The day of the reaping was the day Victoria Ravella despised the most. She had seen competitors from her district, which is district 9, died. Last year's chosen kids were Andrew Churn,Loratta Green and two other kids. They did not make it pass the bloodbath. So were the rest of the competitors from season 74 and 75. A guy won season 76,I believe his name to be Timothy Reigge, but for the rest of the seasons, no one won for district 9.
I am 15. I am smart and agile, like a girl once in season 74. She died, but was 4th in ranking. So far smart people, like 2 season ago a girl name Felice Weathers, who was 15, like me, made it to the final three but died due to accidently stepping on a snare and then slashed to death. I was secretly rooting for her.
" Come on dearie. Lets get you dressed and ready to go!", my mother Elyse Ravella exclaimed. There was a pregnant silence beween us before she realised her mistake in choice of words. My mother was 32. Her fiance who was chosen at season 75 and he died. But she was pregnant with me at that time. She since recovered from her depression. " Sorry. My bad. I cannot bear to lose you!" my mother replied softly. I took the dress that was emarald green from her. " I will not. Die in the hunger games. Ne-e-ver." I said gently to her. "I hope." was a soft reply.
I was standing with the girls who were 15. I nervously tugged my dress. I did not want to die. Or get chosen, anyway. I saw the mayor coming and reciting the extremely boring Treaty of Treason. What crap is it? Why did it need to be stated at all. So far I did not partake the rebellions. Since the 2nd rebellion, the Gamemakers decided to double the "contestants" and change the ages to 11-20 years old. Which is bull.
A lady with outrageous makeup and a red wig that looked like it came out from a clown's shoe standed infront of us. "It's great to see this district again," she exclaimed. "I'm Mimi Moerosta, your guide to the Capitol!" Clearly she wanted to be posed to a better district. "May the odds ever be in your favor! So lets start the reaping! As we know, ladies first!" She stuck her revolting arm in the glass bowl filled with names.I knew the chances were slimmer now for me. But i dare not say I definitely would be not chosen.
Mimi fished out a ticket. "We have a winner! Catherine Roselle!" A girl, who looked 17, walked up the stage, as white as a sheet. But I could see she was not going to break down so easily. One more name to go! I thought. " Any takers? No? Okay, next up is........." I prayed hard it would not be me. "Victoria Ravella! Congratgulations!" I felt like I died. I felt like I was about to faint and paramedics would try to save me. But I just walked up the stage, pale and shaking like a leaf. Screw my luck today.
"Any takers? No? So lets move on to the boys!"
Jared Rossier and Darren Splore were chosen for the thou both were paler than the biege color on the stage, both of their height is 6'4" and they had broad shoulders. Catherine was 4 inches taller then me, and I felt like I was going to be easy picking. Because I was only 5'7" and could barely hold a weopen. The last thing I knew was a spiral of black before I collasped on the ground, in fear.