up more like sisters than aunt and niece. I was really upset when she moved. It was hard for us to be so far apart. But she is the only reason I look forward to coming to the Capitol. She lives in D1 but her custom jewelry shop is the Capitol. People are always looking for new and exciting pieces to add to their collections.

So as you might except when she saw me walk into her shop she completely freaked out and started screaming with delight. She ran to me and gave me a huge hug while continuing to jump up and down. I just hugged her back and laughed. She immediately shuffled me into the back of the shop where her work room is. She plopped down in the chair on one side of the table and poured me some tea while I took the other chair. Every time we see each other it’s like no time had passed at all. She immediately jumps into a monologue about what has been going on around the Capitol and the latest gossip she heard. She talks about Jet (her husband) and their upcoming anniversary. She babbles about some stylist that wants to use her jewelry for the upcoming Games. Then all at once, she stops. She gives me a mischievous grin and says, “So, has Tesla asked you to marry him yet?” I was in the middle of drinking my tea and started choking and coughing. She just started laughing and said, “I just want you to know that I’ve had your wedding rings designed for years.” I had no choice but to sit there and gape at her. Finally I said, “Why is everyone so set on us being together? I mean I know he cares about me, but it’s not like he can express his feelings. And honestly I’m not expecting him to confess his undying love for me at any point.” She laughs again and rolls her eyes. “I have known you both since you were born and I watched you two grow up together. You guys are meant for each other. I know I joke around and tease you, but trust me. It’s going to happen. One day in the near future he will be confessing his love for you, because he has always loved you and everyone knows that.” I had no response to that. We sat in silence for a few minutes before she finally reminds me that now was not the time to worry about love which naturally, leads her straight into the topic of school and my training. D5 puts a much stronger emphasis on school and intelligence than some of the other districts. In D5 school and learning and training are the most important things, the number 1 priority. Period. No discussion. Since Radiance was raised in D5 she has the same philosophy and sense of discipline towards education. She gives me an accusing look and tells me that I better not let my thoughts about Tesla effect my school. Sometimes she sounds way too much like my mother.

We talk about Helix and my mother and the latest news from D5. I tell her about Giga and the handsome Healer. She tells me about her and Jets intense discussion about children. She, like me, has no desire to have children with the government the way that it is and well, lets be honest, the Games. I share her feelings and I even find it a little shocking that Jet would desire to have children. Well, let me clarify, Ray and I would both love to have children (not anytime in the near future for me) we are both very maternal and loving and responsible but we just don’t want to bring children into this world and into the type of governmental repression that we have had to endure. Of course the Games do not help matters. She said that Jet was in agreement with her when she made her points and explained her desire for children but her fear for those ‘children’. This really got me thinking about Tesla’s thoughts on the subject. I made a mental note to ask him one day, if I could ever build up the courage. I was having such a wonderful time catching up and chatting with her that I completely lost track of time and by the time I realized it, it was already late into the evening. I realized I had to leave and was immediately upset. My visits with Ray are always way to short. I gave her a big hug and started to leave, she had to run after and give me a little red box with a white bow tied onto it. It wasn’t a gift for me but it was holding the rings for Kilo and Torque. Ray had made their wedding rings for them. If they had gotten married when they were supposed to then they would’ve been able to wear these but at least I could give them to Kilo so they were ready when Torque returned from training. I said goodbye again and left the shop to make my way to the train. I wasn’t sure if my father had left the meeting or not but I decided not to wait around for him. I would just have to see him when he got home. I didn’t tell Ray I was going by myself, it didn’t seem necessary but I have a long walk so I’ll let you know if I see anything interesting….

