OKAY, I AM BACK! Sorry, but I've had writer's block… : ( So, here they are! District 2 Reapings!
Oh, and no one guessed what 'Amour-propre' means. Turq8 and Midori-chan902 were close, but not quite…. It means 'self-love' XD Yeah, and I'll probably do that every week, 'k?
Cassandra 'Cassie' Darkblade
I groan and roll out of bed. Just another day…. NO!
My eyes widen and my mind is alert and fully awake. Reaping Day! The day I'm going to volunteer!
"Oh, no no no no no no no!" I mutter. "I can't be late today!"
"Fail," says Aaron from the doorway.
"OMIGOD," I half yell. "Freakin' get out of my room!"
"I'm not in your room. I'm ALMOST in your- OW!"
I hold up another stuffed animal and prepare to throw again.
"'M telling Mom!" he says as he runs down the hall.
"Aaron, c'mon," my mom yells. "We're already late! Cassie, honey, you ready yet?"
"Almost!" I shout back. "Just need to get- into- this- freakin'- dress! Okay, 2 seconds!"
"Cassie, Dylan's here!"
"Hi, Mrs. Darkblade. Cassie ready?"
"Nearly, dear. Probably looking for her shoes, even though they're RIGHT HERE! CASSIE, GET IN HERE AND LET'S GO!"
"Okay, god, I'm coming," I say as I glide into the front room. Dylan is there, looking his best. A dark, silky suit and dark maroon satin tie… I shake my head to clear it.
"Hey, gorgeous," Dylan says, kissing my forehead.
"Ick," say Belladonna and Leita in unison.
"Shut up-"
"Cassie, dear, your token," my mom says.
"Aw, crap," I mutter as I race back to my room and grab the silver locket off of my dresser.
"CASSSSSSSSSSSSSSIEEEEEEEE! WHERE ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRE YOOOOOOOOU?"
"Coming, Scarlett," I shout back with a grin. Scarlett is so adorable. I love her so much. I quickly clasp the locket around my neck and bolt out the door.
Kramer Natha
I'm up early but not before my dad. Doesn't matter. He was up a minute before the crack of dawn and I, exactly at dawn.
I used to have many more siblings, but they're all either dead or in other houses in Victor's Village. And my younger siblings are in different parts of the house. My dad trains them separately. I don't even know there names. Doesn't matter.
I'm dressed in a tuxedo and heading out the door before I hear my dad yelling at the young people of the house to "GET UP AN' GET READY OR I'LL WIP YOUR HIDE SOON AS WE GET BACK!"
I went through that when I was younger. 'Least after I come back I'll have my own house.
I'm gonna be the greatest victor ever.
Skip to the Reapings…
Cassandra 'Cassie' Darkblade
The escort had scaly green skin and his green-aquamarine hair was pressed against his skull. He looked like a reptile. When he spoke, his voice seemed deep, but had a crickity quality, maybe his Capitol accent….
Idio Sauro. That was his name.
"Nice name," I mutter to Scarlett. She giggles and clasps her hand over her mouth to contain the noise. I'm going to miss her the weeks I'm gone.
"The girl's tribute for the 24th Hunger Games is…" Idio starts dramatically.
The words are halfway out of my mouth before the name registers in my mind.
"I volen-"
The name he called was-
Kramer Natha
"CASSANDRA DARKBLADE!"
"I volen-"
The girl who started to volenteer stops, blushes, and walks up to the stage, where she shakes Idiot's hand.
Idiot. The perfect name for this escort.
Now he's searching in the Boy's Reaping ball, as though looking for the perfect name.
"The boy tribute for District Two in the 24th Hunger Games is… DYLAN BRUTE!"
The girl on stage yelps and stares at a boy not too far away from me. He starts forward. My cue.
"I VOLENTEER."
My voice echoes impressively around the courtyard. I was ready to kill already.
My parents visits me first in the fancy Justice Building room. My mother says, "See you soon, Kramer," and my father says "Or else."
As I'm wondering how he can say, or else when I'm coming back anyway, they leave and a pretty little thing walks in.
"Hello, Kramer," she says.
She couldn't have been more than 11, why was she here, how did she even KNOW ME!
"My name is Venatee."
'SO?' my mind screams.
"Venatee…. Natha. Just… wanted to wish you luck….. Um… bye…"
She leaves, and I sit there thinking how weak she looked , my little sister.
Cassandra 'Cassie' Darkblade
The goodbyes are short, except the one with Dylan. We sit there, locked in an embrace, for 15 minutes, until the Peacekeeper notice and gently says Dylan has to leave. After one more kiss and a "Good luck," he's gone too.
On the train, I think about Scarlett and home and how much I hate Natha, my district partner, and, as he calls him, Idiot. Stupid Capitol people!
Okay, I'm tired and have homework. O, yah. Me don own. 'K, me'll update son. Night. :P O, yeah. Try to guess what the escort's name means. Bye! XP
