Hello people, this is my very first fanfiction. I hope you like it! It's about the games with the capitol children, where they were talking about in the end of the last book. I'm Dutch, so feel free to help me with all the wrong grammar and stuff. I'm busy writing chapter two, but I will post it as soon as I have a review, or follow, or favorite. I don't care how many. I just want to write at least one people to write for. Well, let's start the story now!

Chapter one- the reaping. Cady's POV

When I wake up, I feel really bad. It takes me a few moments to realize that it's because today -first of august- is the reaping day.

I'm not really worried about myself, but about my little brother and sister. Olivia is thirteen and Simon is only twelve. Since we now we could be reaped, we practiced but they're both not very good.

I used to had another brother, an older one, but he died in the war a few months ago. His body wasn't found, so we didn't had a funeral, but we made our own room full of pictures and things he liked.

I look at the vase on my desk. Roses, his favorite. I get dressed in a simple white jeans and shirt, take a flower and walk to a room only two doors from mine's. Tears fill my eyes as I walk to a little table and put my flower down. Then I return to my own room, straight to the sink and I wash my tears away. I look in the mirror and see I look almost normal. I apply a little rouge and walk downstairs.

My brother and sister are still asleep, but my mom is already downstairs, sitting on a couch and reading a book. She cheers up when she sees me. 'Hi there, Cady, lets have some breakfast and then we'll make you pretty.' I see she hides a worried face behind her laugh.

I eat my cereal and just before I finish, I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around and look straight into the worried faces of Simon and Olivia. Olivia takes the seat on my left and Simon the one on my right. They're very quiet while they eat their breakfasts. To cheer them up, I say: 'shall I do your make-up today?' they both look at me to see if I speak the truth. I never let them use my make-up. I want to be a stylist, so I save my make-up for customers. Olivia asks: 'May I please wear your red lipstick with sparkles?' 'yes, of course you may!' Olivia jumps up and we go to my room.

I walk to my closet and pull out a red dress. I pull it over and look at Olivia. Red is her favorite color. I also take a blue ribbon and knot it around her waist. 'Wow, you look really beautiful already.' She smiles. I apply a little bit pink rouge on her cheeks. I also put on the red lipstick she asked me about and red eye shadow. A little gold eyeliner and she's done with the make-up.

I brush her blond her and make curls in it. She looks in the mirror and screams of excitement. She looks wonderful. We walk downstairs and everybody immediately tells her how pretty she is. Simon walks up to me and says:'Now me, please?'

I take him upstairs and put him in his blue suit. His favorite. I just apply a little red rouge and a very little lipstick. His eyes are so pretty they don't need any make-up. I comb his blonde hair and just leave it that way. He looks a real gentlemen.

We go downstairs and he runs to his sister and together they walk trough the room. They look pretty apart, but together they're really stunning.
My mom walks to me and says:' Now you, sweetheart?' She gives me new clothes, a skirt and ruffled blouse. It's a bit big, but my mom made it stay with little pins. Still, my blouse wont stay tucked in the skirt. My mom says it doesn't mind.

No make-up, except the little amount rouge I applied earlier. My hair just as regular, loose on my back. When I walk downstairs Olivia and Simon immediately jump up and hug me. Then I look at the clock above the fireplace. 'Oh, no! It is almost time!' I scream. Its half past one and the reaping starts at two.

When we walk to the city circle, I think at the newsflash of last night. Annie Cresta won't be a mentor, so every mentor will have three tributes. I'm just thinking what the arena would be like as a rude voice says: 'Name?' 'Cady Herron.' I reply. They write down my name. I wait before the fence till Olivia is with me. I look at the big glass balls on the stage.

Because there are so many kids, every name is only in once. I wonder what it would be like if my name was in there three times, because I'm fourteen. I look around and see that there are still a lot children behind me.

I look at the stage there are eight chairs. One for president Paylor, she's sitting and watching nervously around her. The chair next to her is for Effie Trinket. She will be reading out the names. She isn't here yet. And six for the remaining winners, except Annie. Haymitch and Beetee aren't here, but Peeta, Katniss, Enobaria and Johanna are. Peeta is talking to Johanna and Katniss is looking to the crowd.

For a moment, her eyes meet mine. Unlike my friends, I don't hate her. I feel sorry for her. She just lost her sister. I think we would all do the same in her place. She keeps staring at me for a while, so I smile at her. She smiles back and then she turns to Peeta again. Haymitch, Beetee and Effie walk on the stage. The last names are written down and after that, its strangely quiet.

President Paylor walks up to the microphone. She starts a speech but I don't really listen. It goes about the war and stuff. I see that Olivia is listening carefully, but I watch Katniss. Would she like to see us die? She looks really sorry for us. But she voted for this, right? I don't really understand.

Paylor is finishing her speech with: 'May the odds be ever in your favor' and walks back to her seat. Effie now stands up and walks to the microphone. 'Happy hungergames! And may the odds be ever in your favor!' she now explains that the remaining victors will be the mentor, each of them will be mentoring three. She also says you can still sponsor the tributes this year. 'You can now sponsor your friends or family. Exciting, huh? But its getting even more exciting. Its time... for the reaping.'

