Rabah POV

I can't believe I'm still in love with him after all these years, he looks at me like I'm a child! Even though I'm only three years younger then him. I hate it. But I love him. He's everything I could every want, everything I need, but he doesn't even notice that I love him, he thinks everything will work out to his father's plan: volunteer for the Hunger Games at the age of 18, win, feel no mercury, feel no love, kill off the other careers in the first night, take first shift, don't let them win, KILL THEM ALL. I really hope I'm not in his hunger games because I would rather die than watch him kill me.

"Rabah! Are you ready yet sweetheart? The reaping in in ten minutes and if you are late your father will be oh so ever mad!" my strange but loving mother really doesn't understand the risk she is ever so happy about. The games were different when she was a kid, all the kids were eager to be sent to their death and a lot of the time one of them came back, because they were determined and excited! I fucking hate the idea of the game (excuse my French, my mama would be yelling at me for that right now.).

` "I'm ready Mama ill be out in a minute." I quickly brush my curly brown hair down, and put my red ribbon up in my hair, I tied it up in my hair slightly to the right side of my head. I don't know why but my bow is always so full, never floppy, always perfect. I love my bow, I always wear it. I don't know why, I just do.

"Ra Ha," my mamas stupid little nickname for me, " you must go , now! "

"Yes Mama!" I quickly ran to the townsquare.

Lancdon POV

Where is she? How can she not be here? The reaping starts in two minutes I can already see Hamlotation Banmerd walking on stage. Where is, oh there she is, she looks so beautiful, the way her hair flows in the wind, the way she looks In that dress, oh my god I want to kiss her so bad, but I can't I she is only 14 and I'm 17 I can't be in love with a little kid. But… I am, and I will be until the day I die.

Hamlotation walks on to the stage; his purple say pinned up so high it casts a shadow in front of the sun. Ha Rabah would love to hear that one when we meet at the hill after the reaping.

He began, "Hello district two, how are you this fine evening?" there was a very loud cheer from the eighteen year old section. Of course they were happy one of them was the lucky contestant for the Hunger Games this year. "Well of course your happy, it's the Hunger Games isn't it? Well on to the dark days." He showed us the video we watched every year. "Wow that is just horrible, who knew people were so stupid. Anyways now to picked our lucky district two girl tribute," is long orange hand reacted into the big glass bowl, it held the names of every girl between the age of 12 and 18, everyone's name was in there at least once and if you were like Rabah it was in there more like 15 times. Oh my god… Rabah's name was in there 15 times… but I have nothing to worry about, there will be a 18 year old career to volunteer if she gets picked. "Our lucky girl is… Rabah Lee!" my heart dropped as I watched her walked to the stage, why is no one volunteering, she's only 14! Someone save her!

"Well how are you Rabah?" he asked

"I'm fine.." she said looking like she was about to cry.

Rabah POV

No not me! I'm only 14! Please someone help! No one did!

"Now on to the boys, His hand swirled around and around in the big bowl, it seemed like he wanted to make them wait. He finally pulled out a name, "our lucky boy is… Lancdon Lanchly! Where are you Lancdon?" Oh no! Not Lancdon! Anyone but him! He slowly walks to the stage, his brown eyes have complete sadness and a bite of small happiness in them. Why is he happy? Is he already planning a way to kill me? Stop it Rabah he would not kill you, he's your best friend! And the love of your life… even though he doesn't know that. "Shake hand with your district partner please, please give a hand for your 29th Hunger Games tributes." There was a long applause as we were shoved into the court house.

"Lancdon! Why didn't you wait for someone to volunteer? You know someone was going to but instead you ran to the stage so no one could! What the fuck is wrong with you? Excuse my French." I shouted at Lancdon as soon as we were far from the cameras.

"Oh my fucking god cool down! I want to be in The Hunger Games! I want to win! I want to protect you until to end!" he looked mad now, mad that I was questioning him.

Before I could say anything else I was shoved into a small room. No more than two minutes later my mother and younger sisters came running in, I can't believe that my own father wouldn't try to get off work even for this.

"We don't have much time so I want to tell you this, don't kill anyone just run. Make alliance with someone willing to do it for you. You understand me?" I nodded my head. "Good, now come home. I love you." I hugged her and my sisters, the peacekeeper came in and took away my family, and this was is the last time I'm ever going to see them, the last time I'm ever going to get to hug my mom and sisters.

"Let's go, it's time to go to the capital." One of our mentors walked in, her name is Miki, she won the games six years ago. She turned and walked out the door, out of instinct I followed.

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