-Electra

(Source: panemoctober.com)

10AM

The Draft

October 17

The Draft

The last few days have been extremely dramatic around here. I have no choice but the to blame the Peacekeeper draft. Many people were unaffected by the draft and thus have nothing to report on the matter. I however, have been dealing with its effects all week. Sunday afternoon I was sitting with Giga and Tesla on the porch behind Giga’s house. The porch has a nice view of the open yard that connects her house and mine. We sat there together, the three of us, talking about our plans for the week. I was having a little anxiety because my father told me he/we may have to travel this week to the Capitol. It’s not that I don’t enjoy traveling, ok let me just be honest, I don’t enjoy traveling. I get so uncomfortable and I always feel so out-of-place. The only reason I enjoy going to the Capitol is to see my Aunt Radiance. Her and my mother are sisters, she grew up in 5 but moved to 1 to pursue her dream of jewelry design so we only get to see each other occasionally. But I’m getting off topic….We were all just talking and watching Helix and Voltro while they raced through the yard when we heard some commotion coming from inside the house. The three of us went in through the back door to see what was going on. Kilo, Giga’s sister was sitting on the sofa weeping hysterically. She was clutching a piece of paper in her hand and she kept waving it around while she tried to talk through her sobs. All we really heard was chokes and gasps as her words were lost through her tears. Fuseen, their mother sat next to her with her arms around her shoulders while Cordy extracted the paper from her hand. Just then I heard a voice coming from the other side of the room. I hadn’t noticed Torque standing there. Torque is Kilo’s fiancée. He’s originally from District 3 but he came to 5 a few years ago. (He and Kilo have been together for a little over a year.) He stepped toward Cordy and in a hushed voice told him he had been drafted as a Peacekeeper and then pointed to the paper. Cordy looked at the paper and skimmed over the words quickly. He looked at his wife and nodded. Kilo, who had stopped sobbing for a moment, started wailing again.

Giga immediately rushed to the sofa to help comfort her sister and Tesla went over to Cordy and Torque and whispered something I couldn’t make out. I watched the scene in front of me for a moment, utterly confused. I mean District 5 is the ideal place to be a Peacekeeper and why was Kilo so upset? Her own father, the man who helped raise her, was a Peacekeeper! It seemed foolish for her to react this way. Kilo has always had a flair for the dramatic side but this was a little ridiculous. I heard the boys laughing in the yard and I turned to watch them, lost in my thoughts. I felt someone come up behind me. I didn’t have to look to know it was Tesla. Every time he gets that close to me a little electrical hum runs through my body. He stood quietly behind me starring into the yard. After a few moments he reached around me and opened the door, and whispered in my ear to step outside. Of course that only made my heart go completely haywire and instead of stepping out I totally clammed up. He chuckled softly, even though I had no idea why. Does he know the effect he has on my poor heart? Either way he only made it worse. He held the door open with his right hand, and placed his left hand on the small of my back and gave me a gentle nudge through the doorway and onto the porch. I made it into the fresh air and tried to play off what just happened. I leaned against the porch railing and Tesla followed suit beside me. I could feel him looking at me but I kept my eyes on the yard. I focused on my house and I could see my mother cleaning in the kitchen through the window. After a couple minutes Tesla finally spoke. “I wanted to give them some privacy, Kilo is pretty upset. Torque will have to be deployed by the end of this week for training. After he completes that he will get to start working and he may or may not be placed back here in 5.” I was stunned. I finally looked over at him and I realized that all my negative thoughts toward Kilo were wrong. I instantly felt guilty for being so harsh towards her. I thought about how I would have reacted if that letter had been given to Tesla instead of Torque and immediately my stomach dropped to the floor. Even if my emotions weren’t so confused in regards to him, Tesla is my best friend and I have no idea how I could live my life without him. “I’m glad it’s not you,” I whispered. I didn’t mean to say it out loud, but I couldn’t take it back so I just looked over and gave him a little smile. He reached over and took my hand in his. He stood there for a moment just looking at our hands while my stomach did about a dozen somersaults and my heart tried to escape from my chest. Finally he looked me in the straight in the eyes and said, “Me too. I couldn’t imagine being that far away from you.” If it hadn’t been for the railing supporting most of my weight, I would have collapsed. My entire body felt like liquid. I thought for sure I had hallucinated. He gave my hand a squeeze but pulled his hand away. I wanted to protest and ask him not to let go but I was too afraid. Later, Tesla walked me to my house and promised to see me tomorrow. When I got into my house I got grilled by my mother for almost an hour on what was ‘going on’ between Tesla and I. For most people they get the third degree because their parents don’t want them to date someone but in my case my mother actually wants Tesla and I to be together. A little advice: If you can see your mother through the kitchen window, she can also see you. Which of course means she didn’t take my answer of, “No mom nothing is going on between us” as the truth (even after I said it 300 times.) So I’ve had to hear about that for days, I can’t even be in the same room with Tesla without my heart and my stomach attempting to leap up my throat and according to Giga, Kilo won’t even leave the house. So yes, I blame the Peacekeeper draft for throwing my week and my emotions into chaos. I’m sure Torque’s deployment will be just as eventful, I’ll let you know what happens….

