District 11 Reaping's
District 11 is in a sad mood. The reaping's were just beginning and if the last few games proved anything it was that they knew they didn't have good chances for winning this year's games'.
The man on the stage adjusted his purple wig as the mayor gave his yearly speech. He observes the crowd of boys and girls, knowing that it only represented a small portion of the district.
The crowd claps at the end of the speech while the purple-haired Capitol-man skips up to the microphone.
"Well," he begins, "I know I'm excited for the Game's, how about you guys?" the crowd stays silent, "Well, okay than, how about we just start then?"
The man walks over to the girl's bowl, adjusting his wig on the way. He digs his hand in and pulls out a small piece of paper.
He takes his time opening the paper, the tension increasing with each second. "Faith Rabin," he says and the crowd opens to reveal a small fifteen year old girl. He motions for the girl to come up when he hears a voice form the crowd.
"Wait! Faith, wait! I volunteer! I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!"
The whole crowd goes silent as a girl in a sky-blue dress with white spots walks up and takes her place on the stage. The man smiles slightly, maybe he'd actually have a winning district this year.
"What's your name, sweetie?"
"Rose. Rose Burns."
"Wasn't your sister in the games a few years back?"
Rose nods.
"Okay. Now onto the boys."
The man go's over to the bowl of boys' names and takes his time choosing a name. The crowd was still on edge from the surprise volunteering. The girl who had been reaped, Faith, is still standing in the middle of the street, tears falling freely from her face.
"Kayon Johnson!"
The crowd of sixteen year old boys part to reveal a blank face young man in a black t-shirt and cargo pants. The boy walks up to the stage, emotionless, and takes his place next to Rose.
"Well," the man says, "isn't this a winning team. Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor."
Rose sits in the empty room waiting for the horrible day to end.
She leans back in the seat, trying to calm her breathing, when her father walks into the room.
"My Rose," her father says, taking her face in his hands.
"Daddy," Rose says, "I'm so sorry, but you know I had to save Faith."
"I know," the old man says, a slight smile playing on his lips, "my beautiful selfless daughter. Just promise me one thing my little Rose."
"Anything."
"Come back for me. I've already lost your mother and your sister from these games, I don't want to lose you too."
"I'll try my best."
"That's all I ask," with that the old man stands up, noticing the peacekeepers at the door, "I love you, remember that."
"I love you too Daddy."
Rose only has a second to herself before Faith walks into the room.
"Rose," Faith says, "I don't have much time. The peacekeepers barely let me in here. I just," she pauses, "I just want you to know that I'm not mad at you, even though you shouldn't of volunteered for me," she smiles and takes something out of her pocket, "just take this," she says, holding out a ring with a red rose in the center, "use it as your district token. And…and don't worry about your dad my family will help him anyways we can." Finally, Faith breathes, finishing her rant.
"Faith," Rose says, pulling Faith into a hug.
"It's time to go," The peacekeepers say, grabbing ahold of Faith's shoulders.
"Take it," Faith says, throwing the ring at Rose as the peacekeepers drag Faith from the room.
Kayon sits in the empty room, tracing his fingers over the patterns on the couch.
"Kayon,"his mother says, pulling her son into a hug.
"Hey Ma," he says, allowing himself to smile slightly into his mother's shoulder.
"Oh, my little Kayon," his mother says, pinching her sons cheeks, "this Mama's gonna miss you."
"Im'ma miss you to Ma. Tell everybody I love 'em will you."
"I will Kayon. I'm so sorry they had to work the fields today."
"It is what it is Ma. Don't worry I can handle it."
"I know Kayon, I know."
"I love you Ma."
"I love you too Kay."
"I know Ma, I know."
"You do good. Win this for me."
Kayon smiles, "I will."
"Time to go," the peacekeepers say, dragging Kayon's mother away.
"Win for me. I need you back home."
"I will," Kayon says, more to himself then to anybody else, "I will."
AN: I'm sorry if your tribute wasn't perfect. These two were a little harder to write. I plan on having the sponsor system up by next weekend. I still need the district 1 and 2 males.