District 1 Reapings
Gloss' POV
I wake to a knock on the door of my house in the victors' village. I walk slowly to the door knowing who it is. I swing the door open. "Morning." Cashmere says happily. "Shut up." I say slamming the brown door in his face, I lock it before he has a chance to break in. The sound of a window breaking makes me laugh."C'mon." He says to me. I'll be there in a few minutes. After a shower, and throwing my clothes on it's already 10. I can't help feel bad for Cashmere, doing it by himself. I get to the reaping just as the district 1 escort calls out "Lexie.." but is cut off by someone, "No!" Her high pitched voice tells me she's young. The people who don't move get shoved aside. The volunteer is only 12 by the looks. She wears a coral pink sleeveless dress with buttons on the front. Her wavy raven black hair is swept up in a braid. "Oh I recognize you," Cashmere starts, "This is Helena Draconix!" Her hands viciously grip Cashmere's arm, her nails dig down and blood starts to roll. Cashmere starts to laugh. "If you call me Helena, one more time," she pauses, "It'll be your throat bleeding." The crowds' faces are shocked, mine as well. "Well," our escort Theris's voice cuts in, "What would you like to be called Helena?" "Was I not clear?" Helena says fiercely. "Howl." She finally spits out. It's only when I get on stage I notice her very pale skin, so pale I can see the blue vines practically popping out of her skin. "Well let's get to the boy." Theris says. "We have..." she builds suspense, "Roy Everheart!" There's a scream, "No! No, I can't loose another!" The mother yells. The boys eyes are wide open, scared as hell. He wears a simple white button shirt. Tears start streaming from his eyes, he tries to hold them back, but by the time he's on stage he's trying to run, but peacekeepers hold him. There's a silence, then laughter from the crowd. I spot the laughing person, "Oh come on!" He yells. He soon runs onto the stage, and shoves the kid off. "I'm taking it your volunteering?" Theris asks the old, maybe 18 year old young man. "Hell ya." He wears a simple grey button shirt, he has blue eyes and dyed blond hair. And before I know it I'm in the Capitol.
