I crawl out of my bed as my parents scold me for being lazy. It is reaping day, and it is the first year I am eligible. I grab my brother's axe and chuck it at a nearby tree. Because of all the tesserae I have to support my family, I will almost certainly get chosen. My twin sister, Brynna, is too weak too fight I grin as the axe lands in the center of the tree and digs in. I will not die the way my brother, Liam, did. I refuse to die. Even Iif nature tells me it's time, I don't freaking care. I will become victor of the 71st hunger games.
I walk into the twelve year old girl section. I, of course, am late. They call the girls name first. "Brynna Mason"
"No." I scream,"I volunteer as tribute".
"Aren't you a brave little one. You must be the smallest tribute we've ever had. How tall are you? I'm gonna guees you're four foot three"
"Can I unvolunteer?" I asked in a fake terrified voice.
"No. Now come with me" the announcer says, as the boy tribute gets called.