-Electra

(Source: panemoctober.com)

9AM

Introductions

October 8

Introductions

I suppose I should give you a little insight into the people that make my life worth living…

I told you a little about myself earlier. I’m 17. This is my last year to be eligible for the Reaping. Once I graduate I will begin working for my father full time. My father calls me Ellie, it’s a pet name of sorts but he’s the only one that calls me that, not even my mother or my brother use that name. It’s sort of like that name is specifically reserved for my dad, he’s used that name as long as I can remember. My mouth has to been known to get me into trouble on more than a few occasions but I just have a hard time with-holding the truth or at least that’s how my mother puts it. I have brown hair the color of chestnuts and it hangs long down my back and my eyes are the color of honey. I started wearing glasses a few years ago, but I’m always told they make me look sophisticated. I won’t eat anything that’s green and I hate milk but love, love, love to read and write. At least when I write I can ‘say’ the things that I normally have to fight so hard to keep in.

My brother Helix is 14 like I said before he wants to go work for the Labs. He’s really tall for his age and a little too skinny because of his recent growth spurt. His eyes are light and gray like an afternoon rainstorm, but his hair is just a little darker than mine. Unfortunately I still have to worry about him getting chosen for the Reaping. My brother and I are very close. We look out for each other. I think that’s important because it’s not just about me looking out for him because he’s younger than me. Helix looks out for me too. He’s saved my life before, but that’s a story for another time.

I have 2 best friends besides my brother. Tesla and Giga.

Tesla Sparkman grew up across the street from me. He and I have both lived the same houses our entire lives. He’s 19 now and he works as an Engineer at the ‘Capitol’ plant. (Yes we have a power plant just for the Capitol, and since I like my tongue and my hands where they are I’ll keep my snarky remarks to myself.) When he left school he got his own house closer to the plant. It’s a nice little house, simple and modest just like him. He’s tall and lean, kind of athletic looking. His hair is a light brown and his smile is always wide and inviting. But it’s his shocking blue eyes that really get the heart fluttering. (Um, pretend I didn’t write that) But anyway, I’ve known him forever so we’re really close and open with other.

Now before I explain Giga I need you to understand that she is my best friend and regardless of how completely insane she can be, I still love her to pieces. Now Giga’s parents thought they were being really clever when they named her and her older sister, Kilo. You see their last name is Watts, a totally common name in District 5. But think about it Giga Watts and Kilo Watts…..get it? Yeah her parents are a little odd too. Giga is 17 like me and her sister is 20 and getting married in a few months. Giga has a short bob haircut -that I gave her-that’s a nice auburn color. Her eyes are a pretty hazel color and they complement her hair perfectly. She’s taller than me by a good 5 inches and a little wider too. But she has more personality than most of the other girls at school combined. Her mother, Fuseen, runs a clothing boutique in the inner city and her father, Cordy, works as a Peacekeeper but he’s honestly one the silliest and funniest people I have ever met. They have lived in the house behind mine since forever so Kilo, Tesla, Giga, Myself, Helix and Voltro (Tesla’s little brother) have grown up together.

