District 4 Reapings
Percy
I looked around the dock, searching for my father. Where could he be?
"Percy! What are you doing down here?" a voice asked. I turned around to see my dad. There he was.
"Looking for you. It's almost time for the Reapings and I didn't want you to be late," I explained. My dad chuckled.
"Me? You're the one going into the Games. Well, you're here now. Let's go son." We walked up to the square, which wasn't far away from the docs. My mom and siblings met us up there. Mom gave me a hug.
"Good luck son, I know you'll do great," she said. I don't know how she kept it together. After all, I was volunteering today for the Games.
"See you in a few weeks," I said back. Then I left, so I didn't see the tears from my mom. She was so emotional. I took my spot in my section, then waited for the inevitable.
Dani
One last look in the mirror. I fixed my hair a bit to keep it from getting frizzy, then tried to smile at myself. It was more of a grimance. I never wanted to go into the Hunger Games, but when my sister won when I was ten, I've been training since. Not of my own will, of course. I hated violence.
"Dani! Come on! We'll be late for the reapings!" my dad yelled up the stairs. I sighed.
"Coming!" I went down the stairs, and when I was at the bottom, I felt hands around my neck.
"It's my locket," my sister said. "It gave me luck in the Games, and it will give some to you." I smiled.
"Thanks sis," I said. She didn't want me to go into the games. She knew how tough they were.
"Dani!" I rolled my eyes, and Lila laughed.
"Go," she said, and I went, but not without giving her a hug first. After I left, my dad looked at me.
"You'll do," he said, and it wasn't a complement. We walked to the square, and just in time. The reapings were starting.
"Welcome to the 54th Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor," Frumpa Loo said, her hair in a bright green pixie cut. Gosh, Capitol accents, fashion... almost everything were so weird.
"And the male tribute is... Giby Hart," Frumpa said. A skinny 17-year-old stepped out, and I waited for the Career tribute to volunteer.
"I volunteer!" Yep, there it was. A cute boy walked up from the 18 section, and I cursed under my breath. I told my dad I should wait, but he said I was ready. There was no way I was.
"Good, good. And the female tribute is... Delphi Young." A 16-year-old stepped out. Man, she looked like she could win the Games. But if I didn't volunteer, Dad would kill me if I didn't.
"I volunteer!" I mumbled, then yelled out when I realised no one heard me. I walked up, and saw the boy tribute snicker. I understood at what. A 13-year-old girl volunteering. Joy.
"Ladies and Gentelmen... the tributes of District 4!"
K, here is District 4. Tell me what you think, and if you want me to skip the rest of the Reapings. I know one person wants to, but I want at least 6 people to say yes.
