Chapter 2: District 2 Reaping
Samantha awoke to find herself in Kyle's arms. She smiled sleepily and her hand felt to her stomach. She would tell him tonight after the reaping while they celebrated. She was so glad it was their last year, the last year of wondering weather one of them would be sentenced to their death and they only had six chances out of their giant district to be picked.
"Wake up sweetie." She laughed, kissing Ky's sleeping figure, he woke up and she could tell he was egger for a repeat of the night before. She laughed and so they did not get out of bed until half an hour later. She dressed in a black satin dress that went to just above her ankles with a slit running up her legs that only had one shoulder strap. She piled her hair on top of her head in elegant curls, then she laughed at Ky's attempt to dress himself. She straightened his tie and smoothed his hair before pulling him into a kiss. They held hands as they walked and they continued to do so as they reached the eighteen section. They waved to their friends and stood quietly as Henry began to give the capitol assigned speech.
Henry was the assistant for their district and he read through the speech with a passion that scared everyone. He made it sound like he was reading the deepest poem in the world, finally he reached his hand into the silver basket containing the girls slips.
"Samantha Robinson." He called hopefully, Sammy couldn't believe it, she wobbled up on stage and shook Henry's hand before sitting in the center of the stage, her arms wrapped around herself, rocking back and forth. He shot her a weird look and then read out the male tribute.
"Kyle Right." Samantha couldn't believe it, she felt like she might throw up, the world began to spin and she grabbed desperately at Ky's hand as he ran to her before the darkness took her.
She came to three hours later sitting on the train to the capitol; they didn't make exceptions for anyone so she had not been aloud to see her parents. Ky sat next her with a shocked look on his face and his hand on her stomach.
"The doctors examined you." He said his voice was lifeless; she knew that he must know now about their child and remembered the celebration she had planned back home.
"I didn't want you to find out like this." She whispered, taking his hand, he jerked away from her.
"So you regret it then? Think that our child is something to be ashamed of?" He snapped, she recoiled and felt tears stream down her face.
"No, I was going to tell you tonight, after the reaping while we celebrated. Not on a train that's taking us to our deaths." His face softened and he held her tightly, stroking her face lovingly as whispering in her ear.
"Don't say that, we'll be okay,"
"No because only one of us will make it Ky, and I'm not going to be able to run for long."
"I'll protect you until it's down to the two of us...and then I'll make sure you get home." His face darkened and she began to cry even harder. Fury at the capitol seized her and all she wanted to do was scream and rage at them.
Ky and Sammy fell asleep in each others arm as they sped away to the capitol, to their deaths, and the death of their unborn child.