'First, the girls who will be mentored by Johanna Mason.' she says and she walks to the glass bowl with pink papers. She grabs one and walks to the microphone.'Sarah Duvall' The first name is not me, not my little sister. But still eleven girls and twelve boys to go. I see a few yards before me a girl walks to the stage. She has brown hair and eyes, wearing a blue dress. 'name?' Effie asks. 'Sara Duvall, 14 years old.' 'Excellent' Effie replies 'walk up to your mentor. Johanna already stood there, grinning. Johanna and Sarah shook hands and Sarah steps behind Johanna. Effie walked back to the bowl and grabs a second name.

'The next tribute who will be mentored by johanna is... Helena Spark! Where are you girl?'A girl walks to stage from behind me. She's tall but skinny. Really long brown hair and green eyes. 'Name?' Effie asks. 'Helena Spark, 17 years old.' she also shake hands with Johanna and takes her place next to Sarah.

Another nine names are reaped. Only one volunteer, an eighteen year old, she volunteered for a little girl from twelve who collapsed when her name was reaped. She was eighteen but very fragile. Another special one was Rose Snow, snow's granddaughter. She seemed really strong but she was only fourteen. When the last name of Katniss' tributes will be reaped and I think maybe my sister and I are both safe. Effie walks up to the bowl and takes out a name.

'The final girl tribute, mentored by Katniss, is... Cady Herron!' my heart drops. This isn't real, is it? I just stand there, stunned, till Olivia hugs me. 'Where are you, Cady?' Effie says. I walk to the stage and see Katniss looks stunned, too. Why? I think. I'm just a normal tribute, right? She didn't look so stunned by the other tributes. We stare at each other till Effie says: 'Name?' 'Cady Herron, fourteen years old.' I see Olivia, she's crying.

Katniss and I shake hands and I take my place behind her. 'And now... the boys.'
Already eight boys are reaped and I know six of them. Two who live in the same street, two from my class one who won a wrestling championship in our school and one who played in the school musical where I played in too. Another two names reaped. I don't know them.

I just hope Simon won't be reaped. I cant find him in the crowd. I planned to volunteer if Olivia or Simon would get reaped, but now I'm reaped I can't volunteer anymore. I now just hope Simon doesn't get reaped. Another one reaped. Maybe the odds are in my favor today. Well, at least a little bit. 'And the last name of today is...' not Simon Not Simon, please'

'Simon Herron! Well, doesn't that name sounds familiar. Haven't we had another Herron reaped?' I'm stunned. Again. I find Simon in the crowd. He walks up to the stage. 'Name?' Effie asks 'Simon Herron, twelve years old.' 'Walk to your mentor boy' Says Effie. Simon walks to Peeta and they shook hands.

Effie asks for volunteers but no one steps forward. They're all happy they aren't picked. 'Well, it was an exiting day, so we all deserve some rest. But before that, your president wants to say something.'

Paylor walks to the microphone again and thanks everyone for coming. Then she says they could all go, and the tributes were taken to a big building behind the stage. We all get a room and we were told to sit still and wait.

Whats going on? I don't know. Here in the capitol we only watch the reapings and the next thing we see is the tribute parade. I look into the mirror and see my blouse is pulled out again and I tuck it back in.

When I walk back, Olivia, my mom and my dad came in. Olivia immediately hugged me. My mom and dad hugged me after Olivia. I think this is the time to say goodbye to the loved ones. We keep hugging for a minute or three and then all I can say is: 'I love you.' They all reply with: 'I love you too.' I see my parents are trying not to cry.

This must be so hard for them. First lose your son, now two of your kids are reaped. Only one can survive, so they lose at least one of us. I remember Simon, when we were practicing in the garden. He wasn't very good in any of the weapons. 'You would never kill Simon, would you?' Olivia asks me. 'No, of course not. There's no situation you can think of where I will kill Simon.' She thinks about it and says: 'What if you're the last two persons remaining, not even then?' 'Not even then.' she seems a bit pleased. Then a guard came in, told them to go. 'Goodbye!' I yell at them, even when the door is closed.

I wait for someone to come, and after a few minutes my best friend came in, Jane. 'You will try to win, right?' she asks immediately. 'Of course I will.' she doesn't ask me anymore questions knowing they'll make me sad.

We just sit next to each other until the guard send her away. 'I will sponsor you!' she said, just before the door closes. 'thanks' I whisper back, but she cant hear me anymore. I try to think of someone who could come to see me, but I don't have more friends. The only person left I love is my grandmother, but she is way too weak to come visit me.

I just stare at the ceiling and wait. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. Who wants to say goodbye to me? I think when I say: 'Come on in.' It wasn't a friend or family. It was Katniss Everdeen.

This is the end of the first chapter, hope you like it! As soon as I got anything (review, follow, favorite) I will post more!