Before you ask let me just say that, yes, I consider myself extremely lucky and blessed that up until this point my little world has been peaceful and free from much tragedy. District 5 is very dangerous place. People are hurt and killed in the plants every day. Tesla’s mother, Ampina, was killed several years ago in a plant accident. And besides the plant accidents and the Reapings our District stays in a pretty content state. Maybe that’s why our District is so easily forgotten. But just because it’s quiet on the outside doesn’t mean I ‘m not freaking out on the inside. I worry for father every time he travels or when he has to an inspection on the plant. His life is always in danger. I worry about Helix and Voltro. They are so young and the thought of them being forced into the Hunger Games is enough to keep me up at night. I worry about Tesla every day too. I don’t think that anyone in the country realizes how dangerous it is for our workers in the plants. But believe me I would rather work in our plants any day because I know what it’s like in other places. I’ve seen it myself. Tesla has too. He told me once when we were alone that he never wants to leave 5 and that he doesn’t think there could ever be another place for him in this world, not after seeing what some of the other districts are like. And with the way my life is turning out I’m beginning to think I feel exactly the same way…..

-Electra

(Source: panemoctober.com)

9AM

The Basics

October 7

The Basics

Here are the basics of my life in District 5. First of all it’s important to remember that D5 is different from the other districts. Aside from being the least remembered we’re actually the most important. It’s very peaceful here, everyone works and we’re pretty well off compared to many of the other districts. It’s also important to remember that District 5 is rather large and we have many different power plants designed to run different types of things around the country. My father is the head of the ‘Medical’ power plant. His name is Frank Turbine, now you may think Frank is a pretty odd name for someone in the power district but no one actually calls him that (Except for my mother when she’s annoyed with him.) most people just call him Turbo. He’s never explained how he got this nickname but that’s what he’s called, even by his employees at the plant. Now, this plant provides power to all of the hospitals throughout Panem. The plant is HUGE! But I guess it has to be to provide so much power to our hospitals. I mean just think about what a hospital entails, so many machines and monitors and lights and air conditioning, it’s truly insane. Thus, my father has a pretty insane job. He’s always busy and stressed because he has such a big responsibility but he claims he loves what he does. So aside from the plants and the shops around town, the other place to work is the Labs. The labs work on searching for and testing alternative power sources like wind, solar, water, etc. My mother, Cabella Turbine works for the Labs. Ironically enough she works in Wind Research.

Now in D5 when you turn 15 you get to start working/training for where you want to work. Yes, believe it or not we actually get to choose as long as we can find someone to be our ‘mentor’. So when I turned 15 I decided to go to work with my dad! So for the last 2 years I have been training with my dad in his plant a couple days a week. I can’t say it has been spectacular but I could definitely get used to it. My little brother Helix is only 14, but he already says that he plans to join my mother in the Labs next year. I guess our blood got split pretty evenly. Like I said before life in district 5 is pretty peaceful. The Peacekeepers here have a seriously easy job. Mostly they just break up some fights here and there and keep the drunks from causing too much trouble. Occasionally they round up a few idiot teenagers and take them to their parents. But I’ve never seen or heard of anyone getting whipped or receiving any type of public punishment. Something else to think about: Who fixes the power lines, the transformers, the generators or anything largely electrical when they malfunction? Most people outside of D5 only know how to change a lightbulb and plug in a fan. So the answer to the question is something that most people never even consider because it’s so foreign to many of the people in Panem but it’s simple-we fix them. District 5 is in charge of power for the whole country and when something goes wrong we are responsible for making sure they are fixed. So some people in District 5 actually get to travel, honestly next to the peace and job security that’s the biggest perk to District 5. I have actually been to a few places with my father, that’s how I know that D5 is a little better economically than other places. But I’ll explain more of that later, for now I have to get ready to meet Tesla and Giga in the fields……

-Electra

(Source: panemoctober.com)

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So by some mystery my blog was deleted. I have no idea how but it did none-the-less.

So if your were my follower please follow me again. If you are not then feel free to begin following now.

Im going to re-post my entries from before since i have them all saved, so if you’ve read them then please disregard!

Thanks!

Electra

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