Hey Ya'll! This is my first story so don't bite if it sucks!
I wake up to the sound of my grandmothers screams. I quickly get up and dash into her room. "Gran what's wrong?" I ask. "Nothing" she replied calmly "I just had a bad dream Piper. Its Reaping Day and that always reminds of your brother". "Saul" I whisper blinking away tears. Saul along with my parents with my parents were killed on Reaping Day 3 years ago when our house collapsed. My parents were killed immediately, but I can still hear Saul's disparate cry's begging for someone to save him.
By the time we moved all the rubble Saul was dead. Gran takes me into her arms and smooth's my hair. "I know it is hard Piper, but at least we still have each other" she coo's sweetly.
After a couple of minutes I get up and start breakfast. Gran is getting older and has a harder time moving around so I do most of the chores around the house. I quickly make some toast and spread a little bit of grape jam on top. "Gran do you need any help?" I yell. "No dear I'm fine" she yells back. Just before we sit down to eat there is a knock at the door. "I wonder who that is." Gran said. Without replying I slowly walk to the door hesitant about opening it.
I finally open it and peak outside. "Hello" a sweet, soft voice chimed. Instantly I was relieved. "Hey PrimRose, come on inside" I said cheerfully. PrimRose skipped inside, her long blond braids bouncing in rhythm with the squeaky floorboards. "Ahh… Rosy" Gran said calmly. Rosy was Gran's pet name for PrimRose. PrimRose ran to Gran and snuggled in her arms. "I brought you some milk Gran!" PrimRose said sweetly. "Thank you Rosy. I love milk!" Gran cooed. PrimRose beamed. I quickly grabbed the jug of milk and poured all three of us a glass. I set the glasses on the table and Gran picked hers up and took one huge sip. "Are you hungry PrimRose?" I ask. "No thank you, I already ate" she replied politely.
"Piper you should get dressed" commanded Gran. While PrimRose and Gran where chatting away I silently crept to my room. After washing, I put on a long pale pink dress and my old locket. Before I went back into the kitchen I opened my locket, gazing at the picture of my happy family smiling back at me. I slowly walked back into the kitchen, holding back tears.
When I got there PrimRose was gone. I gobbled down my toast and was about to run out the door before Gran stopped me. "Please let me do your hair" she pleaded. "But Peeta is waiting" I whined. "Well he is going to have to wait a little longer" she snapped. I knew better then to make her angry, so I reluctantly slouched onto the couch. Gran combed my hair and neatly pinned it up in a bun at the top of my head. "There…Look how pretty you are" Gran chimed. "Pretty girls don't have gray eyes, pale skin, and look extremely bony" I replied sadly. "I think you are as cute as a button" Gran cooed. "Ya sure" I replied sarcastically while slipping on a pair of gray ballet flats.
"See you later Gran" I yelled. "Before you go bring Peeta some milk" Gran called back. I ran to grab the leftover milk off the counter. While walking to the bakery I saw Katniss and Gale selling strawberries to the mayor. I smiled and ran over to them. "Hey guys! How much are a handful of strawberries?" I ask."Ummm…. I guess ten cents" Gale replies smiling at me. He hands me a really big handful of strawberries. I try to put some back but gale won't let me. The whole time Katniss was staring into the distance like she didn't care. The only time she acknowledged me was when I waved goodbye; she raised her hand in turn.
I carefully put the big, juicy, red strawberries into my pocket. When I got to the bakery Peeta was pulling some bread out of the oven. "Mmmm. Smells good Peeta" I chime. "Hey Piper" he says without turning around. "How do you know it's not Katniss?" I giggle. "First of all, Katniss doesn't giggle. Secondly, Piper, I've known you my entire life; give me a little credit" he laughs.
"I have some strawberries and milk" I say, putting the milk and strawberries on the counter. "You can drink all the milk, but we split the strawberries" I say. Peeta chugs down the milk. "Someone was thirsty" I giggle, grabbing a strawberry. I take a huge bite and sweetness fills my mouth. "Mmmmm" we say in unison. We soon finish of the strawberries. "The reaping's start soon. You should get ready." I say a little more serious this time. "No Piper, I want to go to the reaping's covered in flour"Peeta says sarcastically. I start laughing, then Peeta starts tickling me which makes me laugh more. When he finally stops I command him to go get ready. After Peeta gets ready we head to the reaping's. We make small talk both of us too nervous to start up a conversation. After what seems like a long walk we get there. "Happy Hunger Games" Peeta says in his capitol accent. "And may the odds be ever in your favor" I reply in my capitol accent.
I go get registered and walk aimlessly to my spot in the crowd. After the opening speeches, video, and drunk Haymitch incident Effie goes to pick out a name. She slowly grazes her hand around the bowl making me even more nervous. "You female tribute from district 12 is… PrimRose Everdeen!" Effie pronounces gleefully. "Rosy" I squeak. PrimRose would barley last a day. There was no way she would win. Before PrimRose can reach the stage Katniss volunteers as tribute (thank goodness). I'm no longer concerned until they call the male tribute.
"Your male tribute from district 12 is…..Peeta Mellark!"
Pleas review! Do it for Peeta(or Gale your choice).Sorry it is really short! Don't worry I will update soon!