Okay, the first chapter is a little short, sorry bout that. Please read a review, and tell me if Trevor should live or die or whatever. Maybe Grace should die? I don't know, give me options! :)

Summary: Brother and sister Grace and Trevor End from District 4 never got along. Now they are both reaped for the 68th Hunger Games. Will they be able to set aside their hate and work things out before it's too late, or will they go against each other in the games?

disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games

Chapter 1

I sit by the ocean with my boyfriend Pate. Today is the reaping of The 68th Hunger Games.
I'm afraid. I'm afraid for my brother Grant. It is his first year. His name is only in there once, so I am not afraid he will get reaped, I'm just worried about his well being. His nightmares. I can't wait for this hell day to be over, so we can all sleep tonight.
Pate is 19, so he is free. Lucky. I'm 15, so I have a few more worries to attend to. My older brother Trevor is 17. He's not worried. In fact, he seems like he wants to get reaped. I don't know why he doesn't volunteer.
I'm afraid to say my brother proabbly wouldn't last long in the Games. He thinks he is all tough stuff and he likes to use weapons, but you have to have brains to get through the games, which he does not have. He doesn't think before he does. He would be dead before you know it. I sigh. It's 12, the reaping starts at 1:30 so I better go.
"Bye Pate" I say and give him a quick kiss. As I'm walking off he grabs my wrist.
"Good luck today Grace" he says and smiles at me. I give him a small smile and say my thanks with a kiss.

Grant is waiting for me at the door. "Done making out with your boyfriend?" he asks. He is usually a sweetheart, but sometimes the little dope opens his mouth too much. I punch his sholder softly and give him a glare. "I have to get ready, I suggest you do the same" I say looking at his muddy shirt. I wonder how he did that. I don't really care. I go and take a bath, and brush my pale blonde hair. I won't braid it today. I put on the clothes my mother left on my bed. A pink button up shirt, a mint green skirt, and black shoes. It's quite beautiful. I wish I was going somewhere joyfull, rather then a reaping.

At 1:15, we all pile in the square. It's a cloudy day, the sun never seems to shine on reaping day. The mayor begins his speech about the dark days and at 1:30, we all fall silent. District 4's essort, Junie Lake, steps out. I see the mentors for this year, Finnick Odair and Mags. Junie welcomes us all the 68th annual Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor. She walks over to the girls bowl a pulls out a name
Not me, not me, not me, I silently pray. She takes her times opening it.
Then she says the name.
I don't process it.
I think I heard her say it but I'm not sure.
No one else is walking up though.
What is the girl waiting for, go on walk up there!
Junie says the name again and this time I hear it loud and clear.
Grace End.