The hunger games
When Katniss Everdeen woke up she stretched her arms expecting to feel her sister's warm body but instead she just felt the cold mattress she was lying on. Then she remembered, today was reaping day. As she thought, Prim was snuggling up to her mother in the other bed. Nightmares.
Cold and hungry, she slung her hunting bag over her shoulder and headed for the meadow. When she got there, she found her usual hole in the supposedly "electric" fence and clambered through carefully, just in case. Waiting at the usual spot Katniss jumped when Gale said her name. She wondered how he could get somewhere without disturbing a single leaf lying crisp on the floor.
All of a sudden Gale asked "Why don't we run away, together. No more poverty or hunger games just the two of us?"
Katniss thought about for a moment, how life would be with no hunger games, no reapings, no sacrifice… then she gave him a look meaning you know we can't do that. "Why not?" he said disappointed.
Prim was wondering where Katniss was. She knew she would be hunting but it was nearly time for the reaping. How could she do this? Not be there to comfort her on her first reaping. Prim closed her eyes and imagined her Father, how brave and confident he was. That's what she would have to be like then. She left the house with her Mother, her eyes were stinging and the horrific nightmares were rushing back to her mind.
"We need to go, Gale, we'll be late for reaping." Katniss jumped up and dragged Gale along, out of the woods. She hurried to her quaint home and changed as fast as she could. When she was ready Katniss rushed to the reaping. As she got nearer to the crowds, Katniss could see she had missed it. When she glanced up she caught a glimpse of the tributes as the doors of the justice building closed behind them. She recognised the boy from somewhere but she couldn't put her finger on it, he was tall, sturdy and had ash blonde hair. The girl looked young, twelve maybe, she had long blonde hair, Katniss's heart stopped; the girl's blouse was sticking out at the back like a little duck…