The sun blinded me as I woke up on the porch in the hammock that my father made. I walked back into my face and saw that it was only 5:30 in the morning, I grabbed a pillow from the chair in the loving room and laid back down on the couch. I drifted back into a beautiful slumber.
"FINNICK! FINNICK! FINNICK! WAKE UP!" my little sister screamed jumping on me.
I laughed and yawned. She was only seven and I was ten. I looked up and saw the smiling face of my older sister Pearl looking down at me with a cup of water in her hands. I scrunched my face and hugged my baby sister, Marina. I kicked her off the couch and stood up. Pearl put the cup of water down and hugged me like she did on every reaping day. I still had two years and I was going to enjoy my last two years as a boy who can't be reaped. My sister on the other hand was seventeen and her birthday was the week before every reaping. She was always a wreck before the reaping. Her boyfriend was eighteen and his name was in the bowl twenty-two times this year and he gotten in a lot of trouble with the peacekeepers this year.
He was one of the kids that most teachers would refer to as the trouble child and most kids didn't like him, because of his mean nature. My sister loved him and I knew him pretty well. The reaping was starting at noon and ending at 12:10. It was quick, but painful.
It was 11:30. I quickly got dressed and made my way downstairs to meet with my mother and father and give them hugs. Even though, I had two more years, I always hugged my parents, because of Pearl. I didn't want to think that maybe she could be reaped and then she would die. I mean she was what some would classify as a career and most parents gave their kids training before the games. It was like hating your child if you were in 4 and didn't give them at least some training before each reaping.
We got there by noon and my mother, father, Marina and I all stood away from the kids who were eligible to be reaped for the Hunger Games. I saw Percy, Pearl's boyfriend from where I was standing. Kelly Doc walked out on to the stage in the most atrocious outfit someone in her status could where. It was vomit green and extremely revealing. Her hair was a lime green and her skin was yellow with pink and orange gems all over her face and arms and legs. I could vomit.
To my right I saw my friend Matthew. He was eleven. We were in the same year, he was held back as a kid, because he lacked motivation in his years to go on. I waved to him and he looked scared. Percy was his brother and I knew why he looked scared. I didn't saw anything, but just looked ahead and stared at the woman and laughed as she whispered along with every word that was said in the little film that they had play at every reaping. She was crazy.
"Now, now. Since that is over. Ladies first" she said in her stupid capitol accent, "Jenna-Louise Tracy!" a dying whale noise came from the fifteen year old section. Jenna looked terrified and no one volunteered for her. She was sobbing and her friends were frozen and laughing. Obviously they didn't like her all to much.
"Now, for the boys," she spoke once more, "Jonathan Ceta!"
A boy who had to have been 18 walked up onto the stage and smiled largely. I didn't think much of it until Pearl came back relived and happy that for once again she was not reaped and would live another year. The girl was sobbing as she walked into the Justice Building, hopefully that will never be me or Marina or Pearl.