Ok. Here is D3. I hope I got the character right...

P.S. And yeah, I don't own The Hunger Games. Are we supposed to say this all the time?

District Three Reaping Part One

Ivena Ven POV

"Wire, where are you?" I'm the woods, trying to find my brother. He told me he was gonna look for some strawberries ten minutes ago and now we have to get back before anybody notices.

I kept walking. "Wire, where are you?" I whisper.

"Here." A faint voice answers me. I rushed to the voice and find Wire with a whole bucket of straawberries. His mouth is smeared with red.

I groaned. "Can't you wait until we get home?" That's my brother, the one who never stops stuffing his face with food.

He grinned at me. "Nope. I was hungry."

"Well, too bad," I told him. "We have to get back home right now."

Wire sighed. "Fine. Don't wanna end up like Aunt Ess, do we?"

I rolled my eyes. Our Aunt Ess was killed last year because they caught her hunting in the woods. The Peacekeepers try to keep tabs on us, but we are pretty good liars.

"Come on Wire." I dragged my brother with me.

"Annoying sister," he muttered to himself.

Before we got to the fence, we checked to see if there was anybody, then we went under the fence, where there was this hidden hole. As we walked home, I was thinking about this year's Hunger Games. It's the Quarter Quell, so it's supposed to be special or something. There are three rounds of reapings, with one taking place in the Capitol. i sighed. This is going to be the worst Hunger Games ever.

When we got home, my 7-year-old sister, Vena, greeted us with hugs and kisses. Then she spoke in a soft voice. "Mommy go crazy again. She was talking about Aunt Ess."

I sighed and ruffled my sister's black hair. "It's ok. I'll take care of Mommy and Wire will make some breakfast for you, ok?"

She nodded, smiling. She and Wire both have an obession with food. "Ok." Then she grabbed Wire's hand and dragged him to the kitchen. "Strawberries! Strawberries!"

Wire laughed. "OK Ven, I'll get some strawberries for you." He gave me a concerned look and let my sister drag him away. After watching them leave, I took a deep breath and climbed upstairs. My father was in the bathroom brushing his hair. he heard me and turned. He smiled. "Good morning Ives." Ives was my father's nickname for me. "What'd you get for breakfast?"

"Strawberries and the bread from yesterday. I shot two rabbits and Wire caught some fish that we can have for dinner," I replied.

My father hugged me. "You are so wonderful sweetheart. I don't know what I would do without you and Wire." His smile faded away. He looked into his bedroom, where my mother was resting. "Your mother has been getting worse," he whispers. You see, my mother got ill after my aunt was killed. The healer told us it was because of grief. There's no cure.

I give my father a smile and said, "Don't worry Father. I'll take care of her now."

He kissed my forehead. "All right Ives. After caring for your mother, get dressed and come downstairs." He let go and rushed down the stairs.

I went into my parent's bedroom and went over to my mother.

I shook her gently. "Mom, mom, are you awake?"

She stared at me with unfocused eyes. "Who are you?"

I blinked back tears. She couldn't remember me. "I'm your daughter, Ivena."

She scratched her head. "My daughter? You're not my daughter. I don't have a daughter." She giggled. "Why, I'm not even married yet! But I have a lover. Kenth Ven. He's my lover. We're getting married next month..." My mother kept rambling on about the wedding. I was still upset she couldn't remember me so I just tried to give her some water and bread and got her to sleep again. I looked at my mother one last time and rushed out of the door.

I ran to my room, my hazel eyes brimming with tears. I wiped them away and looked at the clothes my father picked out for me. He let me wear one of my mother's old dresses:a dark blue dress. he also laid out a red rose pin of my mother's. I changed into the dress and went over to the cracked mirror and combed my jet black hair, then pining on the rose pin. I looked at myself in the mirror.

Perfect. I went downstairs and quickly gobbled down my breakfast of strawberries and bread, then raced out the door to meet my friends Long and Risa. I find them talking in my front yard.

They hear me come out. Risa smiles. "Hey Ivena!" She hugs me. I hug her back. Long comes over, grinning. "Nice dress. You don't usually wear dresses."

I give him a half-hearted glare. "Yeah, yeah. We need to get to our sections before some Peacekeeper drags us there."

Long rolled his eyes and smirks. "Whatever you say mother." I punch his arm and we walk to the square together. When we reached there, Risa and I said good-bye to Long and went to our roped-off section and we wait for the anthem play.

In a few minutes. the anthem started and our mayor took the stage and begins his long speech about Panem. I don't pay attention and exchange funny faces with Long. At last, our escort, Dainy Weatherbe came up to the stage and started beaming.

"Welcome to the 100th Hunger Games! I'm so excited to be here! Let's reap our female tribute, shall we?" She skips to the female bowl while the rest of District Three just watches, their faces filled with worry. It got me worried too. Please don't pick me or Risa or Long. Please...Dainy draws out a name.

"Ivena Ven."

I look at her, shocked. Was my name just reaped? I only had two slips of paper out of thousands! How could this be? I look at Risa. She's about to burst into tears. I silently walked up to the stage, aware that everyone's eyes were on me. As I got to the stage, I catch Long's eye. His face was unreadable but his eyes...his eyes were filled with more pain than Risa's. I see my little sister looking confused. I sighed and took a seat and I watched as Dainy made her way to the male reaping bowl for the next part of the reaping.

I'm sorry if Ivena's POV is the longest so far. It's because she's the only tribute in D3 so she has to explain everything. I will have Part Two out on Monday or Tuesday.