District 7:Erik Deveux 14

Yes! Do it. Show them what you can do. Show them who the sweet little Erik is. Hahahaha. Yeah right. You're evil and you know it. Come on. Go up there and strangle that man to death before he kills you. Hahaha. You don't have the guts do you Erik?

I wish he would shut the hell up. Its bad enough when I'm on my medication. How much is he going to torment me with no help from medication at all? How many others are going to show themselves in my head while I have to kill off the other tributes? He is going to drive me to insanity if I'm not there already. Don't even think about leaving me Erik...

Damn it... I can't even think about the future with him around. I am going to the games and it won't be the one to tear me apart. The other tributes won't have a chance to get to me before he does. It won't be the arena that kills me.

It's my own devices that will.

District 7: Casey Ellison 15

"Casey Ellison." They say it like its nothing. Like saying my name, sentencing me to an almost certain death, is nothing. But I walk up to the stage with my head held high anyway.

I take my place next to Erik who looks like he could rip my head off. But his attitude says other wise. He looks afraid of something and he keeps looking around like someone is going to come stab him in the back. He was always kind of strange, but I've never seen him like this. To be honest, I don't think he is mentally stable and by this point its concerning.

I pear into the crowd just like its just another day. Just another minuscule problem to deal with. I don't have the same fears as most tributes from 7 do. I actually have hope of coming home alive if only the slightest chance. Plus, I think sponsors will like me because I don't take anything from anybody and I'm not afraid to say it.

I think that I'll be able to come home again.

District 8: Jonah Marks 17

"I'll go!" I shout. I was planning on going all along. But now that the plan is in motion, it really sucks when you get down to it.

I make my way up passed Loyd who looks like he's in complete shock. I guess I'm doing something good and something selfish all at the same time. I need the winnings because there is no one left in my family left to help me, but I have to kill people to get the money which is selfish. But then again, I saved Loyd from going and I can tell he is thankful for that.

I stand on the stage alone and the emptiness really starts to take over. I am the last one in my family tree and if I don't win there will be no one else left to carry our genes. But if I die of starvation in the District it will be the same outcome. So I'd rather die quickly in the games or come home with money coming out my ears.

Just let God forgive my unintentional suicide attempt.

District 8: Tanily "Tana" Valban 15

I stand on the stage next to Jonah who looks to out of it to even consider here with me.

If I could speed this process up I would. I wouldn't even be here if it was up to me, but nothing is up to me. If only there was something in my life that was really up to me I would be so much happier.

Jonah towers over me like an ant and a skyscraper. But he doesn't scare me. He looks a little too nice to be a threat. Me on the other hand, I probably look like a threat. I'm short but I am strong and it shows. Though my face says otherwise. I just hope the factors of strong and cute factor out equally.

I really hope the odds are on my side in this huge game of chess.

District 9: Nathan Dyer 17

I strut up to the stage after my name is called with a sense of pride to be standing on the stage, but also a sense of fear that seams to be covered over smoothly by my shyness.

I can't help but feel that the cameras are piercing through me. I was never the center of attention and I can tell you I don't particularly like it now.

I flick my hair out my face and give a shy grin to the crowd. The lady who is doing the reaping gives a small speach and I pull my patch off and shove it in my pocket. They need to see whats under the covering. They need to see the real me before I go into the games and change into something I don't want to be.

I feel like a puppet on an intense network of strings leading straight to the heart of the Capitol.

District 9: Rosalyn Willow 15

I give one last look at Marclyn who looks absolutely in shock. Somehow I knew what he told me would be a bad luck charm. I am glad to know I am loved, but it is going to make it that much harder in the games knowing that.

I try to push him out of my mind and pay more attention to my current surroundings. Nathan huh? He is to sweet for something like this. But people change when their life is in danger. I guess I will too.

The reaping ends faster than I thought it would. Probably because I wasn't paying a bit of attention to what that woman was saying. No one ever really does. Its the same every year anyway. The same Districts win every year.

And I can tell you, very rarely is District 9 ever one of them.

Well, I was listening to Matchbox 20 while writing this part. Unwell(below in italics) is what inspired Erik's voices. Thanks Matchbox 20 love you! And thanks guys for the nice reviews. Be sure to right some more! :)

*All day, staring at the ceiling making friends with shadows on my wall. All night, hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep, because tomorrow might be good for something. Hold on, feeling like I'm heading for a break down, and I don't know why. *