District 1
Vex Drexler POV
I wake up to the bees buzzing and can feel the excitement in the air, I'm happy but can't remember why. Reaping Day. Soon i would be the youngest victor of all time from District 1. More simply….Today I will be volunteering for the 99th Hunger Games. I hurry out of bed and practically fall into my Reaping clothes out of excitement. A nice flowing yellow skirt and a matching blouse. I meet up with my friend Silvia around midtown on my way to the Reaping building. She starts blabbing and I put on my best I actually care face. "So who do you think is gonna volunteer this time around?'' I want it to be a surprise to her when I volunteer. When I win and come home i cant wait to see the look on her face, I mean honestly with my bow how can't I win?
"Dunno, cant believe District 1 hasn't had a Victor for 7 years!"
We keep walking silently my Blonde hair flowing over my tan silky shoulders until we arrive. I can't focus because of how anxious I am until I hear Cartlyn, the broad shouldered, purple haired lady who comes once a year to read the names of tributes.
"Happy Hunger Games! Well, as always ladies first….Emery Calv-"
"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!"
Well now I know for sure I like being center of attention. Not having it much being the middle child of pride raging inside of me can't be stopped. I can hear Claudius Templesmith's voice already…..
"The victor of the 99th hunger games Vex Drexler."
Tyler Blake POV
As I grease back my light blonde hair back, I realize that this is this last time I will be in my house. Oh, not because I'm gonna die in the 99th Hunger Games, simply cause I'm gonna win the 99th Hunger Games. Whenever somebody wins, every district will have 12 or more premade houses for the victor. The Victor gets to move into that house for absolutely free cost. I flash a last look at myself in the mirror in my Reaping Day best. A nice silky black polo shirt with grey cargo shorts, matched with nice gray loafers. I walk out my house and into the deserted streets of District 1. District 1 is normally packed in the streets but not today because of the Reaping. Why should all the weak families be scared of reaping day when they have big, amazingly trained fighters like me to volunteer for them. As I arrive at Victory Square (the place where we have the reaping every year) I walk into my age group, a bunch of puny, scared looking 17 year olds. Cartlyn Caspie walks to the stage in her ridiculous purple Capitol hair.
Happy Hunger Games! Well, as always ladies first…..Emery Calv-"
"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!" Blurts a blonde chick from the 15 year olds as she walks up to the stage like she owns the world. I know her from the academy, everyone knows her as the girl whose unstoppable with a bow.
"Well now the gentlemen…...Clay Corbin"
"I VOLUNTEER, I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!"I yell before anyone can beat me to it. I jog up to the stage as Cartlyn grabs my shoulders and guides me to the microphone.
"Name?"
"Tyler Blake III"
"Wonderful, tributes shake hands." A step forward and touch the smooth skin of the diva. Then a peacekeeper escorts us of the stage.
