Mixed Emotions {a birthday, a baby, an interview, and a horrible mission}

 Several things happened today {my birthday}, and I thought you ought to have pictures. So I drew them all on one paper, and marked them by how it happened. I'll show a close-up of each event when its it's turn. :)

1. {Turn your head, won't you?}
For my birthday, Jonathan came over. I was outside, so Mom sent him out. He was carrying a picnic basket with a blanket over it.
''Hey,'' Jonathan says, sitting down. ''Happy birthday.''
We talked a while. Then he took the blanket off the basket. There was a baby inside! ''I'm going on this mission under the mines for President Paylor. My mom's health is failing because . . . it just is, okay? She can't take care of Lux, so I was wondering if you could until she gets better or until I return.'' Jonathan says, turning up his hopeful eyes to me. ''Fine,'' I half say half grumble. I take a closer look at ''Lux''.

 2.
''That's really her name?'' I ask, staring at the sleeping baby. ''Yup,'' Jonathan nods. ''Well . . . She's cute.''

 3. {My picture does not do Jonathan justice. Besides, I stink at drawing boys}
''Rue,'' Jonathan says, doing that weird thing where he holds my face. ''Promise you'll take care of Lux. All of my other siblings died . . . I want Lux to last, not only for me but my mom, too.'' ''Of course I'll take care of Lux,'' I say. ''Why do you think I wouldn't?'' Jonathan doesn't answer that question. ''It's a dangerous mission. I may not return,'' he says, voice cracking. ''No,'' I say. He lets go of my face.
We spend a little more time together, and then he leaves. ''Bye.''

 4. {The Capitol gave me hair extensions}
Later that day, a super fast Capitol jet drove me {only me . . . I was coming back right after the interview} for live interviews with Cesar Flickerman.
''So, Rue, we all want to wish you a happy birthday. We heard you spent most of your birthday with your boyfriend, Jonathan. Is that true? What did you do?'' Mr. Flickerman asks. ''Yes, it's true. I think he's somewhat more of a guy friend, though,'' the audience laughs at this {yes, there's a difference, with a guy friend you aren't really in a relationship},  ''We spent our time outside. Just talking, and stuff. He's going on a mission. He couldn't take care of his little sister, Lux, so he asked if I would.'' Mr. Flickerman leans forward. This will be interesting for the Capitol. ''Lux? Could you tell us a little more about her?'' ''Well, she's very cute. She's also a quiet baby. I haven't ''had'' her for long, so I really don't know,'' I shrug.  We talk a little bit more about random do-das, making the audience hoot and laugh often. But then when Mr. Flickerman leans in again, I know we're going to talk about something serious. ''I heard the plane Jonathan was on crashed. Have you heard anything about this?'' I can feel my eyes opening wide. ''No,'' I gasp. ''Some say it's a rumor, but we've seen shards of a plane breakage,'' Mr. Flickerman says. I hate myself for crying, but I do it anyway. Mr. Flickerman pats my hand gently. We end, and I'm lead off crying {it's hard to ask a crying 15 year old teenager questions}.

 5.
I sit down numbly on some steps. I still have a few minutes to shop, or do anything I want to {according to Mom and Dad . . . they gave me some money for a birthday present to spend on whatever I wanted.}. I start crying. At first only a little, but then a lot {and in PUBLIC - I've shamed myself}. Some random guy {the Capitol are full of random guys} asks me if I'm okay.
''My name is Harry,'' {pronounced Har-ee, not hairy} he's wearing a creepy bean-y hat thingy and skinny jeans, but right then consoling would feel OK. ''I'm Rue,'' I gasp through my tears. He looks bewildered, and he probably wishes he hadn't asked me if I was okay. He lets me squeeze his hand really hard, until I'm okay.
''Thank you,'' I whisper. He turns and nods, and then keeps on going.

This is the present Jonathan gave me. I need to go now, because Lux is hungry.



-Rue

What Happened to Gale?

