I could'nt take my eyes of the screen, for President Snow II was announcing what the 5th quarter quell was going to be. My name is Audri Baum. I live in district 2. I'm 14 years old. I await to see what twist will be added to the hell of the Hunger Games. " This year, to prove that the citizens of Panem can't change anything the Capitol does, the contestants of the Hunger Games will not be allowed to voluteer to participate." President Snow said, the anthem played, and the screen went dark. I did'nt know how to react at first. No big deal right?

Yea, if I lived in district 12.

Volunteering is tradition in District 2! But I would'nt even dream of volunteering. Why would anyone want to throw themselves into an arena to fight to the death? It's so barbaric. But, thats how the capitol controls us. There was this story about this girl who won, what was it? I think the 74th or 75th Hunger games. She tried to start a rebelion but it blew up in her face. Ever since then the Hunger Games have been so brutal.

But tomarrow is reaping day. Some sucker is about to be forced into an arena with 23 other children in an all-out killing spree.

I climb in to my bed, turn out the lights and attempt to get some sleep.

I wake up to the sun peeking through the curtains making it's way to my eyes."Oh yay, its reaping day." I say sarcasticaly. I drag myself out of bed to grab something to eat before I get ready. Where is my dad? I think while munching on my cereal.I hear a bump in the hall. " Dad?" I yell but only hear the echo of my desperate voice in reply. He must be preparing for reaping. After all he is a peacekeeper.

I finish my food, take a shower, dry my hair,and throw on my dress. I head for the mirror to take a look. I fix my long brown hair to where it's presentable, and smooth out the wrinkles in my short, blue dress. Taking a look at the clock in the reflection, I realize it's time to go.

I arrive at the square, barley pushing throught the large crowd to get to the area marked of for the 14 year olds. They had just finished Panem's history when the escort for district 2 comes on stage. She seems perfectly normal compared to some escorts.

Until she talks.

Her voice is like nails on a chalkboard. It's ridiculous how high it is. " Ladies first!" She practically screams into the microphone. I glance around at some faces, desperate to be called. I just stand there, praying it won't be me.

"And the female tribute for District 2 is," It's completely silent, every person holding their breath.

"Audri Baum!" I hear frustrated sighs come from all around me.

Wait, what?

" Audri Baum " the escort repeats. My heart falls into my stomach. I start taking small steps towards that stage. I get on and glance at the faces giving me the death glare.I stand there and await the call of a savior's voice comimg to rescue me, but it never comes.I see the camera and realize my sea green eyes are wide open.

The escort hops over to the ball for the boys. " And the male tribute for district 2 is, Charlie Tank!"

Oh. My. Gosh.

Why! Why does it have to be him? Was'nt being reaped punishment enough? I had enough of him a year ago when he harassed me. Here's the story.

Charlie is 50% georgous, hansome, and sexy looks. The other half is a complete bastard. A year ago I confessed that I liked him, and he laughed in my face. Thats not it though. He went around telling everybody and said that I was a complete jerk, which is a lie. He just finds every single flaw and turns it into a huge lie. Since then nobody has talked to me. I have no friends and I'm single.

This day is just great.

As we shake hands I think to myself. I'm being forced into an arena with the biggest jerk in Panem. But, I will show them who I am and expose you for the kind of person you are. But I know one thin for sure: I am coming home. But in order for that to happen I must live, and you must die. But don't worry, I'm saving that pleasure for myself. Welcome to Hunger Games, Charlie. Prepare to die.