Pepper's POV
"Pepper Who!" our escort, Maikailia Fuchsia announces. I feel the wave of dread rush over me as I realize I have been reaped for the 189th Hunger Games as a representative for District 3. Maikailia, or as I like to call her, Fuchsia, goes a little differently to other reapings in other districts. She likes the tributes to give a speech. So when I nervously tiptoe onto the stage, she asks me my name and my age. "My name is Pepper Rose Who, and I am 18 years old." (A/N) In the 100th games, a permanent twist was announced that said 18 year olds could now be reaped and/or volunteer, and I am assuming the reaping is in late September (A/N) And then I launch into my speech; "I was born on the 13th of December, 2316. I grew up with my 2 older brothers, Quentin who is 20, and Trevas who's 23. I was gifted with two younger sisters who are in the reaping crowd now, their names are Veronica and Suzanne, and they're 16 and 12 respectively. My mother and my father are the best parents I could ever ask for, as when I need to fix say, a broken motherboard for a school assignment, they buy me the brokenest motherboard there is. My boyfriend, Caolan, has supported me throughout my whole life, especially in the tough times such as my pregnancy. Caolan and I vowed that if either of us was reaped, the other would take care of Erynn until they came back. And that leads me to the best part of my life. Erynn was born when I was 16, and she's 2 now. She's a bundle full of sunshine and helps Caolan and I bond together. It's because of Erynn that Caolan and I are engaged, and we were to be married on the day I turn 19, a Wednesday. And now that I've been reaped, I fear for my family, for Caolan, for Erynn, because I was told strictly by the peacekeepers that my family line could not continue, yet I was already pregnant when I was told. And now I fear for myself, as I am vulnerable, weak, because I am pregnant again with my second child. Thank you." I receive a collective gasp from the audience when I release my news of my second pregnancy. Everyone stays silent after that. And then, one by one, they all give me the ever popular District Twelve Salute, the one given to Katniss Everdeen at the reaping of the 74th Hunger Games. Fuchsia places her hand into the boys reaping bowl after some time and swiftly pulls out a slip of paper that is about 3 or 4 centimeters long. She gasps, and reads out the name very quietly. If she didn't have a microphone, the name would have been undetectable: "Caolan Wynters...".