I sit on the steps of our front porch, watching the sun set over the remains of the capitol. It used to be beautifull, until the war, which changed my life into the rubble city made my heart ache. This was my home city that I have lived in for all 16 years of my life. Well, at least I still have my mom. I wish I had my dad, but he left my mom when I was 1 year old. And I have my house, unlike some unlucky people who had to evacuate their homes, like my friend Joel, and his family, who are living with us.
I throw a rock, and watch it roll down the deserted streets when Joel approaches me. He smiles at me, and I turn away, because I'm blushing. He sits down next to me, and we sit in silence. Suddenly, the front door opens, and Joel's older sisters, Andromena and Alana, come bounding outside.
"Guys, dinner- Oooh! look at you two LOVEBIRDS!" says Andromena.
"Shut up." Joel says, playfully shoving Andromena. She shoves him back.
"We're just friends." I say, but I really, really want to be more than friends.
"Anyways, dinner's ready." said Alana, and they skip back into the house.
Joel rolls his eyes and says " They're such dorks." I laugh, and agree.
Joel, his two older sisters, and his mom were staying with us, because they had to evacuate from their house. Unfortunately, Joel's dad was a peacekeeper who died during the war.
We eat a small meal of canned potato soup for dinner. Nothing much is said at the table. When I finnish, I put my plate in the sink when suddenly, an emergency capitol message pops up suddenly on the TV. Everyone's attention turn to it now. President Paylor appears on the screen.
She clears her throat, and announces, "I have an important announcement. The living victors of past Hunger Games have all voted on a final, 76th Hunger Games. But, instead of tributes from the districts, we will choose capitol children, who are directly releated to capitol workers with the highest athourities."
Everyone gasps. I drop my dish, and it lands on the floor with a big crash, scattering into a million pieces. I get a scowl from my mother.
"Whaaaaaatttt?" Alana shreicks. NOT another Hunger Games. I do not like the Hunger Games, because I think it's very cruel of the capitol to kill innocent children, plus, I hate violence. The capitol is getting a taste of their own medicine.
"Wow." is all Andromena can mannage to say. I'm speechless too. I was not expecting this.
I get a broom from the pantry, and start sweeping the broken glass from the floor.
"Katniss must've said no, right? I mean, that's why they rebelled in the first place!" I say.
"I don't know, but why do you care?" asks Joel. I shrug, but the reason why I care is that I admire Katniss and her courage, and I would be dissapointed and let down if she was in favor of a 76th Hunger Games.
Well it's not the end of the world, because it doesn't concern me or any of my loved ones.
