I noticed recently that a lot of literature on deviantART has spaces in between the paragraphs so people can read it better. Then I realized my stories are kinda hard to read, with it being small text and no space between the paragraphs. Therefore, I changed the formats of all the chapters in my two stories, putting spaces between the paragraphs, and making the text on Just a Game the normal size. I kept the text small for my Foxface fanfic, just 'cause. So I will be doing that for now on.
Oh, and I just finished Chapter 10 of Just a Game, so far my favorite chapter (we finally got to the tribute interviews!). I'll be taking a short break, working on a roleplay with my friend and rereading Hunger Games to refresh my memory of how it all works. It's been a while! I feel slightly embarrassed that some of my first few chapters of Just a Game weren't very true to the book, and I found that out recently when I started rereading the book. So the next five or so chapters, will be much truer to the book. Chapter 11 starts with Part Three and the beginning of the Games! I have a lot of interesting stuff plotted out, so I'm excited. Now it's just a matter of connecting all that I've plotted.
Read Chapter 10 here:
Just a Game - Chapter Ten
The next day I'm roused by my prep team.
"Wake up, sleepyhead!" Tally exclaims, jolting me up from my bed. His fluorescent green tank top hurts my eyes, so I try not to look at him as he rips an orange feather boa from his neck, throwing the thing on a chair next to the bed. His constricting snakeskin pants remind me of a boa constrictor. Maybe that's why he wore that atrocious feather thing.
"It's a tad bit cold outside today," Moon says as she takes off her powder blue jacket, laying it across the armrest of the same chair. She flattens out her angular paper white dress, which flares out at the bottom. "Hopefully it gets warmer for tonight."
"I don't know what you two are always complaining about," says Zana, her hands on her hips. The morning sun coming in from the window reflects against her metallic dress, blinding me. "I'm never as cold as you tw