Rated T because duh.. its the hunger games. This starts on the day of Annie's reaping, Not OOC and true to the books, mostly. Please remember to rate and review. If I don't get reviews I won't know if I should continue writing, please let me know what you think :3 Should be mostly in Annie's POV. Don't understand anything? Ask me in a review. Don't have an account? I'll answer it in the disclaimer. This is my first fanfiction I am ever writing so I'm not sure if it is good. This chapter was very hard to write because not that much about Annie or her family was ever sai inj any of the books so I just had to make it up to how I thought her family and life might have been. By the way, Annie's family were upper middle class net makers, and her mother died when she was young. That was said in the books so basically, I based this chapter off that little information there, I hope you like it. Please R&R Enjoy!
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It starts like this
"Annie! Annie, wake up sleepy head." My eyes fluttered open and fixed on my older sister Coral who was standing beside my bed. "Seashell, its reaping, why are you still in bed?" I'm dizzy, tired and feel like I could faint. I had been dreaming about the reaping again. I have the same dream almost every year the night before reaping. I don't know why and I wish I wouldn't have it. I feel selfish when I do because that's only thinking about myself and not all the other children in the districts that could be reaped. I could already feel tears slipping down my face from my nightmare.
When I looked at my sister standing beside me I felt even worse. Coral was brave and I knew she hates seeing me upset. I hate reaping. At least I only have one more after this one, I honestly don't think my emotions can take this anymore. Its so ridiculous. Only 2 people get picked from my district, It probably won't even be me. I didn't know what to think though. Its always like this, every year I never know whats gonna happen, and then I was worried and sick for nothing. Its the same routine every year and that bothers me. The sickest part is, a lot of the people in the capital don't even realize how wrong this really is because Snow sugar coats it and puts what he wants in their minds and makes sure they only believe what he wants. Half those people don't even think for themselves anymore and I'm tired of it. How can I have kids knowing they can be killed in these games someday? Its not fair to us, to them, to anyone.
"Sorry Cora,"I apologized. "I just forgot." She pulled me out of bed and handed me a aqua dress to put on. "Seashell when you've put that on come out here so I can do your hair." Today is the reaping for the 70th hunger games. I am Annie Cresta, I am 17 years old. My name is only in there 5 times. I won't be picked. I walked into the bathroom trying to stay calm as I looked at the dress. It was a pretty color, I loved it, almost as much as I love green. I've never seen this dress before, so it must be new. I always feel bad about getting new dresses, when the ones I have are just fine. My dad always does it to make up for my mom not being around anymore though I think. I miss my mom. She died six years ago when my little brother was only two. My mother died of a sickness and was taken to many doctors throughout Panem, but no one seemed to have a cure for her. My mother's name was Opal Cresta, she was a net maker, she'd always help me collect shells on the beach so I could make jewelry whenever she could. My mother was very nice and pretty well known throughout the district. Many people came to her funeral. I miss her, but I see her everyday is my older sister Coral. She reminds me so much about my mom, even the Coral has blue eyes and my mothers were green.
"You look great Seashell, let me fix your hair for you." Cora hummed as she pulled my hair into a bun. She reminded me so much of my mother. They way she walked, the way she'd sing to herself when she thought nobody was looking, even her beauty reminded me of me deceased mother. I miss her all the time. I felt Coral clip the last pin into my hair before she showed me the mirror. "You look pretty seashell", Cora said. "Why do you call me that?", I ask. "Because, your kind, gentle, delicate and belong with the sea, where you are safe, Annie."
"Coral"I whispered, "I'm scared."
"I know you are Shell. Do you remember the time you saw the two cats get in a fight behind the supply shop, and one of the cats when limping of. He wasn't hurt to badly but there was a lot of blood. You were in a new white dress dad had gotten for you. I was holding on tightly to your had but you had pulled it free and were on the ground beside him, and had him pressed against your dress. At first I thought you were crying because your dress was messed up, but then I realized that's why I would be crying. Shell, you cried because he was in pain, you insisted I let you take him home, just until he was better and you did take care of him, every day. That cat loved you Shell, your kind to your core.
"Coral?''
"Yes Shell?"
"I love you", I said. "I love you to.", Cora said leaning down and giving me a big hug. She kept saying things like your gonna be fine and don't worry Shell, its gonna be okay but I couldn't really here her right now. I was focused on remembering everything possible I could remember about her... just in case. I walked to the kitchen, ready to get breakfast even though I felt like I might be sick. Coral made pancakes for everyone and I just poked it a couple times with my fork. A saw my little brother Andy's toys all around the hall way. He was only 8 so he didn't have to worry about being reaped, thankfully.