''Beep,'' Mom exclaims, head in her hands. ''Gale!'' ''What about him?'' Dad looks up curiously from his coffee. ''He was at the Capitol with us, then one day he disappeared. We were all caught up in our own stuff, and we forgot about him!'' I say. ''Gail?'' Cinna asks, sleepily opening the door to the breakfast room. ''Is she pretty?'' ''Not she. HE,'' I say, throwing a piece of bacon at his head. Niall walks in at that moment, and expertly catches it in his hand. ''Mmmm, yummy,'' he sighs. ''Last time I heard, this was our breakfast room,'' Reef says {the Mellarks' victor's house is pretty big}. ''Yeah. Leave, Cinna and Niall, or I'll hack your computers,'' Nora warns. Cinna shivers. ''You want to leave. Like, really bad,'' Cinna warns Niall on his way out. ''Um, what about Gale?'' I ask. ''I think I heard he got married,'' Nora shrugs. ''That poor woman,'' Reef shudders. ''Hey. Gale is a perfectly nice man. Don't be mean,'' Mom says, wagging a finger.

What happened to Gail? Did he get married? ???

Costume Fittings // Changes

First of all, the exciting news:
The company I'm working for found a person more fitted to be Marigold. Of course, they couldn't kick Finch off {'cuz that would make me mad}, so they made her like a Katniss Princess. {She looks the same, only she gets more EX-Rue hair} So, anyhow, exciting!

Finch's hair is much longer, but it doesn't show that well. It's sorta scary Finch looks like me... Anyhow, since Finch is a warrior princess {not named currently}, her dresses are much thinner so she can move around more quickly. She normally wears something darker so she can hunt. Picture below:

Doesn't she look nice? Please excuse the background.
The movie posters are done and out; I'll post a picture soon {and maybe even some fan-art work, too}
Rue
P.S. If you read this, please comment! I'm not sure how many of my followers read my posts. :)

Marigold, and our Story

This Snow White {the one I'm in} is unlike any before. There is no evil stepmother. I'm here to explain a few things. There will be more posts like this, later.
Our first subject is.......
MARIGOLD!

Marigold wears only red and gold, sometimes mixed with other, darker colors. Her signature braid is threaded with small pearls. She has a mysterious scar on her face, from where nobody knows. Nobody understands why Marigold's lips are brown, but they can tell you one thing- it's not lipstick.
Marigold hungers for power, and believes a good, powerful and wealthy image can make people believe you have power. Marigold has the rare ability to sweet talk- making you believe wholly in what she says.
MYTHS OF MARIGOLDS SCAR:
Many myths have been told about the the power hungry princess, from one land to another. What they do not know, is that this strangely beautiful princess lives-
'' ''Once there was a beautiful princess, who's name was as true as she was. Marigold, she was called. Everything about her was gold, except for one ugly thing- the scar on her face. When she was a child, she would often sweet talk her mother into getting what she wanted- which was too much. Finally the mother was very, very angry. ''Marigold!'' she called, ''Come here!'' Marigold came, already about to ask for what she wanted next. But the mother took Marigold by surprise. Marigold's mother took out a long, nasty knife, and carved the word ''NO'' into Marigold's face. She allowed the doctors to apply healing medicine to all but one part of the word. A long scar now is on Marigold's face, reminding her never to be so selfish again.'' {- From Annie Woodman, District 2}
The prize Marigold currently has her eye on is a prince from faraway lands, who is yet to see her beautiful stepsister, Snow White! Marigold will do anything to keep the prince from seeing Snow White- even hurting and betraying her sister.
So, I hoped you liked it! I wonder what the next topic will be in...

Red Head

''Mom,'' I asked, fingering my dirty blonde hair, ''Do you think my hair is changing colors?'' ''It's almost fall. I think everybody's hair is changing,'' Mom answered. 

