DISTRICT 4 TRIBUTES
ROSELINE "ROSE" HART POV
It's the day of the reaping. I had nothing to worry about. People always volunteer because I'm from the career district and people always want to get in the games. But if I have nothing to worry about then why am I so nervous.
My little brother walks into the room with is friend Finnick Odair. They had been best friends and were excited about the reaping. He was only 12 so it was his first reaping
"I can't wait till I volunteer" Finnick said
I hate how he is a bad influence to my little brother
"Yeah me neither" my brother replied
"NO" I shout. "You are not to volunteer. Not today not ever" I sharply say
"But Rose" he whines
"Embery if you volunteer I will kill you before any of the other tributes get to" I tell him
Finnick just watched there smirking at our fight
I leave the room angry at how my brother s acting but the anger is soon devoured by nerves when I hear my father telling me to get ready because the reaping is in an hour. I wash myself in warm water (which is easy to get in district 4) and then I put my long red hair in a ponytail. I put on a light blue dress which matches my districts job and head out the door.
The reaping is pretty boring. Our escort Avelina throp announces the same usual rubbish about war piece and how the hunger games came to be. Then it was time for the drawing
"Ladies first" she walked over the the bowl and picked out the name
"This year's female tribute is..." she undid the tape and opened the slip "Roseline hart"
My heart stopped. Me...me. Wait. What am I worrying about? Somebody will probably volunteer for me...nobody was volunteering...WHY WASN'T ANYONE VOLUNTEERING?
The peacekeepers forced me up on the stage and Avelina grabbed me by the shoulders and walked me over the microphone
"And now for the boys" Avelina said
I had no longer bothered to listen to what the rest of the world was saying. I had just stopped moving and thinking. It felt like I was dead...eventually I would be. No I'm not going to think like that. I don't care who those other tributes are, I'm going to kill them all
MAXWELL WEATHER POV
The reaping was today. And I was volunteering. I am a coward and not brave at all but I want to be so I act it. The problem is that no one believes it so the best way to make them believe I am brave is to go in the games and win. Was I scared...hell yeah. Was that going to stop me from doing it...no. I am not sure why I am so scared really. I am tall and really strong
I start to think about all the things I'm going to lose and a tear forms in my eye. My younger brother Joshua is coming so I wipe the tear away and put back my strong face.
"Maxwell. What will happen if I get reaped" he asks me
"You won't enter the games this year. I promise" I say to him
"How do you know"
I can't tell him I'm going to volunteer. It would break his heart. He is a bit like me...very fragile.
The reaping will be happening soon so we head off to the town centre.
I hold onto my sisters hands as they refuse to let go until it is time for it them to let go as the peacekeepers drag them off to the area where the girls stands
I say goodbye to my sisters and walk over to the boys area before being shoved passed by two boys. I knew one...he was 12 years old and was called Embery Hart. I look at them sadly and imagine what it would be like for him to be in the arena
Avelina announced a girl called Roseline Hart...That must be Embery's sister.
"And now for the boys" Avelina called
"Matthew Trudge"
"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE" I scream
I walk onto stage. I'm shacking and it's not because of the cold
Why did I do this. Should I have volunteered
It's too late now. The peacekeepers are taking me and Roseline into the justice building and I wait to see my family arrive and to see their tears fall.
SORRY IF THIS CHAPTER SUCKED. I'M ILL . NEXT TIME I WILL TRY AND BE BETTER
HAPPY HUNGER GAMES AND MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOUR
