HOLA! So, its been forever since I've updated. SORRY! I've had A LOT going on. Way too much. So, I'll try my best to be better about updating. So, please bear with me(: And, I'm doing this un-beta-ed, so the mistakes are probably everywhere. So, alliances/ enemies/ romances requests still going… And if it's left up to me, its probably not going to be pretty… Not blackmailing anyone or anything… AND! There will be a sponsor system, but just PM me what you want, and I'll decide if they can have it, based on previous reviews and such… Anyway, onto the story.

~Blue Raspberry

DISTRICT SEVEN REAPING- HOLLY WINTERBERRY's POV

Happy music spins around my brain, letting me slip into that blissful happiness. I skipped around, whistling through my teeth. I put on my reaping outfit, something I've had forever, a beautifully ratty white dress with many stains on it. So what? It has history. If someone doesn't like it, they can stick it in their juice box and suck it.

I wander down to breakfast, ignoring my roommate who happens to be sleeping outside our room. Her loss. Hahaha. I keep giggling on my way down, smiling at everyone I pass. I don't understand why they skitter away like I'm going to kill them… Kill them… Hmmm….. Naw, I'm happy right now.

As I enter the dining room of the Community Home I've been in since I was 10, I prance to the most crowded part of the table. I sit down, but the people scoot away. HOW RUDE. I start to sniff, not believing how rude people can be.

I decide to skip breakfast, considering how much I want to kill myself right now. As I'm about to walk through the door, outside to sweet freedom, a shrill voice stops me.

"Byeeeee Holly dear!" The old bat that runs the home shouts to me. I ignore her, as I always do. Who needs her? I see a bird fly by, and suddenly, I am happy again.

I continue my whistling as I walk through my district, inhaling that sweet scent of pine that lingers in the air. I wish I was out in the woods today. I love lumberjacking, being the incredibly deadly awesome person I am. NOT. I'm tiny. Most people disregard that. Screw them, I think with a smile.

I gather my shoulder length black hair into a ponytail as I walk. I catch my reflection in my charm bracelet axe, and see my sunken eyes in my heart-shaped face. I'm not very tall, only 5'0, but that doesn't bother me.

As I walk, I let my eyes wander, trying to take in every detail, as if I've been bidden to memorize it. Since I'm not exactly paying attention, I walk into something solid and warm, and look up. Mistake.

I see a couple, holding hands and looking as if they have not a care in the world. All of a sudden, I see my parents, Hazel and Cypress, standing before me instead of these strangers. THEY abandoned me. THEY ruined my dreams, I think. I start to feel myself becoming the violent and homicidal me, and don't try to stop it.

THEIR biggest mistake is smiling down at me.

"So sorry, didn't see you there!" The woman coos at me. Obviously, she is under the impression that I am younger than I actually am.

"I HATE YOU! YOU ABANDONED ME! STOP DOING THAT! DIE, STUPID HOMEWRECKERS DIE! I DON'T WANT YOU HERE! YOU RUIN EVERYTHING! HATE, HATE, HATE YOU!" I screech, leaping at her, my only intention to rip out those eyes that remind me so much of HER.

She appears alarmed as I attack her with a vengeance. The man is snapped out of his shock as I scrath his honey-bun, and the stupid man tries to pull me off her. I attack him then. Hahahaha. This is fun!

Finally, they succeed in ripping me off, send me a horrified look, and rush away. Screw them.

I skip away, once more happy as a clam. That is how the rest of my day continues until the reaping. Happy, sad, attempt to murder, happy, sad, attempt to murder, and so on. It's quite fun, and I consider my day to be quite interesting. Finally, its time for the Reaping and I head for the square.

I block out our boring mayor, and happy-go-lucky escort. Finally, her annoying voice breaks through my haze of happiness, as she calls out for the ladies to go first. I watch her skip to the glass ball, and pull out a slip of paper.

"Holly Winterberry!" is called.

Wait, what? I walk up, calm, and laugh inside at the astonished faces. I'm not THAT insane.

But, then I crack, as she walks towards the glass full of male names. I launch myself at that too perfect face, and as she is quite surprised by suddenly having 75 lbs. of Holly suddenly on top of her. I get in a good swipe, watching in satisfaction as my nails leave attractive red marks on her face.

"DIE, DIE, DIE! WHYYYYY MUST YOU BE SO STUPID! DIE!" I scream, enjoying the sound of my own voice screaming. Two Peacekeepers come at me. Big mistake.

They try to grab me, but I'm way too clever for their small brains. I do read, after all. One tries to grab my arms, but I bite his hand viciously. THEY MUST NOT TOUCH ME. That's what THEY used to do, as they tucked me into bed. The blood starts oozing out of the bite mark on his hand, and he looks at me with a new fear in his eyes. GOOD. Little munchkin like me does those kind of things if you're not careful.

I loose all sense of myself after that, letting the feral side of me take over. The next man comes at me, and I kick him between the legs, right where it hurts.

"TRY HAVING KIDS AFTER THAT! STICK THAT IN YOUR JUICE BOX AND SUCK IT AS YOU DIE! DIE!" I dance around in a war dance over my 3 victims, groaning on the floor. Unfortunately, I don't notice the next Peacekeeper sneak up on me. All I felt of his presence was the needle slipping into my arm. Oops.

I'm already feeling woozy, and all I can get out before I fall into unconsciousness is "I'm not a freak."

WELL! So, we didn't get to the male reaping of 7, so in the next District 7 chapter, I'll just continue from where Holly gets knocked out. I hope I got her craziness right… I wasn't really sure, SO review please? I live on reviews… Theoretically. Anyway, hope you liked it! Oh, and has no one figured out the artists for the last chapters? Hmmm? Anyway, thanks for reading! I love you all!

~Blue