"Annie, you have nothing to worry about, and if you do, you'll be fine, not that I am saying your going to be reaped, I'm just saying that it's okay to be scared because I am scared to. Everyone gets scared for each other, that's what happens when you love someone, you become scared for them. Your strong Shell, even if you don't realize it yet, you'll see." Coral was a whole head taller than me, I could see tears clinging to her blonde eye lashes.
"Besides" Coral said trying to smile "Don't you wanna be at my wedding", like always, Cora had changed my mood again. I couldn't help but hug her again.
Andy held my fathers hand as we walked down the cobble street. "Maybe they won't even take a girl this tribute this year. That be awesome. I bet they won't. They could just take two boys this year, right dad? right? Don't you think Annie?", I could here my brother going on about it to my father. I loved Andy so much.
"I have an idea!" "They could take a test and see who is the meanest, then they can just take those people! That's be so cool wouldn't it?", Andy continued. I take one last look at my family before I make my way to the girls my age.
Shelly, the district 4 escort was already on stage and started the same awful speech we here every year. "May the odds be evor in your favor", she finished. Now, for our female district 4 tribute, "Annie Cresta", I blinked a few times, before my feet finally started carrying me to the stage. I finally made it to the stairs and tripped over the last one. Shelly steadied me before I could fall though. The tears where falling down my cheeks faster now. My eyes burned and I want to died. I've never wanted to die before, but I sure do want to die right now. I didn't even remember there could be volunteers, and I was glad for that because I looked up and Shelly was already asking if there were any volunteers for the male tribute, he looked about 14, with tears running down his face as well. We didn't have a chance. No one from four has hardly made it a day in the games since our last victor Finnick Odair won at age 14, the youngest to ever win. I think everyone remembers his games, considering anyone would give anything to even get to meet Finnick. I was different, I mean don't get me wrong, he was cute but I'd never have a chance with him anyways, and I was fine with that. I'm probably gonna die soon anyways. I just hope when I am killed it comes quick.
I looked at the two district 4 mentors. Mags, sweet, kind Mags, though I don't know how she ever won the games. And then there is Finnick Odir, the boy my sister has been crushing on ever since he won the games, though she is now engaged to Marv. Marv is nice boy, 21 like my sister. I know he will take care of her, they are cute together, the wedding is in 4 months, if I ever make it back home to see it. I love my sister, she is my best friend and I'd miss her if she moves out. It would just be me, my dad and my little brother, Andy when she moves out. My dad hasn't ever been the same since my mom died. It breaks me everytime I look at him.
I walked to the train with Finnick, Mags and Marvine. I sit down at the coffee table with the rest of them, hardly focusing on anything that's being said. I could faintly here Marvine boasting about his skills. It's sick, like he enjoys being here when other people would give anything for another chance to live. I hate it. Its sickening. I stand up and run to a possible bathroom. I hardly had anything for breakfast and I already feel like death. Son I find myself vomiting into a toilet and someone behind me. I turn around and see Finnick and feel even more sick.
Already off to a good start, way to go Annie, I think to myself. "Its okay, it happens all the time, you get use to it, I guess", Finnick says with a cocky grin. I mumble something that probably makes him think I can't even speak before I head back to the table. Mags looks up at me and smiles a sweet smile that makes me have to smile back, I mean, how can you not? I knew I'd love Mags. "Hello Annie, I am Mags, I don't believe I've introduced myself formally" I nod before mumbling "Annie Cresta", but it seemed good enough for her, she just kept smiling. I noticed the whole time no one really said much, just some small talk, but Mags looked at me and Finnick the whole time like she had just seen magic or something.
"I'm really tired, it's been a long day, I'm sorry but I really should be getting some sleep". Mags just nodded knowingly, sweetly to me. I smiled back before walking into my bedroom. It was beautiful-extravagant. Sea blue blankets, golden pillows, I love it. I walked into the bathroom and pulled off my clothing, taking my hair down and taking a shower. The water felt good against my skin.
I got out of the steaming shower and pulled on a silk nightgown that was provided for me. I layed down onto the soft bed of clouds and closed my eyes. Instantly, I was asleep. I was thankful to not have any dreams, because given my current status they would have been horrid nightmares. This bed was soft, I mean soft soft. I like it.
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