Here is chapter two. I hope you enjoy it. I will ave three up probably next week. And I need some names for Captiol escorts. So just PM me if you have any ideas. I still haven't figured one out for Foxface as well, so feel free to help out. :) ~Partner-of-Death

Her lips press against mine. "Are you really going to volunteer?" she asks.

I nod. "Yes ," I say. "I have already told you this. I am volunteering. I will win and I will be home soon."

She frowns. "What if you die?"

"I'm not gonna die, Brilliance," I say. "Trust me. What could go wrong?"

"You could die," Brilliance answers.

I kiss her again. "I promise I will not die. Okay?"

"Alright," she says. "Just don't forget about me."

I smile. "I won't forget about you."

She just rolls her eyes. "Whatever you say, Marvel."

I just laugh. After checking in at the reaping, I make my way to the spot where the seventeen year olds stand. Directly in front of me is Glimmer Belle. She will be volunteering with me. Her silver dress glints in the bright afternoon sun. I almost want to wish her luck, but I think better of it.

I look for Brilliance in the sixteen section. Her signature pink dress should stand out but many girls are wearing pink this year. She blends in with them. As soon as Vera Viva starts to laugh, I give up my search.

Vera is our Capitol escort. Why we need one is a mystery. District One is located only miles from the Capitol. I can see the glittering lights late at night. But still, it is custom that we have one.

After twenty agonising minutes of Vera going on and on abut how excited she is, she finally reaches into the girl's bowl. She plucks a piece of paper.

"Diadem Prin!" she shouts.

A young girl, age twelve, heads up to the stage. She wears her head high. She knows she will be spared.

"Any volunteers?" Vera asks.

Glimmer raises her had and shouts "I volunteer!"

"Great," Vera says. She looks down at the young girl and says. "You may go now dear."

The child, Diadem hops down the stairs with ease. Glimmer walks up them. Her green eyes are bright with confident fire. She is in it to win it.

"Your name, darling?" Vera says.

"Glimmer Belle," Glimmer replies.

"Congratulations. And now, for the boys," Vera says loudly. She reaches into the boy's name bowl.

"Marvel Sommers!" she shouts.

It takes a moment for it to register. My name. She has called my name. Now, I can't volunteer. I walk up to the stage. Vera smiles at me.

"Do we have any volun-"

"No!" I shout. Then I give a small laugh. "Yeah. No volunteers," I say. "I will be competing this year. Scratch that, I will be winning this year! Woo!" I punch the air for effect.

Glimmer scoffs beside me, but the rest of the district cheers. These people enjoy an excited tribute. I can't say that about other districts though. Except maybe two. And possibly four.

Vera clears her throat. The crowd dies down. "May I introduce to you your tributes for the 74th annual Hunger Games! Glimmer Belle and Marvel Sommers!"