Okay so here are the first reapings! I'm going to be doing the POV's in third person because I write better in third person. Thanks to Cheerxoxo for submitting Sparkle and I submitted Trim! Enjoy.
District One Reapings
Sparkle Glitterson's POV:
Sparkle giggled as she walked down the empty lane, thinking about the morning ahead. The Reapings. It was early morning and Sparkle decided to take a walk around the District to clear her head and think of a strategy for the Games. After all, she was picked by the Academy to volunteer this year. She passed the bakers and could smell the mouth-watering aroma of the freshly made bread. Sparkle stopped momentarily to inhale the sweet aroma before quickening her pace. As she entered the rich part of District One, she was drawn automatically to the jewellers. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she spotted the pure golden two-finger ring that sat in the display window. The engravement read 'Love'. She had to have it! Her father was the mayor and he was the richest man in District One. One problem, her allowance was taken away from her because she stayed out past curfew when she was at a party a few nights ago. She peered inside the window and noticed Filly, the weirdest guy in school. She forgot that he worked here. She smiled to herself, this was going to be easy. She fixed her make-up quickly and entered the shop.
"Hey stranger." Sparkle whispered seductively, walking towards the counter where Filly stood.
"H..h..hey S..s..sparkle." Filly finally managed to choke out.
"That's a beautiful ring in the window, isn't it?" Sparkle said, moving her hand slowly towards Filly's.
"A..a...almost as beautiful as you, S..sparkle." Filly replied, his eyes darting around the room.
"Aww, that's sweet." Sparkle said, fake tears forming in her eyes.
She intertwined her fingers in Filly's and stared at him dreamily. Filly's jaw dropped and he moved his face towards Sparkle slowly, puckering his lips.
"Ah ah ah." Sparkle said in a sing-song voice, putting a finger on Filly's lips.
"W...what?" Filly asked, fidgeting with his short, curly brown hair.
"I have no accessories to wear with my outfit for the Reaping." Sparkle sighed, pouting.
"Y..you can have the ring in the window...if you want." Filly stuttered.
"No, no. I couldn't." Sparkle replied, staring him in the eye.
"It's okay...I can pay for it." Filly said, taking his wallet from his back pocket.
"Are you sure?!" Sparkle asked.
"For a s..s..sexy girl like you..yes." Finny answered, not taking his eye off Sparkle.
Sparkle had to swallow the vomit that began to rise in her throat. She smiled sweetly at Filly.
"You're too kind Fil. Can I call you Fil?" Sparkle asked innocently.
Filly nodded and put a huge bundle of money into the cash register. Sparkle strolled towards the ring and put it on.
"It's beautiful. Thank you. Now I better get going and get ready for the Reaping." Sparkle grinned and walked towards the door.
"Wait, can we hang out?" Filly asked, walking towards Sparkle.
"After the Reaping we'll get better acquainted. How about that?" Sparkle said seductively.
Filly nodded and walked back to the counter. Sparkle snickered and walked out of the shop. Piece of cake. Sparkle wasn't a bad person, she was the most popular girl in the whole District. But when she wanted something, she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant 'flirting' with Filly. She bounced home excitedly to get ready for the Reaping.
Trim Shimmer's POV:
Trim exited the training centre and took a right to head to his house in the Victor's Village. Trim came from a long line of Victors, even his younger sister, Trish, was a Victor. And she was only 14!This year was Trim's opportunity to uphold his family's reputation. Trim had just finished practicing his spear throwing and sword fighting. He was very well-built and tall for a 15 year old. He wiped the sweat from his chocolate-brown hair and rubbed his light grey eyes. He was thinking about the Games and the secret Quarter Quell twist when he collided with someone and was knocked to the pavement. He looked up and spotted a 13 year old boy he recognised from the Training Centre. He surveyed him before standing up. The boy had short sandy-blonde hair and bright green eyes. He was tall, no doubt about it, but he was just skin and bones. Trim shoved the boy and the boy fell to the ground.
"Watch where you're going, what are you? Thick?" Trim spat harshly at the young boy.
"But you crashed into me." The boy replied, his eyes swimming with fear.
"Nobody talks to me like that, you little shit." Trim shouted kicking the boy in the ribs.
The boy screamed in agony and doubled over. Oh, Trim wasn't finished yet. He grabbed the boy and dragged him up, hanging him a few inches off the floor. Trim's fist collided with the side of the boy's face. And again. Again. Again. Again. Trim didn't stop until blood gushed from his nose, mouth and both ears. Trim then threw the boy into the bushes. Trim hadn't killed him, that was for another time. He just simply thought him a lesson he won't soon forget. Do not mess with Trim Shimmer.
Sparkle Glitterson's POV:
Sparkle gazed at herself in the mirror. She looked beautiful, or so her parents told her. She was wearing a gorgeous, snow-white dress that ended mid-thigh with sparkling gold heels. She styled her hair into loose curls, her flowing blonde hair stopping half-way down her back. She shoved her lucky gold headband on and put on her new ring. She bolted out the door, after saying goodbye to her parents. As she made her way towards the square she spotted her friends just down the road. She quickened her pace in order to catch up with them.
"Hey girls!" Sparkle exclaimed linking arms with her two best friends, Olive and Pan.
"Hi Sparkle!" They replied, excitedly.
"We heard that you went to the jewellery store this morning. What did you get?!" Olive asked.
"I got this pure gold, two finger ring!" Sparkle replied, showing them her hand.
"Oh my gosh! It's gorgeous! It can be your token, of the 100th Hunger Games!" Pan screamed.
They all squealed with excitement as they arrived at the square and signed in. They made their way to the 16 year old girl section and stood patiently, chatting away.
"Hello District One and welcome to the Reaping for the 100th Hunger Games!" A voice boomed through the square.
Sparkle turned her attention towards the stage and noticed their escort Melanie Trumpkey. The crowd erupted into cheers and shouts.
"Now, the Quarter Quell twist will be revealed to you at the parade! Now, ladies first." Melanie exclaimed excitedly, making her way to the pink Reaping bowl.
"Olive Yanp"
Olive giggled to Sparkle's right, knowing that she'd be saved.
"I volunteer!" Sparkle announced proudly, making her way to the stage.
"And what's your name, dear?" Melanie asked as Sparkle arrived on the stage.
"Sparkle Glitterson. You're next Victor!" Sparkle screamed into the microphone and the crowd erupted into cheers.
Trim Shimmer's POV:
Trim grinned as the pretty girl shouted down the microphone confidently. She's making herself an easy target, Trim thought to himself.
"Now for the boys!" Melanie announced, earning a huge roar from the crowd.
"Marvel-"
"I volunteer!" Trim screamed with pride as he strode lazily towards the stage.
"What's your name, honey?" Melanie asked as Trim reached the stage.
"Trim Shimmer." Trim replied casually.
"Oh that's a tongue twister! Let's hear it for this years Tributes!" Melanie roared.
The crowd exploded as Sparkle and Trim shook hands. Trim made sure to squeeze her hand extra hard, which she returned. Hmm, maybe this girl wasn't so bad after all, Trim thought to himself. But if she gets in his way, she's done. He grinned to himself.
I hope you liked the first chapter! Sorry that Trim's POV is shorter than Sparkle's but I wanted to show off your characters more. And I think you can guess what kind of a person Trim is! I can't continue until I get a District 2 female, I already have a male. Thanks for reading!
