Here's the district two reaping! Sorry that I didn't pull Arco's personality that well, I will do better in the future. Oh, and you will get the "NO, no I'm not!" quote if you watch the Sips and Sjin tekkit series, just saying. ;)
Megan
District Two Female - Fallon Quimby POV:
"Come on Skye." I pulled my older sister's hand after I had finished doing her hair for her. "O-okay..." She said quietly, tightening her grip on my hand as we walked to the square. "Your not going to get reaped Skye, stop worrying." I told her as she glanced back at our parents (who were behind us), and then at the square. We stand in the line for around ten minutes before we reach the Peackeepers. "Skye, it's your turn." I said to her, giving her a small but reasuring push fowards as her eyes where fixtated somewhere in the distance, maybe she was studying the mountains. Nobody knows. Skye is eighteen, so this is her last reaping. I hope and pray every year she won't get picked. Skye has a few mental problems, so I have given up training to go into the games and be a career to devote my time to her. To make sure she didn't do anything she would regret, but mainly to look after her. "Thanks Fallon." She whispered, shuffling fowards and holding her finger out for them to prick her finger, wincing at the pain. "Next please." The peacekeeper called, scowling at me. I don't blame him though, being a peacekeeper for your whole life isn't the best job. It's kind of like being a career, you train all of your life for it, and it's not enjoyable at all. I held my finger out, the pain was hardly recognisable to me. "You can go." He muttered, directing me with his eyes. I walked towards my age-group. I'm sort of a laughing stock to the careers in training, pulling myself out as made me unpopular and a 'loser' according to some of the girls who train.
District Two Male - Arco Recton:
"You're such a idiot." I laughed and punching my friend, Oliver Terson's, shoulder. "NO, no I'm not!" He says, mocking his little brother who was trailing behind us. "I heard that!" His little brother has always had slight anger issues, so it was naturally fun to wind him up. "Boys, the definition of stupid." One of my other friends, Lucie, said. "Hey! What's that suppsosed to mean?" I asked, pretending to look hurt. "Not even smart enough to understand what I'm saying, sometimes I wonder why I am friends with you." She rolled her blue eyes, meeting them with my brown. "Trust me, your still friends with us because we are too gorgeous to stay away from for more than five minutes." Oliver grinned, striking a pose. "Nice one, Idiot." I mutter, continuing to walk to the square. This is pretty much every walk to reaping goes, we leave our parents arrive and act like idiots the whole way. "Guys, which girl do you think is going to volunteer?" I ask. "There's a few... I'm not completly sure though." Lucie shrugged.
"Probably some idiot." I scoffed, making Ollie and Lucie laugh. "I'm volunteering." Quietly, I inform them. Silence forms among us all. "Win for us Arco."
The Peacekeepers had signed us in, so me and Ollie walked together towards one of our other friends, Yeron Numiskai. "Hey Yeron." We smile at eachother. "Hey. So, the words gone around that your volunteering." He looked excited, even more when I nodded. "You're gonna be rich!"
District Two Female - Fallon Quimby POV:
My usual group of friends greet me, four girls including me; Mercy, a training career who was outcasted from the main group. Zara, a girl who was more intrested in maths and learning. Cassie, a girl who didn't want to start her training at all. "Fallon." They all said in unison, smiling at me. "Hey guys." I nod, forcing a small smile onto my face. "I know who's volunteering today." Cassie said quietly, trying her best to at least start a conversation. "Who?" The reaping in two, one and four are pretty much the same every single year. Either someone gets chosen and then a career, freind or family member volunteers or someone else volunteers. "Hello, hello! Welcome to the fourty-first annual Hunger Games!" Our escort, Falcon Lily bounded onto the stage, microphone in hand. She made us jump as if to scare us out of our current conversations. I don't listen to the video from the Capitol, it's been pressed into our mind so much over the years that you would probably know all of the words. "That was simply amazing, wasn't it?" No response. "Well, anyway, let's get started!" She walzted over to the girls' reaping bowl, she never asks for volunteers, which is pointless with the amount of careers willing to volunteer. "Girls!" She smiled, dipping her hand into the bowl and swishing the slips around, meaning to add a 'dramactic' affect. Pulling out a name, she read it loudly and clearly; "Blue Quimby!" My heart stopped, without thinking about the voulunteers, my safety or anything else for that matter, I throw my hand in the air and say; "I voulunteer!"
District Two Male - Arco Recton POV:
"I vouleenter!" Were the words of one of the girls in the crowd, no one emerged. Frozen in time, Skye shuffled off of the stage. Finally, a girl my age appeared from the crowd. Fallon Quimby. The girl who gave up her training, and alot of her social life for Skye, her sister. I respected her, but that was probably the stupidest thing she had ever done, and she knew it. "Oh, what is your name then dear?" Our escort asked once she had reached the stage, I run a hand through my blonde hair, slightly regreting my decision to volunteer. "Fallon Quimby." She nodded, obviously trying to fight back tears. "Well then Fallon, stay put while I choose a boy." She says, flouncing over to the boy's bowl and tripping several times. She cleared her throat as she pulled out the slip. "Ember Brown!" She said. "I volunteer!" I yell, I didn't know the boy, but I hope I did him a favour at that moment. "Another volunteer, I'm glad to say I am not surprised!" She grinned, summoning me to the stage. I walk stiffly to the stage, sporting an arrogant smile. "What is your name boy?" She asked, shoving the microphone in front of my face. "Arco Recton." I answer. "What a fine pair of tributes this year, shake hands and let's hear the applause!"