A/N: this whole story is from Haymitch's sons pov just so y'all know. Enjoy! I don't own THG by the way, jut a fan.
"Ugh, why do I even need to dress up. We all know that I'm going to be the one who is picked just because the Capitol can't resist seeing the son of a victor back in the arena," I say.
"Calm down boy it's one damn day and I think your big enough to handle it," my dad responds.
In some ways I know he's right. This is my first reaping and since my dad pulled a stunt in his games the Capitol has had my reaping in the works for a long time. I know that the odds are not in my favor but who knows, I may come out alive. My circumstances are certainly better than the rest of the district. Living in the victor's village, I've grown up as close to the lap of luxury, outside of the Capitol, as possible. I have been well fed my entire life and although I am young, I am one of the strongest kids in District 12. I quickly jump in the upstairs shower and change into my reaping cloths. I don't really care too much about my appearance, I guess I take after my dad on that one. I shake my long blonde hair and walk down stairs.
I am assaulted by the aroma of alcohol and old food. You might think I would get used to it after a while, but it's one of those things that never seems to change.
"Hey dad when do we have to leave for the square," I yell.
"How do I know, I just do what I'm told," he replies. "Why don't you run over to Katniss and Peeta's house and tell them to get ready."
"Fine. See you later."
I am about to head out the door when I hear a sharp knock. I absentmindedly opened the door expecting it to be Peeta. I figured he would stop by to make sure my dad wasn't sloppy drunk like last year. To my surprise Effie Trinket, the district 12 escort stood impatiently at the door. My dad had talked about Effie before, saying she was uptight and always worried about appearance and that he couldn't stand being around her.
"I must speak to Haymitch," she said in a high pitched voice as she rushed past me into the house, making sure not to make eye contact with me.
"Fine, he's either passed out in his room or in the shower. Either way, I don't think now is the best time to talk to him, but your welcome to wait if you want," I replied. I cleared the empty liquor bottles off the couch and motioned for her to sit down.
"Richard who's down there with you," my dad yelled from the top of the stairs.
"Effie," I yelled back to him.
I heard the steps creaking and saw my dad slowly working his way down with a bottle in one hand and the other hand on the railing.
"What the hell are you doing here," my dad yelled at the escort. He didn't sound angry, but almost worried. I took that as my hint to make a quick exit before he starts with a full fledged alcohol induced argument. I quickly backed out of my house and walked over to Katniss'. I wouldn't say I'm good friends with Katniss and Peeta, but they do come over to visit sometimes and one of them will undoubtedly be my mentor. I knock a couple times expecting Peeta to come to the door since he practically lives here, even though they aren't married. A minute later the door swings wide and out strides none other than President Snow.
"Ah hello, you must be young Mr. Abernathy. I do believe we will be seeing a lot of you in the near future. But don't worry we won't go out of our way to eliminate you. We believe in an even playing field after all."
His snake like eyes meet mine as he puts his hand out for me to shake. I instinctively do the same and put on a small smile no matter how much I dislike the man. I really don't want to give him any reasons to kill me when I'm in the arena.
"It's so great to meet you in person Mr. President Snow." I say in a childish voice to hide my disgust.
"Likewise," and before I can say another word he is stepping into a car that I hadn't noticed when I was walking over. That didn't matter to me though. Snow had just confirmed what I had thought for the last 5 years. I am going into the games.
Bum Bum Buuuummm. I know it's a shortish chapter but I'm still tryin to establish some ideas for future chapters. It just felt like the right place to stop and hopefully get some feedback. Oh and thanks for reading.