54th Annual Hunger Games

by RunningSpark

"Tabitha Reed." The words echoed in my ears and I felt a hundred pairs of eyes turn and look at me. I swallowed as four white clad men stepped toward me and pulled me out away from the crowd. I numbly walked toward the stage and up the steps before standing in front of the microphone. I was now a tribute in the 54th Annual Hunger Games.

1. Prologue

Prologue

"Tabitha Reed."

The words echoed in my ears and I felt a hundred pairs of eyes turn and look at me. I swallowed as four white clad men stepped toward me and pulled me out away from the crowd. I numbly walked up toward the stage and up the steps before standing in front of the microphone. The young, purple haired man smiled at me and beckoned me to come closer.

"Congratulations… uh," he looked down at the paper in his hands, "Tabitha."

I looked down; still not believing that my name had been called. I zoned out for a minute before hearing a familiar name. I jerked my head up to see Cameron Young stepping up onto the stage. His face looked as white and shocked as mine (at least I thought so) as he shook my hand. The purple haired man beside us smiled and spoke into the microphone.

"I give you the tributes from District 8 for the 56th Annual Hunger Games!"

I closed my eyes as the words echoed through the clearing. The clapping slowly started and I was led off stage through the large metal doors. I opened my eyes as the doors shut behind me, cutting off the sound from outside and sealing my fate as a tribute.