A/N: So this is just a short little scene with humor, I'm kinda tired of the drama! Enjoy. Oh and of course, review =P

Clove's POV

Today is the reaping day, I'm so excited! I finally get to show those bitches my skills! The bad thing is….in live in district 2. Everyone my age (15-18) or close will be volunteering, so I must make sure my hand is up first. It's just like school, the first to raise their hand gets called on.

My family and I are just leaving our house, my mother being a victor, we live in Victor's Village. We also get the opportunity to own a van, so it works out. I climb in first, sitting in the back row. My younger brother soon follows and then all that's left is my three year old little sister, Patricia.

Mathew, my brother, has already found a way to annoy me….by poking my cheek. Poke…poke….poke…..poke. "Can you get your fifthly fingers away from ma' cheek? Personal space bro!" I yell at him. "You aren't any better your damn self!" Mathew glares.

From the row in front of us, Patricia says in her adorable toddler voice, "Shut da 'uck up! My earours' hurt!" At this point I can't help but burst out laughing. I swear, I am such a good influence on my siblings. My parents get in and start driving to where the reaping happens, I just forgot where…opps.

I get into my section, already being pricked, and then they start. Apparently we were the last family to arrive. The capitol lady starts blabbing about "honor" and "bravery" until she finally walks over to the large glass bowls. "This is mah time!" I think to myself as I prepare my arm to be shot into the sky.

"Our female tribute is-"Screams of "I volunteers" interrupted her sentence. I stood waving both of my arms in the air, same as every other teen girl in district 2. Some tall red-headed mother fucker tackles me. I pin that bitch to the ground, punch her, and stand back up. The peacekeepers don't seem to mind at all; in fact, they seem to be enjoying this.

"Okay okay." Her voice booms through the microphone. "You, with the brown hair, come up here!" I smile. Suddenly a voice screams "It's Esther! She's back!" I turn around to find a skinny women holding her curly-haired daughter in fear. I just smirk at them. And then start talking in a Russian accent. I'm not stupid! I've seen the movie!

"Do you want to play?" I said, moving my hands, so the little one can understand too. They both run away, fast. Like I'm not kidding, that should not have been possible for the little girl. I turn around and climb the stairs to the stage.

"Okay the male tribute is….Ron Weasley!" I see a red-head walk towards the stage, looks to be about eleven. In the middle of walking, he stops suddenly and yells "Fuck this! I'm going to Hogwarts!" And then runs away. "Okay then, volunteers?" She calls on my best-friend, of fucking course, Cato.

He walks up to the platform, then as if on cue, "I'm sexy and I know it starts playing." Until he gets next to me. "Okay, well we'd best be going….bye!" The lady said. We walked to the doors, and she whispered "District 12 is gonna win this year."

Hahahahaha…no.

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A/N: So I hope you enjoyed! I know, it was crazy, wasn't it!