Star:
Finally. The 48th Hunger Games. My dad won the 38th, my mom the 39th. My older brother is 18, this is his last chance to be in the games. He volunteered the past 6 years, but didn't get up to the front before the other volunteers. District 1 does that, everyone wants to prove themselves. I'm 15, my name is in that bowl so many times. I signed up for unnecessary Tesserae, just so my name could get drawn. My brother and I, we trained at the District Training Center for years. Today will be the day. I will be in the games.
Kenji:
We're all in a line. There are so many of us. I wish I wasn't 18; I'm forced to be so far away from the stage. Star is up with her friends, laughing and talking. They quickly shut up once the national anthem starts. The lady in pink (I don't know –or care about- her name) gets up and does this big speech on Panem. No one really cares, we just want the games to start. "Ladies First!" She calls, like usual. "Star Nekezawa" I see Star squeal with joy and rush up on stage. Instantly, many people volunteer. Luckily, Star has many friends, they block all the volunteers. "Gentleman…" I hold my breath. "Kenji Nekezawa!" I shout with joy and run up. The other 18-year olds sigh with frustration. Many volunteer, but they beat each other up, so nobody gets up in time. "Ah, nothing like sibling rivalries. Shake hands, and Happy Hunger Games! May the Odds ever be in your favor!" Me and Star look at each other. We smile, of course. I'll kill her quickly.