Annalisa's POV (D2F)
I look around. Okay, two targets to the right, threeto the left and another one right in front of me. Meanwhile, I need to dodge those other trainees, who are coming at me. I calculate, think and make my first move. I dodge the stick one of the
kids threw at me, and it hits another one on the opposite side of me. I shoot two targets on my left and the one in front of me. I quickly turn around while I let myself fall to the ground and tackle another trainee. I roll over and stand up,
knock out the guy who just threw his stick. I notice I don't have anyarrows left, get rid of my bow and throw three knives to the remaining targets.
I see all the targets have hit the middle of the ring. Of course they did. Without waiting for my trainers, I walk away from the academy.
Once I am home, my mom is waiting for me at the kitchen table. She looks so proud, she always wanted me to volunteer, and today I am.
''Do you want some tea and a cookies dear?'' she asks. That's weird. She never asks me if I want tea, nor does she ever offer me a cookie. I don't trust this. I take the cookie and turn it around in my hand. I break it open and smell it.
''Ha ha ha, very funny mom. Like I wouldn't notice you put Nightlock in those?'' My mom teaches poisons at the academy. She taught me everything she knows, and so did my dad. He teaches swords combat. I prefer my bow though…
''Good job, I want you to remember these things once you are in that arena Annalisa!'' She sounds a little bit proud, but just a little. This women is still my mother after all.
A few hours later I'm on my way to the reaping. My dad walks with me, he always makes time for me, no matter how tight his schedule is. He is worries about me, he doesn't need to say it, I just know. When we are there, he kissed my forehead and hugs me.
''Good luck up there Ann!'' After those words I start walking towards the eighteen-year-olds and take my place. Once the name gets reaped, I go for it. I'm going to make my District proud.
''I volunteer as tribute.'' I calmly make my way to the stage and climb on it.
''Aren't you a bit small to be volunteering sweetheart?'' Oh my god, this escort has absolutely no idea. I am about to win this thing.
Callan's POV (D2M)
I won, I beat the number 1, so I will be this year's volunteer.
''NOOOO!'' I wake up with the sweat standing on my forehead, but this isn't a nightmare, this is for real.
''What's this all about?'' My father storms in. I quickly think about what I say next.
''I... I had a nightmare, someone else volunteered in my place!'' I try really hard to make it sound like I mean it, and he seems to believe me.
''I'm so proud of you boy, you know that right?'' He touches my shoulder before he walks out again. A few minutes later, my mom walks in. She opens her arms and I fall in them. I start crying again.
''I don't want to mom, I don't!'' I mean it, but at the same time I don't want to do shame to my district.
''I know, I know, but you can't do anything about it now.'' She shushes me until I fall back in a nightmare-less sleep.
The next morning I wake up but decide to stay in bed.
''Hey, big brother! Wake up! Today is your big day!'' Ough, I must've dozed in again. My brother, Brody, is standing beside my bed. He is just like my father, collecting everything that has to do with the Games, and dreaming of competing in them once.
He just got brainwashed by him, and there was nothing my mom could've done about it.
''You should hurry Callan! The reaping is about to start!'' he sounds so excited. Why?
Because I would probably become an Avox when I don't show up to the reaping. Suddenly a plan came over me. What if I just don't volunteer? My dad would be furious, but at least I won't have to go into that area.
I quickly put on some clothes, some black slacks, a wrinkled old shirt and I step into my old shoes. Before I leave I quickly grab a black tie and tie it clumsy around my neck.
When I make my way to the reaping, I know what I will do.
Firstly, I see the girl who was selected volunteering. Now, it's time for our reaping. I see all the seventeen-year-olds around me looking at me. The escort takes a piece of paper and reads the name. And that name is the one I wasn't counting on at all.
''Callan Delgado''
It's me. I have to go now, there's no other way. I try and walk as confident as possible. When I get to the stage, I carefully climb them, but as my hair is covering my eyes, I don't see the last step. I fall and land flat on my face. I quickly stand
up and scratch my head. I'd better smile now, to make this a bit better, so I do.
''Ha-ha, well, it looks like the odds aren't really in your favor, are they?'' The escort looks at me, curiously. Oh man, she has no idea...
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