I woke up, and mindlessly dressed. When I looked into the mirror, my hair was RED! ''MOM'!'' I yelped. Mom rushed in. ''Oh my gosh Rue,'' she exclaims.
So I got a mix of my dad's and Mom's hair. Dad's hair is lighter, because Mom's dark hair makes my hair darker. I look like that girl {Daphney?} in Scooby-Doo! 
About my outfit-- the directer sent a bunch of clothes to me and ordered me to wear some. He says it'll help me get into 'character'. He told me to send him a picture of what I wore everyday, just to make sure I do it. I'm sure he'll ask Mom, too. :(
Anyway, either more or less exciting news:
Finch is going to be in Snow White, too! She's going to be Marigold, my evil stepsister. OH NO!

Snow White

SNOW WHITE - RUE ODAIR 
PRINCE CHARMING - UNDECIDED 
 
What do you think? I was asked to be Snow White in a movie! They put this powder on my skin (covering the tat), and took my second ear piercing out. They also gave me these things that make my eyes brown.
This time, though, I don't have to go anywhere! Their coming to us. Since it will be a wood-y film, they decided it will shoot at District 12.
'Prince Charming' is undecided... I'm too scared to find out who it is! They let it out, but I haven't researched it yet. So yes, I'm in another 'chic-flake'. I love acting, so I can't wait.
They told me who auditioned for Prince Charming {all but one, I wonder who that will be??}:
Matthew Markin
Ian Birth
Alex Crawford
and a few others I don't care to remember. :p
What do you think? The movie will be shown in theaters in Panem {only}, so most of my followers can't watch it.
The posters are being drawn- I show you when they are finished!

 

P.S. Like my siggy?

Peaceful Tea Party

''Time to clear your mind.''
Nora and I were in a sandy dessert, wind blowing around us; sand getting into the smallest fold of our dresses and stinging our bare arms and faces. Nora flipped out a small box from a hidden pocket in her dress and presses two small buttons on it. It folds out into a small but spacious tent. ''Water and sand resistant,'' Nora nods.


(in case your wondering, Nora put white powder on her tattoo ''It's not very ladylike for a tea party'')
''First Peaceful Tea Party meeting in order!'' Nora shouts. ''Some day we'll add Finch?'' I ask. ''Sure. Time to clear your mind. I'll start,'' Nora says. ''What's been bothering me is---there's this creepy dude who's been following me around. Black hair, blue eyes, light olive skin. Whenever I try to talk to him, he runs away.'' Nora shrugs. ''It feels better having said it out loud.'' ''I'll tell you if I ever see him following you. I'll help you out. What's been bothering me is---Jonathan's being annoying. While I stayed at Golum Manor, we were pretty good friends. He seemed nice, kind, smart, and funny. But I guess I was wrong. When we were dancing at the Memorial Feast, he was being horrible to me. I don't even know what he was talking about!'' I said painfully. It was an open wound--being stung again just by facing the facts out loud. ''It takes a long time to figure out who to trust, and even then they can betray you. If I ever see him, I'll stick close by. Give him a piece of my mind.'' Nora says. ''Thanks. Time for the tea?'' ''Nah,'' Nora says, grinning, ''I hate tea. I brought Gimaliouz. And rose-petal chocolate.''
~Rue
P.S. Gimaliouz is a popular Capitol drink; made with with lemonade and a another gingery drink, mixed with cherry syrup, and with a powder at the bottom (when you shake it it turns into vanilla ice cream--yum!)

I'm on PamenWeek

Notice I don't type that with much excitement.

  PanemWeek is the latest, coolest gossip magazine. Celebrities are counted pretty famous if they're on the cover. I'm sure you can guess who's on July's cover (they came out early). :p

Me. 

First Picture: I had just finished working on La Heart Breake (spelled with 2 Es), and I still hadn't gotten the hair dye out of my hair. I forgot what made me cry, but they took a picture of it.

Second Picture: PanemWeek says it's me with a 'mysterious lover', but that's really Reef. We had gotten into a big fight, and for a punishment Mom made us walk around in public holding hands. Worse day of my life.

