I'm getting ready for the Reaping on my own. Just me. Sky Oversea. The Cycological mute. No family. No friends. Just me in the woods with a Lynx. My dad died in the mines and my mum died giving birth to my sister who also left shortly after. I had the option of going to a orphanage but I've seen the black eyes and the red marks on cheeks. Even though I'm in the forest Peacekeepers found me once and I refused to go so I live in the woods. I still go to the reaping I choose to go to school. But most of the time I hunt with my Lynx called Hunter. I'm as free as I'll ever be I guess.
I tidy myself up then fix up a dress which is to big and I make a head band to match. I wear a light blue dress with my head band and go to the lake (Or mirror) to fix my hair. I let my black hair fall past my shoulders unlike the way I usually have it in a braid. I get a piece of long stray rope to tie around hunters neck or else he will start attacking stuff. Well I have to take him with me dont I? He has to know if I get reaped or else he will just sit there for two weeks doing nothing. Just waiting for me to return. I start singing to the mocking jays as I walk along to hunter. One lands on my shoulder and I stoke its head. I go back to my house. Well. Its not really a house. Its made up of things called 'Tyers' mud and a meatal sheet for a roof. But it does the job. I sit and wait until its about time to leave acording to my homemade sundial. Its accually 12 smooth stones in a circle with a smooth stick in the center. Well it works good enough. After a bit of waiting a go to see a 'friend'. I just give her a resonably big bag of food every other month just incase I get Reaped. As I reach the town and I turn emotionless. I check in by having my finger pricked then having it shoved on a piece of paper while a hand held scanner checks that I'm not some look alike and that the real one ran away.
I walk over to my section then after about ten seconds later our district escort waddles up and blabs on about the Quarter Quell. Oops. I forgot that it was the Quarter Quell. I dont live in fear of the games unlike the rest of tweleve. I forget quite often. Oh well!i have the minum amouts of slips in that reaping bowl unlike other people who have over 50 some times! Still it might be rigged because I spat at the president while he was doing some sweet talk to people for a reson I forgot. but he couldnt get me or else he would lose all of his 'Supporters' from the districts. Good times. I wonder what the twist will be this time. What? One person from each disterict? Three people from each? Maybe double again like Haymich's games.
"This Quater Quell we will have double the tributes! Like bringing back a classic!" Chimes our escort whats-her-name. "Ladies first!" she reaches into the reaping bowl and pulls out a slip. "Sky Oversea!" Well it must be rigged. I understand why aswell. I had over Hunter to my 'Friend' and walk up to the stage. As I pass our escort I nock off her wig and I start to laugh and other people do aswell. Even some peacekeepers! She scrabbles for the wig and plops it back on her head. Good times.
"Now for the second female! Mercy Skyfall!" She says. Trying to hide that she is extremly annoyed. Mercy walks up and she spits at a camera thats trying to do a close up. Right on target. I laugh so hard and Mercy Nearly falls over laughing. Whats-Her-Name trys to get the ball rolling again."Ok! What a turn of events! Lets get the boys done then!" she chimes in her stupid, thick, Capitol accesent "Harrion Oakly!" THe most poplaur guy in school walks up and winks at me. Urgh! He flirts with every girl in school and mangages to date the pretty ones. I'm not very pretty but im better then some. He's an idiot. "Ya don't say much do ya? I thourght you would be having a rant at Snow seeing as you spat in his face after the games last year." Whispers Mercy. "I'm a mental mute apartently. I dont like to talk." I quickly whisper back.
"Ok last tribute! Jason Elmest!" Chimes our escort. Oh I know him. He's a 'Mental' mute aswell. Appartently we should go out because he punched a peacekeeper in the stomach. (He got whipped for that but he said it was worth it). And he is a hunter. Sometimes if we run into each other in the woods we trade so it works fo both of us.
"Tributes please shake hands!" Our escort chimes.
"No thanks." i say before turning around and walking off to the justice building.