Chapter 1
I stared out my window; my blonde bangs covered my left eye slightly but didn't block my sight. The streets were covered with poverty and damage. It's been 10 years sense the districts attacked. What did they attack, the former capital; now known as District 14. I sighed as I walked out of my bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. My mom smiled at me,
"Well hey there! Little Miss Lita came out of her cave", I shot her a glare,
"Not funny" I said and sat at our small table with my brother James. James was 18, and he is lucky. He can no longer do the Hunger Games, and now I have to wait out my 5 years. Honestly as much as you win in the games, you have a much higher chance of dying. That isn't a chance I would want to take. James smiled at me,
"Yah know Lita, tomorrow is a really important day, the Reaping, and your birthday. But the Reaping is more important." He laughed and smiled at me, I smiled a little and turned away. "Yep" he said "our little Lita going to the 13 year mark of life!"
~~~THE NEXT DAY AT 3:25 PM~~~
We all gathered in the center of town, I glared at them, every single representative from every single district.
"Hello people of district 14", the president bellowed, "We will be happy to announce the district players for the Hunger Games."
"WE HATE YOU!" I screamed out "DON'T YOU DARE SEND THESE CHILDREN INTO YOUR STUPID DEATH TRAP!" My mom jerked me back and scolded me quietly. The president laughed, "Now who's our brave little rebel."
I threw my hand up and screamed, "I AM!" He told me to come up to the stand and tell my name and age, and I did just that exactly, I stepped on to the stage and grabbed the microphone. "My name is Lita Moonslit, I'm 13 years old and I hate your stupid little games, don't you even DARE send us to your death trap." He laughed,
"Ok then we have our female tribute!"
"WHAT" I screamed, I made a move to tackle him, but before I could the Peacekeepers grabbed me and dragged me off the stage.
I kept thinking about it. The screaming, the blood, the violence, and the fear of death with every day you face. Every single episode of the games that I have seen burned in my mind, every dead child; their sad and scared faces stared at me. I was going to be one of those faces, one of those children. One of the dead. I stopped thinking and started crying, my head hurt, and every single inch, no centimeter, of my body shook. A gentle knock tapped my door, and James popped his head in.
"Hey Lita", he said, "How's it going?" I looked up at him and spoke with a shaky voice,
"James, I can't survive this. I'm going to die."
"No, you're not Lita", He sat on my bed and hugged me tightly, "You will make it to the end and win."
"You don't know that, no proof", I pushed him away from me and stood up. I gazed into a small hand mirror as I gently picked it up. I stared at a small crack in the middle, it divided my face. Crack! I had thrown the mirror at the wall and it shattered into pieces. "I hate him", I said "The president, his stupid representatives, and that girl who they call the mocking jay. I want to kill them all."
"LITA!" James yelled, "Don't talk like that"
"I WANT TO! I SWEAR I WILL KILL THEM, THEY TREAT AND RAISE UP LIKE PIGS FOR SLOTTER!" James shook his head, got up, kissed the top of my head, and left the room. I screamed and fell onto my bed. My door cracked open and I heard her voice.
"Hi Miss. Moonslit, I'm sorry for this morning but there are things you need to know." It was her. The Mocking Jay.
Yupp, so here's the story! I hope you liked the FIRST OFFICIAL CHAPTER! Ok well, I don't own the hunger games, Blah-bity blah. COMMENT OR MY PENGUIN~~~(") GAR~~~ Will attack you!