It's says on the cover:

'Latest teen sensation Rue Odair is having troubles coping with fame. Reporter stated: 'Odair was asking for advice from a mysterious lover'. Another states: 'Odair's not sure about her job.' '

Yeah, right! I'm having no troubles, thank you!!! :p

Finch, you better watch out, because this girl looks a lotta like you:

Hm, is that you're own 'mysterious lover'?! He looks like Niall!
A very unhappy,
Rue

Mysteries lurk around Golum Manor

It turns out Caesar had grabbed me. ''Not that I want to hurt you, but I can't let you get away. I'd lose my job,'' he explained later.
The purple-haired woman lead us down a narrow hallway I hadn't noticed before. In fact, nobody had noticed it. The small door leading to the hallway was barely notable, and only if you looked very closely. She took the door at the end of the bending hallway. Sunshine leaked through the dark hallway, as if showing a hopeful light in a lost sea of black. We had used the back entrance. We walked, visible, on the Capitol street. Caesar had transferred to a tight grip on my left hand, because it'd seem odd any other way. Nobody hindered us, but then again, the only people walking peeked at us under their hoods. At last we got to the end of the long street. To my surprise there was no cold-a-sac, but a sharp end, studded with spikes and a shiny black fence. A sign hung limply on the gate of the fence. 'GOLUM MANOR', it read. A rhyme came back to me, one mothers would tell to their children to keep them out of danger/trouble:
'Golum Manor stands bright and clear,
Shadowing a neighboring car.
Haunting a innocent man,
At least says Nan.'
An odd rhyme, yes, but it was eerie when you were little.  Just at that moment a blood curdling scream sounded, and the Manor---Golum Manor, seemed to shudder. The willow trees started waving without wind, and the grass shoot up quickly without water. ''Mysteries lurk about Golum Manor, Rue. You've only got to face them;'' and I am shoved into the small pebble path. I hear the gate click behind me; and I know that I am locked in.
~Rue~

Why I took revenge on Gale... part3

Last part, I promise!
(I'm writing these with silly newly painted finger nails... done by Effie. :) Base coat, sparkly skin colored nail polish, French tips thingies, and another clear coat. Together four coats of pure torture.)
We had a lunch thingy at the Capitol. A women non of us knew, named Ms. Failure (I'm not kidding), invited us over. Apparently, though, Haymitch knew her. But then again, Haymitch knows a lotta crazy people. :p
Ms. Failure had put place cards all around a table vigorously decorated with flowers. I was next to Gale and Reef. Not exactly my lucky day.
So, Reef. You know teenager boys. Eats like pigs, into sports, have stupid baggy pants (last part (thank goodness) doesn't apply to Reef ). Unsurprisingly Gale was like that, too. They were hogging all the food they could reach; and once again, unsurprisingly, I got all the plain food while they ate all of the cake that SHOULD HAD BEEN MINE! Yes, cake is so important I bolded, capitalized, and italiced that. Ms. Failure kept looking at Gale and I like, 'aren't you two in love?' and then she'd look at Mom like, 'I only invited you so I could see romance'. It was so annoying.
After lunch we were invited to have tea in the parlor. Thankfully Mom said we had things to do... important things like laying in our beds and pretending this never happened. She didn't say that, though. Ms. Failure turned bright pink, and I swear I think she almost screamed at me to love Gale. Which, of course, I would of stormed out the door. Gail said, though, ''Do you love me, baby?'' I turned pink and almost killed Gale. We left quickly after that.
Once we got home, when Mom and Reef weren't looking: ''I want to hurt you so bad right now, but I won't. We're even,'' I said.
Rue
DISCLAIMER: Gail doesn't like/love me in any way or form (unless it's little sister/big brother sort of thing), and he only called me 'baby' to annoy me and to keep Ms. Failure happy. I am now sure we will be invited soon, again. :o(