Reaping day wasn't exactly Missy's favourite day of the year. But living in district 2, it was expected of her to be exited. Her emotions were slightly mixed; One half of her was giddy with anticipation, and the other half was scared out of her mind. On the outside, she came across as strong, and definitely intimidating. But on the inside, she was just like any other 13 year old girl on reaping day. Terrified and feeling weak. Yes, she was only 13, but she could easily pass as about 15. She was tall, probably around 5'6, strong, and not too bad looking either. Even though mostly everyone in district 2 had long dark hair, and dark eyes, Missy stood out. Her hair fell to about her shoulders, and was a deep brown colour, but her eyes were a bright blue. She was one of the only people who didn't look like everyone else in her district, and it made her happy.
Getting up out of her comfy bed was hard. Part of her wanted to lie there all day, but she knew she could never avoid the reaping. So Missy got up out of bed, brushed her tangled hair, and slipped on her only dress. It was dark blue, and had a fluffy black bow on the back. She jogged quickly downstairs, passing a clock on the way. Missy and her mother only had about 10 minutes to get to the reaping. "Hurry up mom! We're going to be late!" Missy yelled to her mom, once she got to the front door of her large, white house. Living in district two meant never having to go hungry, and having a pretty decent home. "I'm coming dear! You go along without me." Missy smiled to herself and pulled open the screen door, letting the cool Autumn breeze rush in. She stepped out onto the crunchy November leaves and began walking to the City Circle, where the reaping was held.