In penance for their uprising the twelve districts of Panem shall offer up one male and female between the ages of 12 and 18 at a public reaping. These tributes shall be given to the custody of the Capitol and then transferred to a public hospital where they will have their children monitored, until they give birth. Henceforth and forever more this pageant shall be known as 'The Baby Games'.
Thresh's P.O.V.
I remember when I first met Rue, When I first met the twelve year old I now know
"Help!" A lone voice yelled in the middle of the night.
"Help!" It sounded like a little girl around eight. I got up and quickly threw some clothes on.
"Help!" I ran outside and spotted a little girl with long Chocolate brown hair and her foot caught in a hole. She was about two years younger than me and tugging helplessly on her leg. I ran over.
"Help!" "What happened?" A peacekeeper asked. I quickly hid behind a tree.
"I was running from a...a b...bully." she started sobbing. " I can guess the rest." He said sounding bored.
He got her foot out and she thanked him as he walked her home. Slowly and silently, I followed them stopping when they did and hiding when they turned. I found out her name, Rue, and age, 8 two years younger than I was, and her eyes are a deep Mahogany (A/N: Soooooo couldn't help it! XD) brown.
The next day I saw her and the bully. She turned to run and bumped into me. "Need some help?" I asked her. She nodded and I turned toward the bully 9 year old, then, Maxworth Birmingham. "What's your problem?" I asked him. "Just give me the girl!" "No!" I blocked Rue from his view."Why?" He sneered. "She's of little use!" I swear at that moment if looks could kill Max would have been dead the second the look was made."Because your wrong everyone is of great use to life... except maybe you." I turned leading Rue away from the steaming Maxworth and we became great friends.
We were very confident we wouldn't be chosen but the odds weren't in either of our favors this year... We are now District 11's tributes for the biannual Baby Games.
Rue's P.O.V
Two days... Two days of being helplessly in love with his jokes, his deep Auburn eyes, his short black hair, his personality, him. I looked at him, at Thresh and asked him, "What should we make of this?" "I...I...I don't know." He said thinking the whole time. I'm definitely not telling him now... Maybe... No...Maybe...No...Fine Mr. Conscience you win! "Thresh..." How do I tell him? What if he doesn't like me back? What if... "Yeah" "I...I...I" "Times up!" Damn you!
This one is very very short and I so apologize. I really couldn't think of much but it was the best I got so far. Anyway I'm not wrighting the whole reaping business for district 12 you already know that! you know the bread story but just imagine Katniss was actually reaped so they will come in later! Just to clear it up Thresh hadn't stuttered he was doing the whole 'I know' 'Sorta' 'not really...' thing:) I wanna do a shout out for my reviewers that inspired me to up date and I was touched some of you followed the story3 (This just for a laugh. my teacher called /3 the crocodile slash three. lol.) The cussing started with innocent little twelve year old Rue. I made Thresh younger because Rue is very young and Thresh may seem OOC but again that is how I imagine he was. So if you listened to my little drawl I can tell you Bye-bye sooooooooo Bye-bye.
