Full Summary: It's the 75th Hunger Games, but the twist to the 3rd quarter quell isn't that previous victors have to compete, 20 people from each district will be chosen, but that's 240 tributes right? But there isn't just one victor this time either, a maximum of 10 victors. The careers know they can win, and guess what; they don't have to sacrifice love either! I do NOT own the hunger games, all credit goes to Susan Collins, however there are a few of my OC's.

I stood there, looking down and playing with my sleeve, I waited for the girls names to be called out. The first 6 names went by quickly, some looked determined; others looked like they would know they would die!

"Lana Odair"

My head whipped up at my name, then a smirk crossed my face, I'd won before, I knew I could win again. I walked up to the stage, peacekeepers tried to help me up but I pushed them away. Standing tall and proud, I waited for 3 more names of too picked from the district 4 girl tributes aqua glass bowl.

All 10 of us stood there, out of all 10 of us, only about 5 of us looked proud to be here, standing up on the stage of the justice building. I looked across the line, and saw a girl named Dalia James, she was the one who never missed when shooting swords at the targets in the training centre, but now standing next to me for 75th hunger games she looked so scared, then I remembered that she looked victorious till my name was called out. I smirked at her.

"Now for the boys" Our stupid capital person called out.

9 names went past quickly, one boy started screaming when his brother volunteered, I tried to hide the smile, I also catched my brother, Finnick, trying to hide a grin. But then his grin went away as his name was called.

This was not going to end well, and by the look on his face, he was thinking the exact same thing...

All 20 of the District 4 tributes were taken inside the Justice building, this year was the 75th Hunger Games, the plot twist was that there would be 20 tributes from each district, meaning that there would be 240 tributes in total, and that 2 people (1 girl, 1 boy) from each of the 20 tributes would be a victor, me and Finnick were the Victors. But for once they had been nice and let a maximum of 10 people become victors this year. We would probably form the typical alliance with 1 and 2, they may not let some of the 4's in though, a lot of them were pretty tiny and only 4 of us looked over 15. Not a good year for 4. Then again, it usually never is. Most of the careers will probably be from 2, 2 were really strong.

We sat down and watched the rest of the reapings. From 1 there was Cashmere, Gloss, Marvel, glimmer and Sheen. Sheen was my favorite; she was so unlike anyone else from 1. She wasn't obsessed with looking in a mirror every 10 minutes like god damned Glimmer, Cashmere and Gloss. Marvel didn't really look in the mirror, but if there was one near him, he wouldn't be scared to have a look.

From 2 it was Brutus, Enobaria, Cato and Clove. I smiled dreamily as I saw Cato. He was quite cute, we've met before, once. It was when i had my victory tour. He kissed me, I punched him, simple science.

From 11 was Rue, a small girl about the age of 13, there was no way she was a victor. Then there was Thresh, he looked like he could possibly be a victor, but from 11, I think there were only a few victors, and they all died except from 1 female who I think had won when she pretended to fall in love with 12, then killed him. My friends always talked about how 'cute' the boy was and how she should've won and if they saw that girl they'd her apart they way she did to that 'poor little boy (even though he was 17) from district 12.' But it looked like there was another hopeless romantic or I call them 'Lover Boys' in the arena this year... The Love Boys where the ones that always thought the girl loved him, but then when they were the final two, the girl would usually just break his heart...literally!

After we had finished watching all the reapings, people came in to say bye and wish us luck. I didn't need luck, I knew how good I was and no one not even Dalia James could stop me from winning! My dad and little sister Amie-Ella came in, Amie cried and cried till she was dragged out of the room, signaling that our 5 minutes were up.

It didn't take long after that for the peacekeepers to drag us back home and pack up our stuff, my district token was a little hair clip in the shape of a shell, it was outlined in tiny sea colored jewels, the color of my common District 4 eyes. I gave a small smile to my home as I boarded the train, it saddened me to leave my favorite place, but I knew i would return. And I think my all time favorite place knew that too.

The doors of the train shut, and I began my way to the capital along with the other 19 people, 1 of them being my best friend and brother.