Hey there. That´s my second story. If you want to know what happened to Johanna Mason in the 68th annual Hungergames read it.

HungerGamesOwl

Thanks to PadfootAndMe for betaing!

Let the 68th Hungergames begin...

I´m sitting on the floor in our kitchen and wait for my stepsister. She´s so annoying! I would love to follow her one night when she´s going to see her boyfriend and stab a knife directly in her heart. Yeah I know it sounds very cruel but I´m cruel and you can´t change it. The only reason I haven´t done it yet, is that there are always Peacekeepers. Oh, by the way, my name is Johanna Mason and live in District 7 if anyone wants to know.

However, today is the day of the reaping and my stepsister is in the bath. She wants to be "pretty" when she´s reaped. Really, if she´s reaped, she´s going to die, why the hell does she has to be pretty for that? I don´t understand her. Truly I don´t understand the whole world. I mean why do the Hungergames exist anymore? Why aren´t there people who fight against it?

I know the answer: they are all cowards and I´m not better.

Oh, there comes my Oh-so-loved stepsister. If you want to know, her name is Susan. I think the name is crap but my mother says it´s "such an pretty" name, the whole time! I love my mom, really, but sometimes I can´t understand her.

So now I can go into the bathroom. I wash my body and my hair, then I put the dress on my mom has given me. I hate dresses. Then I go to the kitchen where Susan is talking with my mother about the reaping.

"I´m so afraid" she whimpers "I don´t know what to do if I get picked!" That would be wonderful, I think but I don´t say it out loudly. Really, there´s a possibility that she could be reaped. What would she do then?

I have thought about it many times and so I know what I´ll do: I´ll cry. Nobody will think I´ll survive and anybody will forget about me. I have this idea since I have been 11. That was the year when my brother Eric was picked. He died in the bloodbath which was really horrible. I cried a lot, and my mother wasn´t the same after that. I had to go alone because she was basically unresponsive with grief. Then she got to knew to my stepfather Michael and it got better, but I can´t stand him. Besides he brought my "fantastic" stepsister into our family...

My mom calms Susan down "All is going to be good" Yeah sure. We both have taken tesserae and so her name is in there around 8 times and mine´s around 9 times. I know it´s not that much but it feels like there´s quite a chance we´ll get picked.

So now we are going to the reaping. A woman takes my blood and I go to the 16 years old girls section. It´s very quiet, nobody says a word. I look around: everywhere faces I know. Besides me Ann is standing- a girl I like some crazy way, don´t ask me why, I really don´t know. I don´t like many people. Also I see my cousin Brandon. He looks nervously at me and nods. He´s the only person I come along with. My brother and my father are dead and my mom spends all her time with my stepfather. So I talk with Brandon when I need somebody.

Suddenly I see that all people look in front so I do too. Pira, the District 7 Escort, is going to the stage. She´s dressed completely blue and looks like a clown with her orange hair and orange lipgloss. I roll my eyes. Blue and orange, really?

Then we look this random movie like every year. The rebellion, blah blah blah... It´s really boring. I almost fall asleep but then it´s over. At last.

" Now, we will pick the tributes for the 68th Hungergames, and May the Odds be ever in your Favor." Yes sure, I think. Pira walks to the big bowls with our names in it. "Ladys first" she exclaims excitedly. She reads the name:

Johanna Mason

One second I stand still, shocked. Then, I begin to cry.

So that was the first chapter. Did you like it? Yes? No? Why? Please review!