Another to the list
Chapter 1
The Town Center is already crowded, it takes me a while to get in place with all the other 17 year old boys, making my way through teary eyed parents, I look around and I see the same as I have always seen on this miserable "holiday", scared, anxious faces on all those around me, and why shouldn't they be, it is the day of the reaping after all.
Suddenly all are in place and everything is quiet as the people from the Capitol take their places on stage. I can't help but smirk, just look at them, in their colourful dresses and suits, not the pretty kind of colours either, the kind that hurts your eyes just to look at them, they seem so out of place here in District 6, what am I talking about, ofcourse they look out of place, they are citizens of the Capitol. The President of the Capitol begins to talk through the massive speakers, my brain instantly mutes him as I think about what I am about to do, a rare thing to occur in all districts of Panem, unless you're from District 1, 2 or 4 that is, but I know that I must do this, I have to do this, because I can't live this way anymore, alone. I step back into the present as an annoyingly cheerful middle-aged woman stands up and moves to center stage and begins to speak.
"Happy Hunger Games District 6" she says in a high pitched voice, she just can't wait to see children die can she. Her face stiffens as she gets no reply from the audience, does she expect us to be excited or something? She then slowly walks over to one of the glass balls, which holds names of every girl aged 12-18 in District 6.
"As always, ladies first" She says eagerly. I quickly glance over to the section of children where all the girls wait for their name to be called. "Rosee Copper" She announces. Of all the girls in District 6, it had to be her, the only girl who I once loved, Once. This frustrates me. I'm stunned for a moment, but then gather myself and prepare for what I'm about to do. I look up and Rosee is standing on the stage looking for help that she knows won't come, silent, she waits for her competition, waits for me. "Now the boys" the annoying women says.
The boys name has been called, but before he has even taken 2 steps, I speak out loud and clear. "I volunteer as Tribute for District 6"
The shocked look on everybody's face is priceless, most of them don't even know who I am, but they will now remember me. I look at the boy that I have just saved, he's so tiny, 13 or 14 would be my guess, he never would of made it, but I can tell he's relieved and so are his family, I'm up on stage when the woman from the Capitol asks for my name. She then begins to speak.
"District 6, I give you, your tributes for the 51st Annual Hunger Games, Rosee Copper and Tommas Walker"