Heyyy! I'm home sick, so I get to write! :)
Get ready, cause here comes Amber and Matt!
*District Seven; Day of Reaping*
*17 year old Amber Rocker*
I'm up early, and I slip out of my small log house, grabbing my ax on the way. Everyone here has small Log Cabins, but the ones we all long to live in are the Victor's Village homes they built last month. Three Stories, electricity all the time, nice beds, and showers. With so much more. But, the catch is, nobody wants to try to get those houses. I walk to the tree cutting training area, where the younger kids – well, ages 14 and up – get to practice cutting down trees. If the family is really desperate, they will sign up kids as young as 9 to cut down the trees for money, and maybe if they're lucky, wood for a fire. Me, on the other hand, would rather come here to train. Not for the games, but for anything. Who knows when throwing axes could come in handy?
I arrive at the training area right as dawn approaches, and I walk to the tree with the old flour bag. I found it one day on the street when I was 14, brought the flour to my mother, who got upset I stole it, so she made me bring it back, but since I had found it in the road, I chose to bring it to my tree and pinned it up, as a target. I stand about 50 feet from the target, and throw my ax. It hits the center, spewing a bunch of flour into the air. I smile, and walk over to it, pulling my ax out. I look, and see I made another cut in the tree. I turn to walk back, but find myself starring into the eyes of Matt Rambert.
"Go away Matt," I say. We have hated each other for about as long as I can remember, and even though he is two years younger than me, he looks as if he could be my age. We look nothing alike, me having dark brown hair, olive skin, and gray eyes, and him having brown hair, and green eyes.
"What? I can't come see if I can beat my least favorite person in the District?" He mocks. I roll my eyes and grip my ax.
"Alright." I smile.
"Alright?"
"Yeah, but get away from me first." I growl.
"Nah, I don't think so." He says, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. I feel my cheeks begin to heat, so I use the butt of my ax and hit him in the stomach. He yelps in pain, and I move away.
"I told you to get away." I say before throwing my ax to the tree at my right, not even looking towards it.
"Show off." He says.
"Aren't I?" I brag. He rolls his eyes and we both start throwing are axes. At around eleven, we both finish and walk to the town.
"Well, I'll see you at the Reaping." I say.
"Wear something pretty!" He says flatly.
"You too!" I walk home, and I find my father, little sister, little brother, and my 19 year old brother and sister. Yes, that means there are 3 girls, 2 boys, and my father. And so I am exactly in the middle. The thing is, I'm the only one in the Reaping. I walk to my room and pick out a mid-thigh length blue dress with ruffles at the chest. I slip on my flats, and I put my hair into a side pony. Perfect. I walk out and we all leave, and I sign in, walking over to the area for 17 year old girls. I talk to my friends, but it is clear we are all nervous. Suddenly, a smiling girl with a deep tan and blonde hair walks onto the stage. She looks about 19, and I roll my eyes.
"What's up everyone? I'm Ronnie, and I want to know. Who's ready to get this started! Rock on!" She says. I roll my eyes and she walks to the Girl's reaping ball. I thought the Mayor was going to say a speech…
"And the girl who will be coming with me to the Rockin' Capitol-" Oh my god she is such a freak, "-is Amber Rocker!" I look at her, confused.
"Amber? You coming?" She asks. My friend pushes me, and I walk onto the stage.
"Where were you?" She asks.
"Who are you? My father?" I say, glancing at my father who is snickering.
"Isn't the saying 'Who are you? My mother?'"
"Yes, but my mother died in the stupid Capitol's rage against us! Whatever happened to never kill woman and children? Hm?" I ask, my voice rising. I instantly regret saying it though. I just mouthed of to the Capitol, and probably won't make it very far in these Games.
"Well, alright… Let's get to the Boy's shall we?" She says, a little less perky. Good. She shouldn't be perky. She is picking children to go to fight to the death.
"Matthew Rambert!" She says.
"What?" I exclaim. Matt walks onto the stage, and looks at me.
"Well… this is…" Ronnie says.
"Nothing." I say, shaking Matt's hand.
"Okay then, let's hear it for your new tributes! And may the odds be ever in your favor!" She exclaims before bringing us to the Justice Building.
"Sweetie… you need to learn not to mouth off to people." My father says for the fifth time.
"I know dad. But I just got so frustrated!"
"I understand." He says. I hug my family, and I tell them to be prepared for anything. They nod, understanding what I mean, and leave. But before they do, my little 7 year old sister and 9 year old brother both hug me.
"Please come home." They say.
