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District 2 Reaping
Girl:
I look around me at all the other girls. Dressed pretty for this "special" occasion, myself included, we wait for the District 2 escort to approach the microphone. I play with the necklace I put on this morning. It's a locket, opening up to a picture of a beautiful rose speckled with thorns. I've always said it would be my token should I be reaped.
"Hello everyone." The escort says in that stupid Capitol accent. "Welcome to the reaping for the 56th annual Hunger Games." Cheers sound from the surrounding crowd as people erupt in happiness. My ears feel like they are about to explode. I see the smiling face of my father up on stage, along with that of my grandfather. Both of them love the Games; they are also victors. My grandfather was the very first victor actually, winning in the Games that began the annual cycle of bloodshed. Yet, I don't hate them for it.
Looking through the crowd, I spy my brother Jace. At 20 years old, he is ineligible for the Games. He smiles at me and I return it with a sigh. We both agree that the Games are terrible. That the Capitol is terrible…Panem is terrible. We're not exactly your typical District 2 kids. It's mostly because of our mother. She saw the evil in the Hunger Games and made sure that we knew the truth about it. We used to ask her why she ever married our father, since he was a victor and pro-Games. She would just reply with a far-away look in her eyes that she loved him dearly and could overlook that. I never understood though; still don't.
Viewing the stage again, I see our escort Lyla Parfy, reach into the girls bucket and draw out a name. Unlike everyone else in the crowd, I'm wishing it's not me. Of course, I'm used to being cheated.
"America Reese Lancaster" Lyla calls.
My heart speeds up and I catch my breath, gripping my locket tight. I'm rushed up to the stage and frantically look around. District 2, who usually has numerous volunteers, is silent. No one wants to take the place of the girl they have all taken advantage of at some point.
My father wears a proud smile and my grandfather is patting him on the back. They clap and the rest of District 2 soon follow slowly. I glance at my brother who stares at me with a pained expression. I keep my eyes on him as the boy tribute is called.
Dirk Barton, one of my ex-boyfriends. Thankfully, someone volunteers for him and saves me the awkwardness of talking to Dirk. We shake hands and are shuffled into rooms to meet with our friends and family. The last thing I see before they close the stage door is Jace's face.
He looked like he had just died.
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