District two Reaping Sorry if its a bit long but I got a good Idea.
Tailor Stose-
"Tailor hurry and get up" my sister Alex called from down stairs " you're going to be late for the reaping." as I try to climb out of my small bed, I began to lose my balance and I fall. When I fall it had shaken the side table. A loud crash followed after the sound of the shaking. Glass scattered the floor. I look to see what it is that has fallen
"No,no,no,no,no please god no. Please don't be ruined" Tears started to muster in the corners of my eyes. My sister than came rushing in.
"Tailor what happened I heard-" she looked down to see what was broken. She saw me holding the ripped photo of our parents in my hands with tears meandering down my face."tailor, what did you do
"My god, how could you do this, It's they're killed them all over again," she kept going without letting me explain"This was the only picture we had left." she began to walk away, before walking out she mumbled"Why did I even accept to take care of you."
The words hurt.I couldn't even breathe, if I tried, it turned into a weird raspy gasp. I started to run, out the front door and down the road. When I started to actually pay attention to were I was going, I was only about a few houses away from my best friends house. Avriall, but I call her Avri.I knocked on her house door with tears streaming down my cheeks. No one answered.
" Avri," I called out"Please open the door." the tear weren't as bad, but I was still door opened. Her younger sister Aria opened the door. Her short blond hair swayed in the breeze of the wind.
"Aria please go get your sister," I sobbed again. The door closed and I heard yelling and movement. then I the door opened. with a big smile in her face, Avri opened the door for me. As she looked at me with a confused glare, she noticed my expression, and knew exactly what happened. Here eyes wandered to the floor then back to my eyes.
"C'mon,' she said "We've got to get dressed and get to the reaping. It starts in 15 minutes."
We hurried up the stairs and curved into her room. It looks like havoc has taken over her room, because her clothes were spread all along the bed and the floor. We have the axact same size in clothes, thank god, so I pick up a long black tunic shirt, leggings, ang my regular shoes. When we check the clock, we noticed we are late. Avri and I went running until we couldn't run anymore. we finally made it their as the escort was about to pick the girls name. Avri pulls my hand and we walk over to the 12 year olds section. District two's escort Catorsa Rork, dark fusia hair, and lavender tinted skin, in a pink suit. What a descrase these capitol people can look like. She put her lavender hand into the jar and pulled out the name right in top.
"Alright,' she said in her funny capitol accent into the mike" The female tribute is going to be... Tailor Stose." no, how could it be me? I only have one strip in there. Why me? I walk up to the stairs and start to sobb. As I get in place the escort puts her arms around me
"Look at this tough girl, everyone's gonna have some real competition." Catorsa says with a large and fake grin on her face. I guess this is her way of trying to cheer me up. I push her hand off of me, and I her sobbing coming from the back. My sister.
Ares Hades-
When I finish my training. I head straight for home. With no one at the city right now, I get home by walking at a seemingly fast pace. When I approach my house, I head straight for my room.
"Hello Ares, how was training this morning?" my father ask as he walked in. I had just started getting ready for the reaping when he asks.
"Oh it was alright, I was just doing a training test for the games, you know I have to be ready for today." I explained to him. His eyes got a little more cheerful to hear me talk about what's happening today.
" Yes son. So you are sure you're going to volunteer this year? You know you can do it next year if you-" I won't let him continue. I slam my hands down on the chester draw in my room. Me being as strong as I am, I send it slamming hard against the wall. I slam the chester drawer's shut and turned slowly in a deep rage.
"No," I say with my teeth clenched together " I am doin this, It feels...right." my father backs out of my bedroom. OK, OK calm down, lower my anger, and breathe. I begin to calm myself enough to get on my best reaping clothes. I button up my most favorite shirt. It's a collered black shirt with a bit of red trimming, and I pull on my black trousers, and lace up my nice black shoes from the capitol. I reach over for my leather wrist band that my grandfather gave me, when I was 12, before he died.
My grandfather had won the 157th games, when he was 17. The leather wrist band he gave me was black and had red writting on it saying, Ares- the god of war. I slide the wrist band on my hand and walk out the front door. As I walk to the town square, people stare at me as if I was a monster. In my size I was. I'm 6'4, muscular, 17 year old, with a black shaved hair. I wouldn't say I look mean, but just intimidating.
When I arrive to the square the girl had already been chosen. The little twerp was blubbering on the stage. Please let someone put her out of her missury, yet no one does. The little twelve year old was chosen. Before our escort could pick a boy tribute, I raise my hand up, and shout "I Volunteer!"
The crowd of guys gave me odd looks as I make my way to the stage. I give a killer smile to the crowd and shake the hand of the other girl. She is so small compared to me. She is definatly not Career material. She has no real chance in these games. I am going to win.
Sorry for such a long wait. This week is my spring break, so i'm going to try and write as much as possible. Until next time...May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor.
