**Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins**

(I created these characters, so they will not win)

Chapter One: The Reaping of District One

POV: Clayton

I woke up this morning at about six, because I just couldn't wait. See, today was Reaping Day, or the day when a boy and girl from each district would be chosen to go into the Hunger Games. I have been training all my life for this very day.

I would have volunteered sooner, but my father, the mayor of district one, wanted me to wait until I was eighteen, so that I could be one of the oldest in the arena, and so I could train for longer.

I walk over to Ageta's house. Ageta is my girlfriend. We have been training together for a few years now. We plan on going into the arena as one and making it to the very end. I haven't though past killing everyone else… I can't image killing her.

Since Ageta and I are so comfortable with each other, I just walk into her house and silently ascend to her room.

She is sleeping, so I wake her up by tugging at her shirt. She immediately wakes up, stares into my eyes, and smiles.

"Today is the first days of the rest of our lives," she says with a wide grin.

She sits up as I sit on the bed next to her.

"We are going to be the most famous victors ever!" I laugh, but inside all I can think about is how only one of us can make it back.

"All the sponsors will want us!" she says as her eyes widen.

I nod and tell her that I will be back in a few hours, once I'm ready.

At home, I change into a nice sports coat with navy pants. I personally think I look handsome.

I brush my short, silver hair and smile. I will be remembered. I think to myself. I look into the mirror one last time before leaving to get Ageta.

POV: Ageta

I put on my white dress with the flowers on it and stare into the mirror. What I notice is my grey eyes, my black hair that is in a pony tail, and my paper thin lips. I always hated my lips.

I take a deep breath and my mind starts to wander. Is this really what I want? Will I have sponsors? Will I have to kill Clayton?

Finally, Clayton arrives, which stops my thoughts in mid flight. Thank god.

He looks so unlike himself with a sports coat on. His black eyes look back into my grey ones. How could I kill him?

We walk to the town square, which was busy and full of people, like always. The people here are very elegant, which goes against my personality completely!

I go stand with the other girls between the ages of 12 and 18. I happen to be an 18-year old. This makes me more desirable, which is okay because I plan on being picked anyway.

A man walks up to the stage and introduces himself as Huntley Simmons. I had seen him before. He was the chaperone who would take the tributes to the capitol.

"Welcome to the 194th Hunger Games Reaping!" He says as he flashes a grin, "Let's just get right to the point! Starting with the girls!"

He reaches his hand into the bowl with all of the girls' names in it. I finally see his arm tense around a name. He pulls it out and says, "Camilia Pena!"

Camilia looks around 12 years old, which makes the crowd sigh. She walks up to the stage and looks into the gossiping crowd.

"Any volunteers?" Huntley asks. Just about every year a person would volunteer. However, for the last few years, there has been a lack of volunteers. This may be because peacekeepers came and investigated some illegal Hunger Game training, which scared off most of the Careers.

"I would like to take her place!" I yell as I walk up to the stage. Camilia makes a thank god she volunteered sigh and walks off the stage to who seems to be her mother and father.

"How exciting!" Huntley says, "Now for the boys!"

I look down at Clayton, who seems ready to volunteer. I just pray that he doesn't decide to back out and leave me alone in the games. But, I know him and he would never do that.

"Wakely Camelle!"

He is a skinny boy that I had seen in the streets a few times. Nothing special.

"Any volunteers?" Huntley asks again.

"Me! Clayton Newman!" Clayton yells as he makes his way to the stage.

I look at him and smile. This is really happening! All of the pieces of my mind start to fall into place.

At that moment, I felt that together, Clayton and I could do anything.

**I still need the following tributes: Both from 3; Male from 5; Both from 6; Female from 7; Female from 9; and Both from 10! Just send a private message or comment to get those to me!**