A/N: Since I haven't gotten any reviews yet I'd like to say that please give this fan fiction a chance. It's going to be so in depth with reaping's that I'm going give each chapter reaping's a one district reaping, that's how much info there'll be.
District 1 Reaping's:
Shawnee POV:
Shawnee's walking with her brother Damon. "So what do you think is going to happen today?" asked Damon. "What do you mean?" responds Shawnee. "Well the reaping's today and each of us is definitely in danger of being reaped." He explains.
"We'll be fine." Shawnee calmly says. "You better tell you-know-who that." Just then a boy about 17 years old walks up behind Shawnee. "BOO!" he yells. Shawnee lets out a scream of terror then pushes the guy on the shoulder. "Michael!" she yells, "You know I hate when you do that!" "I know baby," he sweetly responds, "I'm sorry." He kisses her head, and she returns with a full kiss on the lips. Her mom starts yelling for her and Damon. "Shawnee! Damon! Come inside I have your outfits for the reaping!" Michael sadly stares at the ground, and Shawnee knows why. He's too old to be reaped, which means there's no way to protect her. Damon wouldn't to him if he asked. "He needs to think positive." Shawnee thinks, although she knows it's too late. After Michael's name being called out at the reaping last year followed by his brother's sacrificing himself and volunteering to save Michael, he knows that the capitol will aim at destroying Michael. Maybe not physically, but if Shawnee's name's called out, it will destroy him mentally. Michael gives Shawnee a kiss goodbye as Damon and her walk inside their house. "You know," Damon says "One of your friends is going to volunteer for you." "Only my close friends would." Shawnee replies, "And I only have two, that buys me my life for two years. I'll be seventeen by then and they'll call still my name. There are people at the Capitol that do hold grudges you know, like the president." Damon just looks at her in shock and goes into his room to get ready. "Way to think positive." She thinks to herself. She puts a blue bonnet dress while Damon has a blue suit shirt with a red suit jacket and pants. "All you need is a cane and you can be a circus ring leader." She tells him.
They make their way to the tables for check in. The lady that checks Shawnee in gives Shawnee an evil grin as she checks in. Shawnee knows what's going to happen. A guy with golden hair and a black suit walks up. "Let's cut the sweet and nice intro shall we?" He says, "I'm Mitch and I'm District 1's newest escort. Let's have the ladies go first." He shoves his hand into the bowl and fishes out a purple envelope and tears the Capitol seal. "Shawnee Menendez." Shawnee walks up to the stage no problem knowing she'd be picked. Michael looks at her close friends but they both shake their heads at him. Shawnee gives that look, the 'think positive' she's had to give him lately. He's gives a thumbs up back and she knew what to do.
Dylan POV:
Dylan looks up at the sky and laughs when he hears Mitch say it's time for gentlemen. "Gentlemen," he thinks, "There's nothing gentle or manly about most of the boys in this district." He looks at the only sane people he knows, his eight friends, as Mitch reaches his hand into the bowl. "Another imbecile to be sent to their death or instant fame." Dylan thinks. Either way he didn't care. "Dylan Este." Mitch calls out. Dylan's face goes into pale shock; never would he have guessed this would be the result. He walks up to the stage and looks out the crowd. It looks like he's going to give the three-finger salute for luck to the crowd, but he gives the nerd salute of 'live long and prosper' and the crowd bursts into laughter, besides his eight friends who give a yell of approval out to him. Then he and Shawnee are rushed off the stage and into a train by almost 20 peacekeepers. "Lets the Games begin." Dylan thinks to himself.