Author Note: I'M SOOO SORRY, I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THIS STORY AND HOW SOME PEOPLE ACTUALLY LIKED IT. I ACTUALLY CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S BEEN TWO YEARS SINCE I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS. But i'm gonna continue it if enough people want it. Hopefully my writing's got better. This chapter and the next were written about two years ago but it's just to continue the story for now.

4. Reaping Day

James Adams bolted upright from his dream. In his dream he'd saw little kids with evil smiles running around and stabbing other innocent children with all manner of weapons, then he realised that did happen here in Panem. Today was reaping day. James got out of his and realised how much he was sweating, and decided to take a shower. When he got out he put on his best pair of Chino's, and white top and black jacket. He trudged down the stairs to where John was sitting drinking some orange juice. He too was dressed smartly. John looked up and saw James. He decided to speak.

"James, whatever happens today we promise this mission will finish within the next week. The Ethics Committee are very uncomfortable about our current position. Besides we've surely found out about the missing kids, which was our top priority before the mission started. Now come we need to get moving" he stood up, wiped his face with a wet cloth and walked out of the door.

James sighed; he now knew how John stood on punctuality. He and Kayleigh had decided to meet up just beforehand, so he followed John before turning left towards the Youth Centre. Kayleigh was already there waiting for him. Although James didn't fancy Kayleigh he couldn't help but think how fit and sexy she looked in her tight mini-skirt and loose white top.

"Someone's dressed up" Kayleigh grinned. James was still in shock so he didn't reply.

Together they walked to the Main Town, with the population increasing, the closer they got. When they were put into their age-groups, Kayleigh whispered to James "I'm going to volunteer"

At first James thought he'd heard wrong, then he saw the seriousness on her face.

"Are you mad? Do you want a death wish" He whispered back

"Maybe I am mad, but I need to prove myself" She was cut off from saying more by the Capitol escort announcing the boy's name: James Locke. It took James a minute to realise that was him and he jogged up to the stage, deciding confidence was the best ploy to use at this moment in time.

"All right guys, I'm James and I'll see you in a couple of weeks" he said not smiling, but grinning arrogantly.

The girls name was announced. Kayleigh volunteered. As she said would. She too acted cocky, confident and arrogant.

Meanwhile in District 5...

"…and the lucky male tribute is…. Cameron Lynton"

"and the lucky female tribute is….. Sunaina Harte"

Cameron was speechless. Was he dreaming all this or was this actually happening? He slowly stepped forward onto the creaky, wooden stage where hundreds of kids had stood before him feeling the same feelings of nerves and sadness. He looked across and took in his district partner – would she be of some use? Hang on, James thought. Have I actually just thought about whether this random girl will be a help in a death match?

Sunaina was skinny, very skinny. Cameron thought some of the Elite tributes could eat her whole. She had long black hair filled with all manner of extensions and styles, braids and was topped off by a afro comb in the thick bushy part of her hair. She wore ragged clothes with holes creeping through denoting peace and love. Huh, yeah cos that's high on the agenda here thought Cameron. She was managing to hold herself together although Cameron reckoned behind closed doors it would sink in to her, like it would for him what was happening.