Interview with Preston Prescott!

Preston was standing right next to the stage when Caesar announced his name. Preston walked out and waved to the crowd. Preston had his hair like the girl from two had suggested at Training. He walked over to the chair and sat down next to Caesar. "Hello Caesar. Well, the Capitol has been awesome. Food wise a ten out of ten, same with everything else." Preston said, getting situated in to the chair. "Its awesome." Preston added, looking at the big crowd. His eyes widened a bit but then focused back on his interview. Preston smiled for the cameras, but was a bit too worried in his head to stay full alert. He started to stare off into space but snapped right back in to reality. He remembered what Errik said, that this was a way of getting sponsors. Playing nice for the cameras was just what he needed. The only thing he could focus on was that, the crowd, and the questions randomly thrown his way.

(BTW, I like his hair better down now that I think about it xD)

Preston nodded when Caesar started to speak of blueberry pie. "My favorite is definitely all the pastas and salads." Preston told him, and looked out to the crowd. There had to be at least a couple thousand in these many rows jam packed to see the tributes. Preston looked back at Caesar when he started to talk about District Seven having many victors.  "Well, of course I want to, but from what I can see, it isn't going to be easy. All the people I've met so far look very skilled." Preston said, twiddling his fingers on the arm rest of the leather chair. "But totally,  I want to, no doubt, and I'm planning on it." Preston added. He listened to the crowd get quiet, nearly silent at every word Preston said.

Preston thought for a second on who the particular two tributes looked like a top contender to him. And also those who would be a little tricky to defeat. "Well, I haven't met all the other 23 tributes it person, but I know that the girl from two and the girl from one. I don't know their names, though. What are their names?" Preston asked. "Oh, for obstacles, there's a whole different tribute than those two. The girl from ten looked to be very skilled. I think her name is Swan." Preston said, noticing all the tributes he spoke of were girls. The trio of girls was his temporary name for the three. "How am I going to overcome them? Well, that's top secret. Because you never know who could be watching."Preston told the crowd. He honestly didn't know how he'd overcome it. Wing it was his guess.

Preston smiled as he found out their names were Lola and Lori. "Four letters, eh? I think seven letters fits better." Preston listened to Caesar say that Capitol loves him, and nodded in agreement. "I think I love you guys more, even though its for a short time, this opportunity is wonderful" Preston said, nodding. Then Caesar started to speak of the jacket he was wearing. "This thing?" He said, holding the green fabric with his fingertips. "I love the fabric, but the colors are a little iffy. I personal like red, but my stylist said that the green brings out my eyes. I don't see what she was getting at." Preston told the crowd. Red was so much more eye-catching and green to Preston, showed shyness. He was trying to just stay serious, not making everything he said sarcastic.

Preston watched Caesar as he jumped from a green jacket to being hungry. And then there he was, eating during an interview. It was a bit comedic to Preston, so he laughed a bit. "I haven't, but I don't think you were referring to me, but the lovely Capitol." Preston laughed a bit at his remark. Caesar started to ask Preston what District Seven was like. "It was great, and I miss it. I didn't have many friends, but the forest there fascinated me. All the trees and leaves, they are never exactly alike. It's very different from here." Preston sighed, he would miss the District."And that's why I want to get back there, so I can reunite." Preston said confidently. He took the knuckles of his hand and rested his cheek on it. He took a deep breath and looked back to the crowd. "But of course, I'd want to win so I could see you all again too!" Preston shouted amusingly.

Preston started to think of all the trees in District Seven's Woods. "I'm hoping for something like it. But I'm up for anything." He told Caesar. Preston smiled at him, but he was actually up for anything that would be seen in real life, not things imaginary like last year with dragons. Preston didn't believe in Medieval kinds of things like that. He believed in the fact based things of the world. "Well almost anything." Preston added in a quiet voice.

Preston started to rub his hand gently. "Already halfway? Time flies when people don't stop talking. Which is me.. I think." Preston said, confusing himself in his words. Caesar asked him about a favored weapon that he'd want in the games. He immediately responded, "Well, I do like the plain old knife, but that get's boring quick, so the choice I love the most, probably an axe. Preston swung an imaginary axe in his head, listening to the made up sounds hit his head.