This is my first fan fiction and it is in a world where Peeta never got reaped, Katniss still won, but the games continue. I do not own the Hunger Games.
Chapter 1
I wake up and stare at the ceiling, it is first light and my window lets sun rays reach my head, it always is sunny on the day of the reaping, the reaping, my second reaping. I have eighteen entries thanks to tesserae I have to take, eight because of last year's entries, one because I have to, and seven to keep my family alive. I walk to the small mirror on the wall next to the door, a small girl, with dark skin and eyes stares back, I look like many others from District Eleven. I reach for my hair brush, my brown hair doesn't pass the end of my neck, this way it can't get into my eyes. Hanging by the wardrobe is a long white dress which my mum must of hung up last night, on the floor underneath it is a pair of white sandals, reaping clothes. My other clothes for some reason are not right for the reaping, to simple or something along the lines of that is what my mum had said last year when I had started to get dressed. I put on the dress and sandals, the white is okay I guess but the sandals hurt my toes and I wish I could were my soft boots. I begin to head downstairs for breakfast, I am about to go through into the kitchen when I hear voices from the over side of the door.
"Honey it's not good for her to be taking all this tesserae, by the time she's fifteen she would have been reaped for sure."
"I know know dear, but she just wants to make sure we survive, and to be truthful if it wasn't for her taking tesserae I don't think we would."
"But she won't even let Poppy and Rose take some next year," how could my dad say such a thing? I take all that tessarae so they will never have to. I step back a bit pretend I didn't hear anything, then walk in.
"Hi Mum, hi Dad," I say with a smile, acting as if I've just got up.
"Hello Autumn, my little beauty," says my Dad, it's a bit of a sad name really but the season I was born in, but I still have always liked it. My four younger sisters come in, Poppy and Rose are both 11, Melody she's 7 and has the voice of an angel, and Heather the 5 year old, they look like smaller mes, but with waist length hair.
Soon after a breakfast of seeded bread and raspberries it is time to go to the reaping. A Capitol woman named Saskia De Kazan stands on the stage. Her hair is sky blue and wavy, she is waiting for the reaping to start. I find my two friends Cherry and Lily. Cherry with her straight waist length black hair and light brown eyes. Lily with her curled brown hair and blue eyes. We hold hands, there is nothing left to do but hope, but all three of us know hope will do nothing for us here. The Mayor walks onto the along with the mentors Chaff and Seeder. The Mayor starts the reading about the dark days and why we have the Hunger Games, I wish they'd just get on with it. Finally Saskia steps up to the balls.
"It's time to put the lucky tributes of District 11 for the 80th Annual Hunger Games," she says in her silly Capitol accent, lucky how can she think anyone in these games lucky, they have to fight to the death for pete's stake. She carries on.
"Ladies first," now I know I shouldn't of hoped when she reads out the name of the tribute.
"Autumn Malet."
Please tell me what you think of it, it might not be that good because it's my first one.