I stumble out of bed and gasp at leaving the warmth. I realize today isn't an ordinary day it's the Reaping. I don't feel any emotion except hatred. Hatred towards the capitol, they take two of each district's children each year.
I shouldn't feel this way though, because I'm from District four and I'm relatively safe being guaranteed a place in the Career pack. I fear for my little sister, because this's her first reaping.
This is my last one. Luckily the twins Artemis and Apollo are spared another year. But, little Coral and I aren't. Although sunlight streams into me and Coral's room, I can't help but smile to myself and think we don't have work may as well sleep in.
I must have dozed off because I hear my mother say "Angel time to get up!" I drag myself out and greet everyone good morning.
Apollo rushes up and hugs me Artemis not far behind him and I say, "It's fine it's my last year I'm not going to get picked." He whimpers "But Angel I'm still scared for you and Coral." "We know but we're still scared for you Angie."
Artemis softly speaks. I have no defense for I just hug my siblings and whisper words of comfort in their young ears.
Then, I put on my lovely turquoise dress and fix my bronze curls. Then I hold Coral's hand as we separate from the twins and my parents.
I direct her to the 12-year-old section and give a reassuring smile. I wait and our ridiculous escort Twinkle Sweetheart goes on about the dull speech that's the same every year.
Then she goes to the girl's reaping ball and says "Ladies first!" all I can register the name "Angel Seawallder!" I keep as straight as a face as I can no need to get written down as a weakling.
Then I walk up on the stage and wait. Twinkle digs through the boy's one and finally says "Dune Morgenstern!" thank the odds that it isn't anyone I know.
I shake hands with him and size him up. He's a Career I guess, healthy enough. Then we are led to the Justice Building.