Chapter One: District One
Slate Flax
RING...RING...RING
I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock next to my bed. Gosh, why do I have to get up so early. That's right, I have to go to training and then school, and then go to more training afterwards. Isn't my life just great!
And I ask again, why are my parents so insistent that I enter the Hunger Games. Oh yeah, last time I checked they both won theirs. So now they want all of their children to win. All I know is they're crazy about how we have to go to at least two training sessions everyday. And judging from the games I watch on television, I doubt I'll ever have to use the skills they teach me there.
Anyways, as I slowly get out of bed I grab a random shirt from my dresser. No sense in making sure it looks nice since I'll be getting all sweaty anyway. After I get dressed I go in the bathroom and brush my teeth and get ready. Then I head downstairs to eat breakfast.
I go downstairs into the kitchen and see both my parents and younger siblings sitting at the table. I have two younger siblings, a brother whose eight, and a sister whose eleven. I also have an older brother, who won the Hunger Games last year, although he isn't here right now.
My dad looks up at me and gets up from the table. "C'mon Slate, can't you at least put on a better shirt than that?" He asks me.
"Why?" I ask. "It's just training."
He looks at me like I've forgotten something. "What do you mean? The readings are today. Don't tell me you've forgotten," he says.
"Yeah you're gonna go and win this year right Slate!" My brother says from across the kitchen table.
"Oh oops, I forgot," I say. Again they make such a big deal about who wins the games. I'm afraid to tell them that I like living and don't want to enter them. But they'll just say to win it then.
"Slate you have to start to are more about this," I hear my mom say. "I mean for every generation in this family we have had winners. Which obviously means that you have to win as well," I hear her say. Again she goes with the whole 'you come from a family of victors' speech. It gets tired after a while let me tell you. And since my brother won it last year they expect me to win as well.
"And speaking of which I'd hurry up. Don't you have to be over there in an hour?" My dad says. Guess I better get a move on then.
Ruby Train
"So go and win it!" I hear my little sister say as I leave my house. Today is reaping day and I've trained my whole life for what's going to happen. Today I'll get selected and then go onto win the games. I've only been training since I was what... Four?
"I'll make sure I do!" I say as I run down the sidewalk to catch up to my best friend, Dia.
"So I like your dress!" I hear her say as I catch up to her. I had decided to where my blue dress. She had worn her green one.
"I like yours too," I reply to her.
After we finish taking we rush over to where they do the readings. We both sign in and get in our respective rows. She a year younger than me and standing right in front of me. She looks back and smiles towards me. We had spoken last night. She had been saying how much she was afraid to enter the games. I said don't worry, someone is bound to volunteer for you. And I said I would do it anyway as well. It made her a little sad, but hey, I've been saying this my whole life.
Then the ceremony begins, first with the video of how the people before us decided to rebel and it started the hunger games. I never really watch it. I've seen it so many times it just gets boring. And then they present our district's previous victors. This part is boring now, but next year when I'm up there it won't be. And then they start the drawings for who is going to enter the games. Finally the fun part!
"Okay! We'll start with ladies first!" The announcer says. He goes over and grabs a paper from the bowl. "And we have Amber Perscht!" They announce. I have no idea who that girl is but all I'm thinking about is running up there to the stage. I mean of you get there first technically they count it as you volunteering as tribute.
I also see other girls pushing and shoving their way to get up there. I'm small and able to get through the fray pretty easily. And lets just say I'm the first to get there.
As I begin to walk up there I say, "I volunteer as tribute!"
"And what would your name be?" The announcer asks.
"I'm Ruby Train," I say to the crowd.
"Okay and now we move to the men!" The announcer says. He puts his hand in the bowl and drawls a name. "Ooooo..." He says into the microphone, "we have Slate Flax!" He announces. Wait, isn't that the younger brother of the guy who one last year?
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