Here is chapter 7 everyone! The District Six reapings! Please enjoy and please review!


Kring Dynmas (16), District 6 POV

I walked quietly to myself on the abandoned railroad track. The tracks had gone brown from all the rust and dirt, and some of the beams had broken off. I looked around my surroundings at the lush green trees all around me, and I smiled to myself a little. I always loved walking down this path, it always seemed to clear my thoughts. I could hear some birds singing somewhere, and I let the sunshine warm my pale skin.

This path eventually led back to the abandoned railyard, which my father had bought about seven years ago. My father David had lost his old job fixing trains for the Capitol because one day there was an accident, and he was blamed for it. They took our house, and so my father begged the Capitol to buy the railyard. The capitol finally gave in and let us keep the abandoned lot.

The railyard was nothing except for old broken down trains, cargo crates, high metal fences, a control tower, a little wooden house, and even a steam engine that my father was currently working on. I liked to help him with it sometimes, but he wanted to do most of it hiself. I pretty much spent the rest of my time either in school, in the railyard, or looking for food for my father and I.

I used to have a mother named Lonsa, but she just disappeared around the time my father lost his job. She was very sweet and loving, but she seemed different when my father lost his job. About a month later she just vanished without a trace. I honestly think she just ran away because she couldn't take the pressure of raising a child when she couldn't do anything about it.

I continued walking down the tracks, and I turned a corner to see the railyard about a a hundred yards away. I usually walked the tracks for a longer time, but since today was reaping day I had to come back a little early. It was still seven in the morning, but I liked to be early for things. I was a downright mess when it came to being on time. I always hated myself whenever I was late for something, and I always felt the need to be early.

I finally entered the railyard and I saw my father up in the control tower. He seemed to notice me, and he waved through the dirty glass windows. I waved back at him, and then I made my way back to our little cabin. I entered the front door and I looked around the single room. We had a very old stove, a metal sink, a small fridge, a small round wooden table with two chairs, a small bed, and a toilet that stood out in the open. You could say that it sucked living this poorly, but what could I do about it?

I walked over to the sink and turned on the water. Water flowed out of the tap slowly, and I washed my hands under the cold refreshing water. We didn't have any warm water, which meant the winters here were utterly horrifying. I had almost frozen to death one year, but my father had found a way to keep me alive by embracing me constantly next to a campfire we had continuously burning.

I finished washing my hands and I walked over to the single mirror we had in the small cabin. I looked at my reflection, even though it was hard to see from all the dust and cracks in the mirror. I had light blue-silver eyes, and my hair was dyed a grey color. I dyed my hair about two years ago since I didn't want to look like all the other kids. I wanted to be different than all of them. I was also very skinny since I was always practically starving.

I walked away from the mirror and I changed into my reaping outfit quite fast. We didn't have a car, so my father and I were forced to walk two hours to the reaping. I put on a simple white dress shirt, and a faded yellow tie. I then changed into some long light brown ripped khaki pants. Parts of my skin showed on my legs, but this was the only thing I owned that could be considered somewhat nice looking.

I walked outside the cabin to find my father climbing down the ladder that led up to the control tower. I eagerly awaited him to climb down, and when he did I hugged him tightly. We let go of each other, and then we started walking to the town square. The best walks I took were the ones I took with my dad, even though the thought that this might be my last walk with him ever was echoing inside my mind.


Lava Avisto (18), District 6 POV

I cautiously hid behind a tall pine tree as I watched two people walk down the small dirt path. My grey eyes watched the two males walk hand-in-hand as they slowly walked through the woods. I knew who they were even though I didn't know their names. They were father and son, and they were the ones I always saw around these woods. I had followed them one day to find out that they lived in an abandoned railyard. They lived just liked I did; all alone and poor. At least they had a place to live and each other. I had no family, and I didn't have a place that I could call home.

The two of them finally vanished from sight, and I slowly walked out into the open. I looked around the area again, but I seemed to be the only one around. I sighed and then I sat down on the filthy dirt road. I took my orange backpack off my back, and I sat it in my lap. I unzipped my backpack and I started rummaging through the insides of it. I pulled out everything I had, and I sighed in frustration. I only had an apple and half a water bottle left. I needed more food and water.

I quckly stuffed all my supplies back into my orange torn backback, and I zipped it back up. I flung it around my shoulders again, and I stood back up to my feet. I looked backwards towards the way the two males had come from. Their railyard was back that way, and I had to wonder if they had food and water. I bet they did, but was it worth stealing from someone who was almost as poor as I was?

I walked down the path for about five minutes before I came to a stop. The woods seemed to divide, and in front of me were three different paths. One of the paths was on my left, and I knew it led deeper into the woods. The path on my right led to the border of the District, and there were always peacekeepers guarding the electrical fence. The path going straight led to the abandoned railyard where those two males lived.

