Reaping Day. District 1.
Vivienne Cameron's POV
Sunlight seeped through my curtains, blinding me as I arose from bed slowly. Today was the day. Reaping Day. The day we're my older sister had her fate sealed over a simple paper with her name written on it. I sighed as I walked over to my small closet containing my Reaping Day outfit. I pulled out my cream colored sweater dress and laid it gently on my bed. I remember my sister, Bree, doing these exact steps as she get ready for reaping days. I heard a light knock on my door and looked up as it slowly opened. "Vivie?" My mother stepped into the room. She was already in her reaping day outfit; a nice, long blue dress that reached her ankles. "Are you ready for the day?" She asked walking over and looking at my reaping outfit. "I think," was all I could say, even though I wanted to say a thousand things. What if I was picked for the games? What if I was killed like my sister? I'd been training my whole life for the games. I knew that I was ready. I promised myself the year my sister died, that if I was ever given the chance to get my revenge on District 2 for killing my sister, I would take it. My mother had a bath filled for me for when I woke up. I washed my hair and body in what was left of the warm water. I got out and put on a gown as my mother started to work on my hair. "How should we have it today, darling?" She asked, "We could let it down, and then put in that headband that matches your dress?" I nodded with a light smile.
I walked slowly over to the section of other 12 year old girls. I looked over my shoulder to see my mom and dad gone. I sighed and continued on into the group of girls. Soon the mayor begins to tell the history of Panem, then reads the list of names of past victors. Tears start to form at the thought that my sister could have been one of those victors….. Brianna's best friend went into the games 2 years ago and was killed. She was killed by a District 4 tribute. Her dad, like mine, was a previous Hunger Games victor and he now sits upon the stage He sits quietly, while Savvy Copper gets up to the dishes that hold names of children, who may or may not get sent into the arena of the 104th Hunger Games. "Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds ever in your favor!" She squeals, "Ladies first, shall we." A million things start to race through my mind. Brianna was standing not too far away from where I stood now when her name got chosen. She was ready, she knew it. And she did great. Until the very end. What if I'm chosen? What if I have to fight to the death with 23 other tributes all thinking the same things I am now as their reapings happen? What if- "And our female tribute is Vivienne Cameron!"
Julian Devereux's POV
"And our female tribute is Vivienne Cameron!" I swear my heart nearly stopped when I heard that name. Vivie? Jackie's best friend Brianna's little 12 year old sister? I couldn't believe it. Now I had yet another reason to volunteer for the male tribute. I couldn't let that poor little girl get hurt, since she was Brianna's sister. I watched as Vivie slowly emerged from the section of 12 year old girls. She walked up to the stage dragging her feet. She steps up to Savvy and Savvy directs her to the left part of the stage. "Any volunteers?" She asks. Not one person speaks or dare move. "Ok then. Now lets draw our male tribute!" She digs her hand deep into the second dish full of names of boys. "And our male tribute is Joshua Elliot!" I see a red head boy emerge from the 15 year old boy section, rows and rows ahead of me. He walks up to the stage to Savvy. moves him next to Vivie. "Any volunteers?" She asks. My hand shoots up into the air, "I volunteer as tribute!" Savvy turns her attention to the section I stood in. "Alright then. Up you come!" I walk to the stage and up the steps to Savvy. I look at my dad. His face is emotionless. Savvy tells Joshua to return to his section and he's down there within seconds. "And what's your name?" She asks me. "Julian Devereux." "Ok. And here we have our District 1 tributes! Vivienne Cameron and Julian Devereux!" She says with a smile.
I know its pretty short, but I decided that for one tribute in each District I'm going to do a 'before reaping' thing. And the tribute who didn't get picked will have there private training story told. So I hope that kinda makes up for it being short! Tell me what you think!
~Britt
