District 1: Kiss with a Fist

Kiss with a Fist by Florence + The Machine

You hit me once

I hit you back

You gave a kick

I gave a slap

You smashed a plate

Over my head

Then I set fire to our bed…

Disclaimer: I don't own The Hunger Games

Night before the Reaping

Koda Morris (16) POV

BOOM

Running towards the factory where my parents work, my short legs stumbling as I rush to see if my parents were safe. I see that other families were already here. They hugged and cried with their loved ones, glad that they survived. I wondered around the rubble of the remaining factory, looking for my parents. My parent's boss then approached me, and squatted down to my level.

"Excuse me sir, do you know where my parents are," I ask scared for his answer.

"Yes, I'm sorry but your parents died in the accident."

He then got up and left to deliver the terrible news to the next victim's family. I stood there on that dark April afternoon, letting precious tears cloud my vision and begin to walk home. I wasn't sure where I would go or what would happen to me, but the only thing I was sure about in this moment, was that I was alone.

I stand alone in my foster parent's grand kitchen. I was adopted by a rich couple, Mr. and Mrs. Morris when I was 12 years old. I was raised properly; you know polite, quiet, that type of thing. They think I'm well mannered and considerate, but the truth is I'm not. A couple years ago, I started to hang out with some guys who really influenced me. I started drinking excessively, and smoking, also hosting and going to wild parties while my parents left to attend extravagant parties in the Capitol, I've been a couple times, but I now decide to stay home when they invite me to go with them. My sister, Saphene then walks in with a wide smirk on her face.

"You know, Mom and Dad are going to the Mayor's tonight, right? They won't have time to go home, but they're going straight to the reaping afterwards." She says happily.

"Why don't we host a party. You know to celebrate possibly our last day here in the District," I say.

"Okay, as long as I'm invited," she says with a bright smile.

"Fine."

I pick up the phone and call Reven. He's really cool and this night is about him. He is going to graduate from the Academy by volunteering this year, and we will all cheer him on. I plan on graduating in 2 years when I'm 18 so I have plenty of time left to party and enjoy life. Suddenly I hear his voice on the other line.

"Party at my place," I yell hanging up and getting the beer and wine ready for a great night.

Rosemarie "Rose" Thomas (16) POV

Putting up my short red hair in a ponytail, I begin to train one last time before the reaping. Using my most prized dagger I begin my mission to destroy the 10 dummies presented in front of me. Slashing through vital parts of their bodies, I finish under 2 minutes, and all that's left of them is their white stuffing that is strewn across the large Training Room. Placing my dagger in my secret compartment in my jeans, I dart my grey eyes to the clock. My name is Rose, and this is my year to win.

For starters, many people here in District 1 don't like me. Being the daughter of the mayor and a peacekeeper doesn't really give me a good reputation around here. I'm often overlooked and this makes me full of anger. I will show the citizens of District 1, what I'm capable of and show them I'm a fierce contender ready to fight in the Games. I plan to volunteer this year and I will let nothing get in the way of winning.

Dashing into the Training Room is no other than my best friend, Theodore. He has black hair and hazel eyes which shine brightly through his black framed glasses. He is the only one who sees me as a real person, and not just the mayor's daughter. Plus, he puts up with my attitude, which takes a lot to do, even my parents can barely handle it, but Theo is different and I am forever grateful for him.

"Hey Rose, I need a wing woman for this party tonight. Care to join me?", he says quickly.

"Okay, but I'm not staying for long."

As we walk in the house, I notice a lot of people here, I'm not much of a party person so Theo better get going with this because I seriously need to prepare tomorrow. The house is quite large and finely decorated. Seeing many wine bottles and beer gives me an uneasy feeling already. I venture further in the house leaving Theo to flirt when I spot a boy with black hair and hazel eyes start to clumsily walk towards me. He is obviously drunk, his clothes disheveled and wrinkled.

"Hello, I'm Kodddda Morrisss," he slurs leaving me with a whiff of stale beer.

"And I'm not your type," I snap at him turning around to leave.

He grabs my shoulder almost forcibly and his strength almost makes me fall back. Anger bubbles up in me, as I pull out my dagger and point it right in front of his face. His face very comical then turns very shocked and fearful as I dance the blade close to his face.

"Touch me again and you'll never be able to have kids."

Finding my way out of the house, I find Theo flirting with a petite blonde. They seem to have a nice conversation and it seems that they both like each other. He then suddenly laughs, which echoes throughout the small neighborhood. As much as I would like to see him have a good time, I need to get home and forget the encounter with Koda ever happened. Grabbing Theo by the collar of his shirt I start to drag him away from the confused blonde and towards my home only a couple of blocks away.

"Rose! I wasn't ready to leave yet, I didn't even get her number…., "he whines almost like a small child.

"I know Theo; I need to get ready for tomorrow."

Day of Reaping

Koda Morris POV

I wake up the next morning, with a pounding head and a big mess. Glancing around the different rooms of the house I find toilet paper thrown around cabinets and tables, a few people still here passed out on the couches, empty and broken beer bottles crushed covering the expensive tile floors of the house. Talk about one crazy night. A girl I was trying to flirt with nearly tried to kill me and even threatened me. I was just trying to have a little fun and flirt, but look where that got me. Throwing up in an empty waste basket I glance at the clock. Crap. I only had 20 minutes before the reaping started.

I rushed to my room and pulled at a dark polo shirt and my favorite khakis. I spray some cologne to try and mask the stench of alcohol that still lingers on me. I look back at the messy house and think that I would have time to clean it up before my parents get home, but using my awesome skills of persuasion after the reaping will get rid of them for at least an hour. And with that I rush out of the house.

As I walk to the reaping, I can hear the town square fill with people and the usual excitement for the Games. Almost to my seat, I spot Reven running towards me. He looks very worried and definitely not prepared to volunteer.

"Dude, I can't volunteer this year, please take my spot. I thought I would be ready, but I'm not."

I know this is crazy and rash but I say yes. He was there for me and helped me appreciate life more. I stick out my hand agreeing fully, he quickly thanks me and rushes to the row behind where I would be sitting. I sit and patiently wait as the reaping begins. The mayor goes up and begins the long and boring speech no one really listens to. Dazing off, I hear the female tribute's name I will be partnering with.

"Anna Gracen." The escort squeals loudly into the microphone.

Suddenly the girl who threatened me quickly shoves the Anna girl aside and runs besides the escort. Her short red hair radiates from the sun's rays and her hooded grey eyes shine with excitement.

"My name is Rose Thomas, and I will be the victor of the 99th Annual Hunger Games."

Well just my luck. This girl seemed vicious enough last night, just imagine in the Games. Just as the male escort begins to move towards the reaping bowl, I shoot my hand up and quickly made my way to the stage, smirking and acting confident.

"I volunteer, I'm Koda Morris."

I look into the crowd to see Reven looking away from the stage. Not even acknowledging me. I was furious. I just volunteered for him and now I don't get one ounce of respect. I stand angrily and wait for the escort to announce our names.

Rose Thomas POV

"Rose Thomas and Koda Morris, your volunteer tributes for the 99th Annual Hunger Games!"

As I turn towards Koda to shake his hand, he smirks at me and puts on a flirtatious smile trying to act charming on camera, this boy now has really gotten on my nerves.

"Still playing hard to get, sweetheart?"

And with that, in front of all of District 1 and Panem, I punch him straight in the nose sending him flying backwards. My parents both on stage both give me horrified looks, but I ignore them.

No one messes with me.

A/N: Hey Guys These tributes were so much fun writing about! Anyway, I hope you liked them Please review what you think of them.

Love Always, Domi