Author's Note: Hey Guys! This is my first fanfiction so please go easy on me! I am sorry about the chapter length but hopefully as the story progresses it will get larger so please enjoy and share :) and give feedback please!
Every year, I get stuck with same old District 12. I feel jealous of my good friend Tilka who gets the luxurious District 1. I can hear the voices outside in the square; The Reaping is just about to begin. I start to clean myself up, wondering if this is the year we will finally get another victor, Haymitch Abernathy is the only other person in District 12 who has won. I was just a little girl. I love the Hunger Games, I have ever since I started watching it, the ever changing arenas and the amount of tributes that have come and gone and then the Victor rising at the end to obtain his or her glory. Although somehow, I can't seem to shake the feeling that this time it's going to be different.