Chapter One: District 3 Reaping
Webbers POV
Webber sat in his large house still wondering if he would be reaped. Even though he was the mayors son and he should have no chance of being reaped for the dreaded hunger games. But, this was a Quarter Quell. He could sill here the voice of President Julius Maximus announce "This Quarter Quell to show that not even the wealthiest can overthrow the capitol, only children of the mayor or head peacekeepers shall be entered this year."
Ainya POV
Ainya screamed. She threw her shoe at the tv screen. Her parents tried to calm her down ,but it didn't help. The presidents announcement rang in her ears still. I am going to be reaped and killed, she thought, AND I'M CAPITOL BORN. She was the only female tribute qualified this year and with the mayors son, Webber, being in she realized this year, only the wealtiest children would be in ,so they know nothing about protecting themselves. Whit a smork, she thought, they wouldn't last a day. She knew she would win. Thats what she said to herself until she went into the area where she would be reaped. she bubbled with excitment as the districts escort, Marmuduke Wilkson, came on stage. May the odds be ever in my favor, she thought!
Webbers POV
This is it, he thought. "Welcome, welcome, to the 125th annual hunger games!" he screamed into the microphone.
After the boring video, Marmuduke strolled to the girl bowl and pulled out the single name. "Ainya Taniana" Marmuduke said as a fit girl walked oto the stage confidently. "Now for the boys"
"Webber Shliets"
Tentativaly, he walked on stage. As he shook hands with Ainya, just by fealing her grip on my hand i knew she was a threat.
I was "escorted" into a small room by myself. I must be waiting to say final goodbyes, he thought. As he waited, the one thing that came to mind was "happy Hunger Games!"