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Chapter 2

Seths Perpective

I was watching the screen as the tributes from district 2 got picked, or so to say saved their was always someone who volunteered from this district. They annouced the name of a young girl and almost instantly another girl yelled "I volunteer!".

Her name was "Savanah Van." She looked like she was built for fighting. Her skin tanned from being outside alot. She was the type of person you wanted to team with in the hunger games. She would be a great strategic move.

I started to think back to the day of the reaping. I woke up like it was a normal day in district 3. Got on my best clothes and sat at the table with my mother and sister. I shook the thoughts away. I had to concentrate if I wanted to survive.

We reached the capitol. I looked out the window too see people cheering and yelling. All the noise for a murder bash. What fun. I smiled, trying to have charm. I saw one youg women wink at me. I stroked back my dark hair and followed my mentor to a dressing room.

I looked at someone who led me to where I was suppose to go. I thanked them but they didn't say anything in return. A group of people came and started to scrub me down I tried to resist but it didn't work quite well, so I gave up.

Amors perspective.

It felt like it had been days when it had simply been hours. Robur and I occasionally would glance at each other from across the table. We both barely touched or plates in fear are bodies would acustom too eating, more making the games even more difficult. "I've missed are conversations." Robur suddenly said looking me in the eyes.

"Yeah... I do too." I slowly said as I looked down at my plate. I heard a sudden cough from our mentor Lilac. We both looked up at her.

"Nows not the time to be reaquianting." She said sternly."It'll only make it harder when one of you die." She said coldly. The year she was in the hunger games she thought she had found love, only to have too watch him be killed by another tribute. A true district 12 tradegy story.

I couldn't get sleep that night. I would only sleep to be awoken by more nightmare's of murder and death. I listened to the click-clack of train for the next 6 hours till we reached our stop. When we got off I put on a smile for the people, they seemed too love that one of us would be murdered. I looked over to see Robur giving the most charm a boy like him could. Boy, was it attractive.

When I reached the room, a group of people undressed me and scrubed me down. I felt them put something on my legs. When they ripped it off I let out a little holler and kicked. I looked down too find a lady with poofy hair on the floor. "Oh my goodness I'm extremely sorry." I said as I attempted to get up to get pushed down again. She continued to work not saying a word.

As I layed their, I relized that I can barely handle accidently hurting someone. How am I going to be able to purposefully hurt someone.