It is going to be hard writing twenty for different povs for the reapings so give me a break.

Stephen Richard D4 17

I hated the Reapings. Every year it's the same. Someone get's reaped and goes to the arena and dies. I pretended that I didn't care and said to people that trained all the time because if I did get reaped then I would be prepared. The truth was I didn't know. I trained because I wanted to win but I was worried about my family. Years ago my mum died and my dad had never recovered. He just worked ate and drank himself to sleep. But it wasn't him I was worried about it was my nine year old sister Lena.

She couldn't fend for herself and my dad couldn't look after. I decided to do what I always do when I want to take my mind off things. I go catch fish. Not many people work on Reaping days but that's the best time to work because then you get all the fish for yourself.

When I got to the harbour I saw that my friend Jacob already had his boat ready. I called out to him and he turned around

'Stephen come one help me come and me catch some fish and we can split the profits fifty, fifty when we sell them down the market later.'

'Not unless one of use is at the Capitol.' I joked.

'Yeah I bet who ever goes there is going to eating the fish that we catch.'

I got onboard the boat and grabbed a net while Jacob readied the trident. It seemed like we were only on the boat for a few minutes but I noticed that the reapings would start in less than an hour. If we didn't move we might be classed as attempting to miss it.

I told Jacob the problem and he looked grim. 'Well mate we're in some trouble as I wasn't looking were I was steering the boat and to put it short we might be stuck.'

'What!' I yelled. 'If we don't get there on time then we will be shot!' I cursed under my breath.

'Don't worry I have a planned.' When he says that it usually worries me. 'I'll get the catch and we'll swim to shore. We can just come back later on and toe the boat back to the harbour.'

Even though it was an insane idea we did manage to get to shore and even had time to dry our clothes off.

We had made a pretty good catch that day and decided to hide them at Jacob's house until the market opened.

As we carried the fish up the road I said to Jacob. 'Where is Sam?'

'I'm right here.' Said a voice behind me. We were both so shocked that I tripped over and Jacob dropped the fish.

I turned around and saw Sam right behind me.

'How long have you been behind us?' I asked, as Jacob began to pick up the fish.

'Not that long. Although I was sure that you saw me before.'

'Sam you made me drop the fish.' Jacob complained. 'I'll never get as good as a price for them now.'

'Oh stop moaning, you can wash them later. And don't call me Sam, its Samantha.'

'You let Stephen call you Sam, why's that?' He added with a smirk.

Sam blushed a bit and glared at him. 'If you don't be quiet then I am going to take one of your tridents and shove it up your backside. Do you understand?' Isn't my girlfriend charming?

He nodded, obviously scarred.

'Hey I think the Reapings are going to start soon so we'd better get going.' I said 'Jacob stash the fish in your house and catch up with us later.'

'Okay I understand you two want some alone time. Don't worry I won't intrude you I can see when I'm not wanted.' He started laughing and got a kick in the backside from Sam for his jokes. He ran away from her so fast that I'm sure he left a trail of fire in his place.

'I hate him I really do.' She glared at him angrily as he went.

'Oh he's not that bad just a bit stupid. Who do you think will get reaped this year?'

'I bet it will be me this time. The next time you see me will be TV, murdering people.' Even though she was joking about it I couldn't help but worrying. What if her or Jacob that got reaped and sent to the Games? What if I went to the Capitol?

I pondered on these thoughts as I went down the square. Many people were trying to sell fish to the Peacekeepers but they just ignored them. District 4 took the reapings as an opportunity to advertise the anything they wanted to sell. Which is usually fish.

This is another way that I can gain money because of the reapings. When the other sellers run out of stock, we can sell a truck load.

I wait anxiously, wondering who will be chosen. Then I turn to my left and Jacob is standing there, having crept up on me without making a sound. I jump back and pee myself a little.

'Are you and Sam trying to give me a heart attack?'

'Damn you caught us.' He said grinning.

The mentors for the District took their seats. Frazier Kin had won the 80th Hunger Games by manipulating the mutated shark Mutts, from his experience in the ocean. The stunt had cost him his entire family. The other victor and mentor for District 4 was Missy James. She had stuck with the Careers and was eventually the only one left.

We watch as someone takes to the stage. The tension in the crowd is high as she reaches into the boys reaping pool and pulls out a name.

'Stephen Richard.' She called.

For a couple of seconds I was stunned. Slowly I walked up to the stage. I just couldn't believe that I was chosen. Now one volunteered because they knew how hard I had worked for it. In a way I wished they would, which is kind of ironic. In the crowd I saw Jacob consoling Sam. I just hope that I managed to see her again. I would try to win the Games whatever it took.

Mallony Evans D4 16

(A/N I am really sorry that this pov is short but I didn't have a lot of inspiration and I'm lazy)

Jane and I made our way to the Reapings. She really wanted to get picked but I couldn't understand it. It was almost certain death. Despite my warning Jane had used the tessera as many times as she was aloud. I had made a pact with her that if I was chosen this year I would still let Jane volunteer in my place.

To be honest I had secretly planned to take her place. It wasn't out of the fact that I wanted to win, it was that I didn't want her to die.

But I had promised and my promises mean a lot. The first person to be called reaped was Stephen Richard. I knew him briefly from school; he was in the year above me. No one volunteered in his place, because they knew how hard he had worked for it.

'Well this is excellent.' The escort said. 'Shall we get on with the girl reapings?' I got all tense as I do every year. The escort pulled out a name and said. 'Jane Adlar.'

I stood frozen, as my best friend made her way to the stage. She looked confident but I knew that she couldn't really win this.

In a heat of the moment decision I shouted: 'I volunteer! I volunteer as Tribute!' everyone turns around to look at me. Jane is stunned and angrily saying something to me that I hope the Capitol will edit out for the younger viewers.

'Excellent.' The escort says. 'And now we have our two Tributes for District 4 we can proceed to the Justice building for friends and family visits. And then to the Capitol.'

I hate them all. Sickening, little b*****s. I will show them. I will win the Games.

Jane came and visited me first. She was very angry but I finally managed to convince her that I was trying to save her. She gave me a pearl bracelet with the name of the District on it and wished me luck. By the time she left I was near crying. The guards came and they took me to the train.

I know that this chapter is short but let's face it we just want to get to the action. And I want to get this out of the way and start my real novel.

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