I kept looking back and forth between the three paths, and I had to think where I should go. If I went left I would go deeper into the woods, but my chances of surviving would be very slim. If I went right I could maybe find a way out of the District, but I would risk being caught by the peacekeepers. If I went straight I would find myself at the railyard, and maybe find some food and water to last me a couple more weeks.

I thought about it for a second, and I then looked backwards towards the way I had come. This path led back into the heart of the District. This path led to the town square, and today it led to the reapings. I had heard some people about a week ago talk about how the reapings were today. I knew it was my last reaping, and still the chances of me getting reaped were slim. I had always gone to my reapings, but that was only to have the Capitol stay off my back.

I instantly turned around at the path in front of me. After this reaping I would be free. I would just disappear. I would never be found on any radar anymore. I sighed again as I looked over my shoulder at the other paths. I turned my head again and I started walking down the path that led to the town square. I needed to go even if I didn't want to.

I walked down the small dirt road, and I thought of my parents. It had been six years since I had last seen them, and I wanted to see them again so bad. I couldn't see them though since they were both dead. They were murdered during the night, and that accident left me living in an orphanage. I honestly hated the orphanage when I lived there, and so one day I had broken out and ran away into the woods. I had lived by myself ever since, and I have had many struggles throughout the years.

I let a single tear wash down my cheek before wiping it off. I sniffled a little, but I refrained myself from crying. I needed to be strong, and I couldn't let myself break down. I looked up at the green woods, and I smiled because the scenery was beautiful. I wouldn't mind living here forever, but I didn't know how long I would survive. I closed my eyes as I felt the wind blow through my long red hair that I had into pigtails. I opened my grey eyes again, and I smiled slightly.

I continued to walk down the path for about thirty minutes, and then I noticed the two males again in the distance. I guess they weren't that fast of walkers. I didn't mind if they saw me, and so I just walked passed them once I had caught up to them. I looked back to see them looking at me with interest, but all I did was turn back around and kept on walking.


Ethan Cage (17), District 6 POV

I slowly walked down the wooden stairs that led down to the kitchen. I got to the bottom and then I turned the corner to see my mother Annabelle cooking breakfast. I frowned a little bit knowing that she didn't know yet. I could smell the heavenly aroma of bacon, and I saw two glasses of orange juice sitting on the wooden table. I sighed loudly and my mother seemed to hear me since she turned around.

"Good morning Ethan." my mother greeted me as I let her kiss me on the cheek.

"Good morning mom." I said silently.

"How are you doing this morning?" she asked.

"Alright mom." I say.

"That's good to hear." she said. "Now why don't you sit down and I'll serve you up some bacon and eggs."

"Umm." I say silently. "Actually Tina invited me over to have breakfast with her and Brody."

My mom seemed to flinch at the mention of Brody's name. She seemed like she was in a trance or something for a moment, but she soon snapped out of it and looked back at me. "But Ethan." she said. "I made this breakfast for us."

"I know mom." I say. "And I'm thankful, but I already promised them yesterday that I would go over before the reapings."

My mother sighed deeply before responding. "Okay." she said. "Just come straight home after the reapings. I was hoping we could spend the day together."

"Okay." I said as I kissed her on the cheek. "I'll see you soon mom."

We smiled at each other one last time, and then I walked out the front door. I glanced around the neighborhood, and some people were making their ways to the reapings already. I then looked at the house directly in front of me and started walking towards it. My older brother Brody had married our neighbor Tina about three years ago, and now they lived together in her parents old house. My mother didn't approve of Tina, and so my brother sort of just sort of stopped talking to her. I was like the thin string holding them all together. If something happened to me then everything would just break apart and worsen between them.

I made my way to the front door and I knocked loudly. I waited a couple of seconds before Brody answered the door and smiled at me. I smiled back at him and we embraced each other for a while before letting go. Brody was eight years older than me, but we still looked the same. We both had dark brown locks, but his was curly unlike mine. We both had eyes the color of the sky, and our noses were also alike in both shape and size. The only difference was that he was older and actually a little shorter than me.

"Hey Ethan." Brody answered. "How have you been holding up?"

"Okay." I responded. "Mother seemed a little mad this morning when I told her I was coming over, but she'll get over it."

"Oh." Brody answered back a little annoyed. He didn't like talking about mom since they two of them were on such bad terms. "Anyways, come on in and have some breakfast."

"Thanks Brody." I said as I walked inside. We entered the kitchen to see Tina cooking the same thing that my mom had been preparing. Tina smiled at me and hugged me when I came in, and then we sat down at the table. We ate mostly in silence, but we casually talked about normal things that anyone would talk about. We finished eating breakfast and we all stood up from the table.

"Oh it looks like we should go to the town square now." Tina suddenly said. "We're going to be late if we don't go now."