"I'll try." I respond. I don't want to promise them, because I can't do that. They all give me a hug, my older sister places an item in my hand, my older brother tells me to get an ax, some food, and run, and the two little ones give me a kiss, and my father hugs me tightly, kisses my head, and tells me we all will make it through this.
"I love you all," I smile to them.
"We love you too Amber," They respond. The Peacekeepers bring them out, and the rest of the time goes by in a haze. My best friends come in, they hug me, tell me I will do great, and to kill Matt when I can. I nod, and they leave. Finally. I open my palm and look at the thing that my sister gave me. A hair clip with an ax on it. I smile.
The Peacekeepers come in and escort me out to the car, where I find Matt waiting. I can't believe I have to kill him.
*15 year old Matthew Rambert*
I wake up, and see that dawn is breaking. I get up, change, and walk to the place I know I will find her. And I do. I see her throw her ax, hit the flour pack, and see the white dust fly out. She smiles and walks over, and I decide to surprise her. I walk up behind her as quiet as usual, and when she turns after grabbing her ax, she finds herself looking right into my eyes.
"Go away Matt," She says. We have known each other for about as long as I can remember, and she hates me.
"What? I can't come see if I can beat my least favorite person in the District?" I mock. It's not true though. The exact opposite actually. She doesn't notice but I really like her. But as usual she is completely clueless. She rolls her eyes and grips her ax.
"Alright." She smiles.
"Alright?" I question.
"Yeah, but get away from me first." She growls.
"Nah, I don't think so." I say, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer. I think for a minute, and when I see her cheeks begin to heat, I decide to. I'm about to lean into her, but she uses the butt of her ax and hits me in the stomach. I yelp in pain, and she moves away.
"I told you to get away." She says before throwing her ax to the tree at her right, not even looking towards it.
"Show off." I say.
"Aren't I?" She brags. I roll his eyes and we both start throwing are axes. At around eleven, we both finish and walk to the town.
"Well, I'll see you at the Reaping." She says.
"Wear something pretty!" I say flatly.
"You too!" she hollers back. I shake my head, smiling, as I walk home, and I just walk to my room, get dressed into a white polo shirt, tan khakis, and my dress shoes.
"Mom, Dad, you both ready?" I say.
"The question is, are you?" My father asks. I roll my eyes and walk out.
"Alright then, let's go." My mother says before we all leave. I'm an only child, but my mother is expecting another child in about two months. We all sign in, and I walk to the area designated to 15 year old boys. I chat with my buddies, and then a smiling girl with a deep tan and blonde hair walks onto the stage. She looks about 19, and I roll my eyes.
"What's up everyone? I'm Ronnie, and I want to know. Who's ready to get this started! Rock on!" She says. I roll my eyes and she walks to the Girl's reaping ball. I thought the Mayor was going to say a speech…
"And the girl who will be coming with me to the Rockin' Capitol-" Oh my god she is such a freak, "-is Amber Rocker!" I look at her, shocked.
"Amber? You coming?" She asks. Suddenly, Amber walks onto the stage.
"Where were you?" She asks.
"Who are you? My father?" Amber responds.
"Isn't the saying 'Who are you? My mother?'"
"Yes, but my mother died in the stupid Capitol's rage against us! Whatever happened to never kill woman and children? Hm?" She asks, my voice rising. Is she insane? She just mouthed of to the Capitol, and now won't probably get that far!
"Well, alright… Let's get to the Boy's shall we?" Ronnie says, a little less perky. Good. She shouldn't be perky. She is picking children to go to fight to the death.
"Matthew Rambert!" She says.
"What?" I hear Amber exclaim. I walk onto the stage, and looks at her.
"Well… this is…" the Ronnie says.
"Nothing." Amber says, shaking my hand.
"Okay then, let's hear it for your new tributes! And may the odds be ever in your favor!" She exclaims before bringing us to the Justice Building.
"Mom, it's alright." I say, trying to comfort my crying mother.
"How? You have to go kill other kids for enjoyment!" She wails.
"Mom, I will go, and be back." I say.
"You promise?"
"I promise." I say.
"I love you baby." My mother says. My father hugs me, and they leave. The rest of the time goes by quickly. I have no other visitors. Well, my buddies try to visit, but it's too late. I am brought to the car to go to the train station, with a slim to none chance of ever seeing this place again.
Alright! What'd you guys think? :D I will get District 8 up as soon as possible, alright? :D
Question:
1: What did the mutts do to Gale in Mockingjay? (Tricky!)
Bonus: What was something that always played in Katniss's head that Peeta had said?
Bonus Worth 5 points: What do the bold letters in Amber's Reaping spell out?
Okay, you have learned about Districts 1-7, now time to learn the lives of Victoria and Zach! Your District 8 tributes! :D
