Today is the day. The day where 2 innocent kids ages between 12-18 get chosen to be a tribute in The Hunger games. Also known as reaping day. I quietly get up from my bed and see my younger sister Prim sleeping on the other side of our moms bed. She must've woken up in the middle of the night, and I don't blame her. I was scared too when I was 12 and it was my first reaping. I walked silently to the closet and put on pants and my hunting jacket that was my dad's before he died in the mines. I was about to leave when I heard a soft voice.

"Katniss?" Prim sat up slowly.

" Sorry Prim," I walked over to her. " I didn't mean to wake you. I was about to go meet Gale in the woods."

" It's fine Katniss, I couldn't sleep much anyways." Prim softly said.

" Prim it's your first year, there's no way they could pick you." I said embracing her into a hug.

" I know, it's just I'm scared." Prim voice breaking as she started to cry.

"It's okay, you'll be fine." I said softly rubbing her back trying to calm her down.

Prim looked up at me, and softly said, " Can you sing for me"

I nodded, " Of course." Prim laid backed down, and I started to sing.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow

Prim joins in.

A bed of grass, a soft green pillow.

" Try to sleep little one. I'll be back soon." I said kissing her lightly on the forehead.

I make my way into the woods, where I retrieve my bow and arrow, and quietly waited for Gale. I saw a deer go by and I knew I had to get it. I slowly walked towards the deer who was at a creek drinking water. I raised my bow and arrow and was about to shoot when I heard, " What are you gonna do with that when you kill it?" The deer shot up its ears and ran away. I tried to shoot at it, but failed miserably. " Damn you Gale." I said laughing.

" Hey catnip," he said smiling giving me a small hug. My name is Katniss but when I first told Gale I whispered it he heard catnip, and ever since the name stuck with me. " Look what I shot!" He said showing bread he got at the bakery. " Costed me a turkey but it was worth it." He said.

" Great, Prim's left some cheese for us. Now we'll definitely have a capitols feast." I say laughing as I sat down in the grass.

Gale sat next me spreading cheese on the bread. " Are you nervous about today?"

" Definitely." I sigh. " More nervous for Prim, you, and Peeta."

" Peeta." Gale says with an edge in his voice.

" Gale, I know you don't like him, but he's my friend you know. He saved my life." I say remembering back to the time when I was younger and I was trying to find food to feed my family. This was after my dad had died. I tried selling Prim's baby clothes but no such luck. So then I started looking in the trash of the bakery, but then the owners wife came out yelling at me to leave, so I did. I didn't make it far, just to the tree across the bakery. I collapsed on the ground, when I heard the bakers wife yelling again. I thought she came to yell at me but she wasn't. I looked up to see this blonde boy walking out of the bakery with 2 burnt loafs of bread. The bakers wife which I was assuming is his mom yelled at him for burning the bread and told him to throw the bread to the pigs. He began doing so, but as soon as his mom had left, he looked over to me and threw the bread towards. I looked at him and then the bread. I slowly got up and got the bread tucking it in my jacket and ran home, without saying thank you. I did see him staring at me at school the next day, so I decided to say thank you. And ever since then we became great friends.

"Yeah I know," Gale said bringing me out of my thoughts. He stood up, " we should be going catnip, reaping starts soon."

" Yeah you're right." I stood up as well. " I'll you see you later," I said giving him a small hug, enjoying the last time we might have together. I looked at him and gave him a small smile and turned away and started walking. I returned my bow and arrow, and walked towards the house. I walked in taking off my boots and I heard my mom say softly, " Katniss I drew you a bath." I said thank you and made my way into the bathroom where I was collecting my thoughts for the reaping. As soon as I got out, I saw that my mom had left me one of her old dresses to wear. I quickly got dress and made my way into the living room. My mom decided to put my hair for me, since all I knew was how to do a braid. As soon as she was done I heard a small voice saying, " I wished I looked like you."

I turned around to see Prim looking at me. " No I wish I looked like you little duck," I smiled as I tucked in her shirt in the back. I kneeled down so I was her height and gave her a big hug. She threw her hands around my neck and we both held each other tightly before we heard the horn that signaled us to go down.

Hand in hand, Prim and I walked over to square where the reaping was taking place. As we got closer, I stopped and faced Prim.

" Listen prim, they're going to prick your finger and take a little blood." I say.

Fear filled her eyes. " You didn't say that was going to happen." She stumbled across her words hyperventilating.

" I know, but it will be quick I promise." I say. " Come on we need to hurry." I stood up and grabbed her hand and made our way to the peacekeepers.

Each of the official peacekeeper pricked our finger. Prim made her way to little kid section while I went to my age group. The mayor came out giving a long speech about the hunger games and how it's punishment for rebellion that happened in the districts long ago. Then district 12 victor Haymitch Abernathy stumbled out on the stage drunk and fainted. After the mayor gave his speech, a young lady, " Effie Trinket, who is the person who chooses the tributes comes out on stage.

" Welcome! Welcome! Welcome! Happy Hunger Games. And may the odds be ever in your favor. Now the time has come for us to select one courageous young man and woman for the honor of representing District 12 in the 74th annual Hunger Games. As usual, ladies first." She says. She walks over to bowl filled with names picks one piece of paper. She crosses back to the podium, smoothes the slip of paper, and reads out the name in a clear voice. And it's not me.

It's Primrose Everdeen.