Have you ever had one of those days when it feels like the whole wide world is against you? Well, then you know how I feel. You see it's Reaping Day the least happy day of the year! but not just any Reaping Day, the 4th Quarter Quell Reaping Day. This Quell's theme... well actually I can't remember the theme, but I could remember that this time FOUR tributes are picked, not two, FOUR, get it? And there are two victors this time, and I guess that's all the info on it I remember. Well let's get past the backstory crap and get to what's happening right now, I'm Schrodinger Crossings, but I don't like the name so my friends usually call me Schro, I live in District 12, I'm 15, and have two brothers and two sisters, and my parents, well we don't really know what happened to them, so we think they're dead. Now on with my story.
I woke up like usual and checked the clock, still 2 hours until Reapings, so I guess I might as well get dressed. I threw on some clothes, nothing special. Who wants to get dressed for what might be their last day on Earth? Definitely not me. I looked in the mirror and I saw a tall-ish, hobo-like dark brown haired boy with hazel eyes, and decided to dress a little more nicely. I grabbed a button up shirt, a pair of black pants, and a belt. I think I look okay, anyways I'll get a second opinion from Wally, he'll know more about Reaping ready clothes, after all, he is 19, I think before walking to the bathroom and splashing some water on my face to keep me awake, if I got picked for the Games I wouldn't want a tired, slacker-y looking boy to bet on, I'd want a boy who's awake and alert or something. I sit on my bed, praying that I'll live another year, and before I know it I'm sleeping.
I wake to the sounds of constant bickering, probably Virgil and Selene's 10 year old bickering. Damn, they got up before me, this is a bad sign, a bad sign indeed, how long was I asleep anyway! I looked at the clock, "let's see about," I said, before looking at the longer hand, "10 minutes, wait, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes," it took awhile to register in my freshly awakened mind that I needed to go. I grabbed Virgil, whom by the looks of it was eating toast, and Selene, who was yelling at Virgil for something about toast and her breakfast or something. We ran through the back alleys and made it to town square, full of roped areas, and frightened children and parents alike. I slipped into the 15 year old male area and waited. Soon enough the Capitol escort with all her capitol makeup; electric blue skin, and purple hair in a bun with these wierd tatoos on her arms and legs, and the mayor come along to the platform and start blabbering like an idiot about the 'histories' that everybody knows about and then introduced the escort whom I remembered was named Rin Avalia and she blabbered on about something everyone knows about, and that everyone tunes out. Then the main attraction the Reaping Balls, large glass balls with the names of every child from 11 - 18. I had my name in 7 times becuase of the two years we needed Tessera and the standard 5 I needed to put in. Ladies first, again. She put her hand in and fished around and pulled out one name, an 18 year old with blonde hair and olive skin went up, I think her name is Alyxine Celeste. Then Rin pulled out another name. I heard something, Mellark, and thought, where have I heard that last name before? Then the girl came up, brown hair, olive skin, and it hit me when I saw the Mockingjay pin. District 12's Second female tribute; my former-best-friend-now-turned-enemy, daughter of the double victors Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark, Rosalie Mellark, or as I call her, Thorn. Next the boys Rin pulled some 13 year old named Jacob Reine who looked like most of us in District 12, the standard olive skin, the grey eyes, and the non-uniform red hair. It kind of made me feel guilty letting a small kid like that get killed, but I had better things to think about. The escort went in and grabbed another name. I heard it, but couldn't comprehend it. They called me. My whole world fell apart and somehow my body thought it would be funny if I went up there and as soon as I came to my senses I was looking face to face with my former friend and a frightened 13 year old. We all shook hands and went to the Justice Building for our visits, or should I say, the only people who give a damn about us.
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