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THE FIRST CAPITOL GAMES

My life was perfect. I was living in luxury, even during the second rebellion. As I was the president's precious granddaughter, I would make a wonderful target. If the district's had kidnapped me and tortured me in order to get my grandfather to surrender, he might have, but everyone doubts he would have. But now we'll never know. Thanks to Katniss Everdeen and Alma Coin, he's dead. Katniss was meant to shoot President Snow, but instead she shot Coin and then somehow my grandfather died. Now I'm as poor as a church mouse, our house is tiny and the district's are in power. Our new president is President Paylor. She's not too bad, I suppose, but her and the other past victors have decided on a punishment for us, the Capitol Games. I'm Fern Snow and this is my new life.


I wake up on a morning I usually loved, but not this time. Is this how the district's felt every year? Are they all happy and safe now? I get out of bed and brush out my hair. I go downstairs for breakfast. My mother and older sister are there. "Hi," I say. "How can you talk happily on Reaping Day?" asks my older sister, Faye. I shrug. Faye is sixteen and I am twelve. After we eat breakfast, I go to my bedroom to get dressed. I wear a fancy red dress I managed to save. Faye ties my hair up in a bun, I won't let her do braids as it reminds me of Katniss.

At half past twelve, we all leave for the City Circle where the Reaping is held. It's already crowded with people. Me and Faye sign in and take our places. I stand with the other twelve year old girls. My friends are there. Gillian, my best friend is there with my other friend, Emile. "Fern! You're here! How are you feeling?" asks Gillian. "Well, obviously she's feeling scared and sad she's going to die," says Emile. "What?" me and Gillian both ask. "You see, Snow was her grandfather and the districts hated him. They're going to get revenge by killing either you or your sister and since you were closer to him, it'll probably be you," explains Emile. "Oh! Yes, I see now," I said. Gillian burst into tears and hugs me.

The Reaping starts with all the past victors on the stage. "Welcome, Capitol citizens to the Reaping of the Capitol Games," greets President Paylor. "As you know, this is your punishment for forcing us districts to participate in the Hunger Games. And, may the odds be ever in your favour," says Paylor. She walks over to the bowl of girls names and pulls one out. "Sophie Lucia!" calls out Paylor. An eighteen year old walks to the stage. "Alicia Poppy!" "Gillian Lucas!" "Emile Jones!" "Debbie Conley!" "Mary Stone! Ellie Welsh! Sara McGivern! Laura Jennings! Eva Simms! Ella Hunter!" calls out Paylor and each girl walks up. Both my friends go. No volunteers allowed. "And our last female tribute is...Fern Snow!" That's me. Emile was right. This is revenge. I walk to the stage and everyone looks shocked. Paylor moves on to the twelve boys and then we are all put on a train to go to District Two, where the games are being held.

On the train, I meet Gillian and Emile. We all start crying and hug each other. Other tributes point and laugh at us but we don't care. We just sit down and talk. "I didn't think we'd all be here!" wept Emile. "Same here," I cried. "This means one of us will have no friends at the end of this. Or we'll all be...dead," said Emile. This made us cry even harder. "I hate Katniss Everdeen and I swear I will get revenge on her for doing this to us!" I yell. Everyone looks at me and I can tell I'll get in trouble for hating the Mockingjay.


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