District 7 Reaping: Birch & Klysdale
Trees sway in the nice, cool, breeze. Willows, Pines and Maples are just some few trees that decorate the fields in District 7. The usual sight in District 7 is seeing the little children climbing those beautiful trees, having the times of their lives without a care in the world, but not today. For today is the day of District 7's Reaping. The children have no time to swing on the branches and climb the trunks of the trees, they are all to busy walking in there fanciest clothes to the see who shall be chosen for these games. Everybody files in and stands in there allotted squares, all the teenagers between 12 and 18 in square one and everyone else in the other 6 squares.
Standing on stage is Nadine, the escort for District 7. She looks fairly normal for a Capitol citizen. Her plain black hair pulled up in a bun and with a pink bow, and her makeup very light with only some dark pink eye shadow, red lipstick and mascara. Her outfit is fairly simple as well, just a pink skin-tight jump suit with frills at the waste, and black flats for shoes. She doesn't really seem happy, a painful look on her face that matches the look of the mentor. Her eyes staring into space, and her black hair falling down in front of her eyes, shielding her from the world and the people around her, shake by her victory a few years ago.
As the last few people take there places in square 6, Nadine stands up straight and begins to talk.
"Welcome everyone to the District 7 reaping," she says with a pained look on her face. "I know everyone here has been dreading this day, so let's all just get it over with, watch this film." She gestures to the giant screen and everybody watches as it plays out, telling everybody about he war and how it affected Panem in such a bad way. Everyone in District 7 knows about the war, for most of their ancestors played a key role in the war, blending in with the trees and sneak attacking the Capitol with weapons and bombs.
The film finishes with its last line and Nadine begins to speak again.
"Now for the time we all have been dreading the most, and I want to apologize in advance for the two of you that I choose," she says. She slides her hand into the bowl of girls names. She quickly grabs a slip and opens the flaps on the sides, she takes a deep breath before saying, "Klysdale Naoma."
A tall girl with ashen coloured hair and slightly tanned skin emerges from the crowd, looking confused. As she approaches the stage her amber coloured eyes sparkle in the sunlight, she stands beside Nadine. As Nadine passes Klysdale to choose the boys slip she whispers an apology to her.
Nadine pulls a slip from the boys bowl and reads in a sad voice, "Birch Panin." A small boy with straight brow hair walks out of the crowd, worried look on his face, as it should be. His pale skin turning red in fear, as he gets up closer a few freckles decorate his face.
"Do we have any Volunteers?" Nadine asks. Everybody in the crowd looks around, anticipating to see someone take the two tributes places, but no one does.
"Well then I guess we should give a hand to," Nadine pauses for a moment. "Klysdale Naoma and Birch Panin."