Ok, so I'm terrible a summarys. But please read, anyway.

My eyes shot open. Today was the reaping. I wasn't too nervous because my older brother James had prevented me from getting too much tesserae, so my name was only in about six times. Four of those were because I was 15. I was more worried about James, he was 18 and his name was in there 19 times. I couldn't volunteer for him if his name was called, so I was wishing with all my heart that he wouldn't be reaped.

Outside, the sun was shining bright (hopefully that was a good sign), and as I left the house in my short skirt and t-shirt, I was hit with a wave of heat. Of course, I was O.K. with waves of water being District 4 and all, but I can't stand heat.

I made my way through the crowds of people mingling around the city centre to line up for the finger pricking. I had gotten there pretty early, so I was near the front of the line.

After the first horror of the day (I really hate needles), I was ready for the second. They went through all the normal routine of the speech and video, but then came the part we were all waiting for.

"The female tribute from District 4 is. . ."

I held my breath as the madly dressed capitol lady chose a slip of paper from the glass bowl of names.

"Rebecca Maslow!"

Shit.

No.

Nope.

The crowd parted for me to walk through. I was glad I had skipped breakfast this morning, or else it would be splated all over the ground.

I made my way up the stairs and onto the stage. I stood next to the crazy capitol lady and searched the crowd for my brother. James was staring at me with tears in his eyes. I saw him mouth the word "sorry'. It wasn't his fault, he didn't need to apologize, I hate it when people do that.

"Now for the boys!"

I held my breath. Surely I couldn't be so unlucky that James name is called as well.

But I was.

"James Maslow!"

I heard a loud sob. I looked over and saw my mum crying her heart out. I felt tears running down my own pale cheeks and dripping onto my charcoal coloured t-shirt. James was halfway to the stage when I heard a loud voice shout up above the mumbles.

"Wait! I volunteer as tribute!"

Yes, I did use BTR names. But this is not a crossover, I just need names. Check out my friends side of the story here: u/4981956/