Rayvinns POV

"Of all the money e'er I had,
I spent it in good company.
And all the harm I've ever done,
Alas! it was to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit
To mem'ry now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all.

Oh, all the comrades e'er I had,
They're sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts e'er I had,
They'd wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I gently rise and softly call,
Good night and joy be with you all.

If I had money enough to spend,
And leisure time to sit awhile,
There is a fair maid in this town,
That sorely has my heart beguiled.
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips,
I own she has my heart in thrall,
Then fill to me the parting glass,
Good night and joy be with you all."

Claps erupted around my room as the last chord played. I opened my eyes stood and bowed to the wall. I then heard the door slam which woke me from the beautiful daydream I'd been having.

"So you've finally finished that racket." Olga my stepmother sneered. I kept a straight face. "Oh I'm sorry did that upset the little baby well we can't have that now cans we? Oh I know how about this?" and she leant forward taking her hand from behind and she sent my harp strings flying in all directions I grabbed hold of her by the neck and began to drag her down screaming "WHY? WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"

I was pulled off her by my sister who dragged me out of the house and said now get to the reapings you half-wit before she does anything else to get you started.

I headed off my head realing with ways of getting the evil witch back. They say fairytales aren't true. Mine is. I mean I've got the beautiful mother who passed away only to be replaced by the evil step mother who hides the evil side to her from the father. That means I'm the princess. Hmm. I feel like one in this dress. It was my mothers.

Binghams POV

"Chip SHURUP!" erupted from my brothers room

I am Bingham Gates aged 15 and I'm a nobody. Alright, I'm somebody but I have no friends which pretty much classes me as a nobody. I have two brothers Chip and Mac, who turned 12 yesterday. They were excited as hell but no one else was, 'specially not me. being 12 means only one thing... the reaping.

HELL THE REAPING! I rushed around frantically getting ready, grabbed Chip under one arm and Mac under the other and rushed out the door shouting,

"I've got the twins I'll see you later guys!"

I may hate the reapings but there is one thing, I do like to see who's picked, call it rubbernecking if you wish but is an old pastime, seeing as I'll never be reaped myself, I'm a nobody, nobody's don't get reaped... do they?

We got there with plenty of time to spare, I signed us in and said my parents would be along in a while before sending the twins off to see their friends and I joined the 15 year olds, I'm one of the taller boys in my age group and that usually means I stand out like a sore thumb. I looked around the early comers in the girls section, there was a 17 year old who also stood out, but not like how I do, she stood out because she was beautiful, her purple dress made the surrounding around her look dull and grey and the light of the world emanated from her. I'll stop there, I'm beginning to sound like a somebody.

The square soon began to fill and before long she was hidden from me and the world returned to the dull colours from before.

Rayvinn's POV

The square soon began to fill and it wasn't long before my stepmother turned up in my mothers' green dress. I was going to kill her after the reapings were over, I don't care if the peacekeepers kill me, at least I will be with, my mother again, my sweet caring mother.

"Rayvinn Ebony Hunter-Chipper" I span around, they'd just called my name out, my god damn unlucky name. Well at least death was virtually guaranteed.

I waited looking around the girls for a volunteer no-one, only my stepmother was smiling, well sneering to be truthful.

I waited for the boys to be called

"BINGHAM GATES"

A tall boy began trudging up to the stage he looked desolate, like all life had left him; well at least I wasn't alone in the arena of death.

Binghams POV

My brothers came and my parents came, dad gave me a microchip that had been adapted to hang on a chain, he didn't tell me what was on it just that if he needed help, it would be there. They left quickly muttering away to themselves leaving me and myself alone. I waited for anymore visitors and it wasn't until I was about to give up hope did I get one.

"Look after her."

"WHA?" I span round to find Giliian Serio Monasque Rio at the door of the room.

"Look after Rayvinn, If you don't, I'll personally make sure you die a horrible death."

"Fine, I wasn't planning on coming out alive anyway."

He nodded stared at me for a while as if he could see into my soul and tell if I was lying I stared back.

Rayvinn's POV

"Oh Rayvinn, We'll miss you won't we Olga?"

"Of course we will and her beautiful singing and harp playing why life won't be the same without you" with that my stepmother leant forward and whispered into my ear "Oh no life will be so much better." I could tell she was sneering and then she straightened up and left with my father and sister following like puppy dogs.

When Gillan entered I felt like murder, he calmed me down and told me he'd be supporting me all the way and he'd be waiting for me to get back. I cried of course, who wouldn't when all you've ever loved in life is taken from you in a few hours.

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