Day One
The countdown started. 5, 4… the contenders took a deep breath, preparing for their mad dash in all directions. All the tributes gazed at one another, some restless waiting for the battle, others with utter terror in their eyes; some where even sobbing quietly, face towards the ground, seeing all their friends like this towards each other…3. Bray, tears in his eyes, screamed across the way, "I LOVE YOU, SAMANTHA!" Bray threw himself in her directing, leaving the circle…the bombs killed him instantly. Samantha turned her head away, her face set. Gracie burst out laughing, "that loser, the complete idiot," she called, gesturing at the remains of Bray's body. …2… the other kids shifted their gaze to the cornucopia. It was going to be hard to reach this year; it was up on a high, natural platform…easy pickings for the faster people or the ones that were closest. …1… "Good-luck," a few of the friends called to one another, tears in their eyes and pain on their faces. They all knew that there could only be one winner…the one who had the will to survive. And then…the gong sounded.