"I'm gonna go on ahead." I suddenly said. "I'm meeting Naomi just outside her house, so I'll see you guys later, okay?"

"Sounds good Bro." Brody answered. I hugged both of them again before running out the front door. I kept running towards Naomi's house, and I noticed some older kids picking on a thirteen year old kid. I wanted to help the kid, but I was too late to do anything about it. I always thought the male species were like filthy pigs. They were always killing, hurting, and lying to others. The only other males I actually could stand were my brother Brody and my cousin Atalon.

I finally made it to Naomi's house to see her with her arms folded and an angry expression layered across her dirty face. Naomi was the only friend I had, and I didn't really care. Naomi was sort of a tom boy, but I liked that about her. I noticed the heavy amount of jewlery on her hands and arms, and I smiled a little once I finally stopped in front of her.

"You're late Ethan." she said as she playfully punched me on the shoulder.

"Whatever." I say. "Let's just go now. Let's get this thing over with."


Josephine Parker (17), District 6 POV

I opened the big marble door, and I stepped outside into the fresh air. I looked around at the town square, and I slightly frowned to myself. The reaping was about to start, and I felt a little sick at the thought of being reaped. I looked at all the cameras, and at all the peacekeepers. I sighed to myself before walking down the big cement steps in my nude heels.

My father was the mayor of District six so I lived a pretty wealthy lifestyle. My father was one of the best fathers someone could ask for, and all he wanted for my little brother Pierce and I was for us to be happy. My mother Susanna on the other hand was quite different. She still loved us, but she was always strict when it came to academics and stuff like that. She had hired private tutors for me, and I was actually pleased with them. I was home schooled, but I still thought I was one of the brightest kids in the District.

I signed in, and then I took my place in the seventeen year old section. I played with my curly brown hair for a moment as I waited for our escort to come trampling onto the stage. I closed my eyes for a moment and thought about dancing. Dancing was my passion, and I had been in ballet for over ten years now. Whenever I wasn't studying I was always dancing. I quite enjoyed the feeling of achieving even though my mother thought she was forcing it upon me.

I opened my stormy grey eyes once I realized that the escort had finally made his way to the stage. He was new this year, and he looked very scary. He was wearing a top hat, a tuxedo, and a cane. The thing that frightened me the most though was his curly mustache. He greeted everyone and then proceeded to show the introductional video that talked about the dark days and the Hunger Games.

The introductional video soon ended, and the escort said a few more things before he walked over to the glass bowl on the girl's side of the stage. I held my breath as he picked up the first slip of paper. He took his time unfolding it, and he coughed before reading out the name. "Josephine Parker!" he yelled out loud.

My breath seemed to have escaped my mouth all at once as I suddenly gasped in shock. He just called my name. I felt my heart beat loudly as I started making my way to the stage. I started to cry a little, but I needed to look strong for the cameras. I noticed my father Don standing instead of sitting as he watched me stroll onto the stage.

I waved at the crowd and smiled before taking my place near the back of the stage. I looked to my right to see my father looking at me with concern. I noded at him and smiled brighter even though I was screaming on the inside. I turned my attention back to the escort as he read out the second name. "Lava Avisto!" he yelled out.

I watched as an eighteen year old girl with red pigtails walk up onto stage. She had a tathered grey jacket on, and an orange backpack on her back. She had dark green pants and she had dirt all over her face. She didn't look too rich. She was probably one of the poorer people in the District. She took her spot next to me and I could see determination in her eyes, but I could see right through her. She was just as scared as I was.

The escort then strolled over to the boy's side of the stage, and then he stopped once he looked down into the glass bowl. He laughed at himself for a moment for some reason, and then he finally dived into the bowl with his white glove. He picked another piece of paper and unfolded it slowly once again. "Kring Dynmas!" he called out.

I watched a sixteen year old with grey hair come strolling up to the stage. I had seen him before, but I couldn't place where. He had a white dress shirt with some long ripped brown pants on. He looked utterly horrified, and I could hear some guy yelling loudly in the back of the crowd.

The kid came and stood by us, and then the escort pulled out another name from the glass bowl. He unfolded the paper and read the name out loudly. "Ethan Cage!" he called out loudly. A boy with dark brown locks crawled his way out from the crowd, and he walked up onto the stage looking upset and frightened. I then looked to the left to see a girl trying to get to him, but the peacekeepers kept her where she stood. She looked like she was this boy's best friend or something. She started swearing out loudly until the peacekeepers had to force her away.

The escort then read out all of our names again, and he seemed quite impressed with himself. He kept muttering something about his first year being good so far. We all shook hands with each other before we were led into the Justice Building. I looked behind me to see my father following close behind me. He put his hand on my shoulder and smiled weakly. I smiled back at him, and then turned around again as I walked into a single room. The peacekeepers shut the door and I was then left all alone with nothing but the sound of silence.


End of Chapter 7

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