We leave the beautiful, wooded, District 7 and head to District 8 for their reaping. May the odds be ever in your favor.
District 8 Reaping
Madeline Harbor's POV
I brushed through my auburn locks.
… 98, 99, 1oo. Perfect.
My glossy hair shone under the lights in my room. I looked at myself in the mirror. My blue eyes were round and shining and my pale skin was radiant. I looked good and I knew it. My best friend Lily sighed from where she sat on my bed.
"I wish I was as pretty as you."
"Lily, you are pretty too, people are just pretty in different ways." I reassured her. I stood up, smoothed my short green dress. It was an emerald green that really made my hair pop. If I know anything, its clothes, so I knew that I looked amazing.
My brother pounded on the door, "Maddie, Lily, we need to leave soon."
I groaned; Ty, my brother, was a year my senior and he acted like he was in charge but because it's his last available year to be reaped, I'll forgive him.
Lily grabbed her white bag off my bed. She was wearing a light blue dress that made her grey eyes look bluer and her skin glowed. She walked over to the door to my room and opened it. I breezed through the open door and Lily followed me. I walked down the stairs and picked up my black flats.
I walked to the Justice Building, arm in arm with Lily, giggling the whole way. Ty rolled his eyes but I didn't care, today we got out of school to come to the hour long reaping then we get to do whatever we want to do for the rest of the day.
Our Escort finally breezed onto the stage. Nelly Finke was an elegant woman; her hair was so light that it was white, her eyes were a deep, dark blue and she was tall and thin. She was wearing a silk dress that swirled around her whenever she turned. It was a blue that matched her eyes and made her white hair stand out.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the 150th Annual Hunger Games. The District 8 reaping will begin presently but first a special message from the Capitol." Nelly Finke said into the microphone. The same video that they have played every year since the beginning of time began playing. I looked away from the screen; it was too boring to watch again.
When the video screens finally went black, Nelly Finke addressed the crowded Justice Plaza again.
"Now, after that powerful video, we must start our reaping. Ladies first, as always." She said cheerfully. She walked to the reaping ball and delicately grabbed a slip of paper containing a name.
"Madeline Harbor." I almost choked; I was going to the arena, to fight. Then I realized that maybe it wasn't so bad. I had never really fit in here in District 8 and maybe this is a good opportunity.
I straightened up and walked to stand on the stage next to Nelly Finke, I held my head high and tried to look confident. I would make it out of the arena alive. I have people who love me and want me back.
Emerson Whitley's POV
I put on my pink shirt, white slacks and black socks. I needed a new outfit for the reaping but my parents said that the one I had was fine. My two little sisters, Evol and Eyvonne, ran into my room. Eyvonne was chasing Evol with her hands covered in flour.
"Hey you two, stop fighting. If you get flour on me you are both dead." I warned.
"But it's not my fault." Evol whined, my little sisters were only eight and they were the cutest things ever.
I walked them both back into the kitchen where our mother stood with her hands on her hips.
"My two assistant bakers ran off before we had finished. That is terribly unprofessional." Evol and Eyvonne hung their head, our mother started to laugh and soon the twins followed suit.
Someone knocked on the door, I went to answer it. It was my best friend Xavier and his girlfriend Naomi. I grabbed my black dress shoes and told my mother I was leaving.
We walked together to the Justice Plaza, there we ran into Willow and Kai. We stood around together chatting and stalling until we had to branch off into the separate boys and girls sections.
Nelly Finke walked onto the stage and started talking into the microphone.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the 150th Annual Hunger Games. The District 8 reaping will begin presently but first a special message from the Capitol." Nelly said, I turned my attention to the video screen above Nelly's head.
Finally the video showed the seal of Panem then went black.
"Now, after that powerful video, we must start our reaping. Ladies first, as always." Nelly Fink said, sounding too happy for someone who was about to announce two death sentences. She walked over to the reaping ball and grabbed a name. She returned to the microphone and read, "Madeline Harbor."
I looked around to see Madeline; she stood in her spot for a moment then walked up onto the stage.
"Now for the male tribute," Nelly Finke smiled; she proceeded over to the male reaping ball and plucked a name from the ball. She read the name and it carried clearly across the plaza. "Emerson Whitley."
I was stunned, it even took me a few moments to realize that I was crying. I wiped my tears and held my head high. I wanted to set a good example for Evol and Eyvonne.
I stood on the stage on Nelly Finke's right, I looked out in the crowd to try and find my little sisters faces. My father had picked up Eyvonne and was holding her as she cried on his shoulder, Evol was clinging to my mother's hand was crying, my mother had a tissue out and was wiping her own face.
I will try my best, whatever it takes to come home to my family.
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