Okay, hey chibi's. Sorry about the confusion with stories. So I, like, adore Vick, because I had a shot at playing him in catching fire. I decided not to try out, though. anyway, here is his hunger games. ENJOY!

I wake up screaming.

It is 11:21 AM. I have exactly 39 minutes to get to the square.

I like being right.

I slide out of bed, coughing. It is the 77th Hunger first Hunger Games. I turned twelve at 11 o'clock on November 5th.

I also like being precise.

As I walk down the hall, I realize nobody is home. Not even Hazel, my mother.

This probably isn't good. Since Darius dissapeared, most of the peacekeepers have been jerks.

Total jerks.

I, for one, am just glad they haven't found out about hunting yet.

I am fond of Hunting.

I'm decent at it, but not even comparable to Gale or Katniss.

I like Katniss.

I stumble to the door and slide on my shoes. When I walk out the door, I also notice there is nobody on the roads.

Yep, this is definitely not good.

As well as stumbling to the door, I stumble to the square. When I arrive, I realize why nobody was in the streets.

It took me exactly 38.2 minutes to get down the hall. THAT was slow. I guess I was so tired, time escaped me.

I barely have time to rush into the square, when I notice I forgot to get my hand cut for my blood and name. I've been dreading this moment my whole life, but when I got it cut, it really wasn't terrible.

I hurry over to Gale and Rory. Katniss and Prim are next to them.

"Vick!" Rory whispers angrily. "You're late!"
"Actually," I say, "I had 40 seconds left to get here."

Rory rolls his eyes and prim giggles. I really wouldn't think this was time for laughing.

Effie does a cat-walk onto the stage, as always.

"Welcome, welcome!" She says, by instinct, "To the 77th annual Hunger Games. Please kneel."

This is new. I had no idea we had to kneel at the reaping.

"Thank you. And now, may I welcome Ruler of our Nation, Bearer of the Capitol's crown, Mr. President Snow."
I hadn't a clue he would be showing up.

" Hello citizens of District 12," He says powerfully. "This year is a special reaping." He smiles at the thought.

"BUT IT'S NOT THE QUARTER QUELL!" Somebody from the crowd hollers. I see peacekeepers shoot them on the spot, and a little girl begins to cry. He must've been her father. I feel sorry for her.

"Anyway," snow mutters as if nothing happened,"seeing as how Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark have had such odd Hunger Games experiences(A/N: Remeber? They both won! And this is a universe without a second rebellion. The 3rd quarter quell was cancelled!) ,we've decided to have an odd reaping in District 12. With this, people who are 10-20 may be reaped, and we are reaping 2 people from each gender.

Katniss' face hardened.

"They can't do that." She whispered to Gale.

"They can do anything." He cringed. "They're the capitol.

"L-ladies first," Effie says with a fake smile on her face. She is trying to keep up our spirits I don't know what I think of this "Special Reaping." Just then,her hands dips into the bowl. She looks nervous as she pulls out a name.

"Yarrow Haberdatch!" A tiny little red-headed girls drags herself onto the stage, nearly crawling. I can hear her bawling from here. She is 10.

Uh oh.

I know this is painful for Effie. But she dips here hand in again.

"Pensolia...P-pensolia-" She stutters.
"Oh, for goodness sakes," Snow cries, grabbing the name.
"Oh dear." He says to himself. He leans into the microphone. "Pensolia Trinket."

The crowd was shocked. Effie had a daughter? No, I remember now. She is her niece.

The large crowd parts, as a 15 year-old girls stands tall and walks up to the stage. Effie is in tears. " I'll finish for boys," Snow offers. Effie sprints off stage, thanking Snow.

"Alright," The president announces, slipping his hand into the boys bowl.

"Jackson Croppertismie!" A large, aggressive looking boy hobbles up to the stage and smiles. He seems like a career from our district. As if we have any.

I get very excited. Only one name left to pick. I assure myself it could not be me, that my very first reaping will be a success.

It is also for the very first time I am wrong.

I don't like being wrong.

Especially now.

A/N So, How did you love it? No, just kidding. For the record, I am putting in *ahem* a character submit. It can be a new gamemaker, a mentor, or a tribute. I need this in the reviews though.

Name:

Age:

District:

Appearance:

Personality:

Favored Weapons"

Method of Death(or do you want them to win?):

Career Tribute?:

Romance:

Family:

For mentors: What game did they win?:

For gamemakers: What is their position?:

Anything else important? Let me know.

Okay! For now that's it, so keep up the reading and reviews, and I'll keep up the writing.

Thanks!-LittleBulbie05