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Lillia Summer's POV Age 4

"Oh, Lilli you didn't have to do that," My mother says embracing me n her warm arms.

"Of course I did Mommy, I love you," I say. Mommy smiles and hugs me again.

"Are you excited about the reaping Lilli?" My daddy asks randomly walking in to the warm room. I turn my brown eyes on Mommy.

"NO, and she shouldn't be.." Mommy says placing one arm protectively over my shoulder. This is the one thing I have ever seen my parents fight about, being a career.

"Don't worry, Mommy, I would never volunteer. Mommy smiles and returns to reading me my favorite book. I try to listen but my brown eyes are still trained on my father, who is watching us carefully with a mug of coffee in his big hands.

"Come on Lilli, lets get you dressed," My mother says taking my small hand in her big one. She smiles reassuringly at me as she slips the blue dress over my blonde head. "Oh. Lilli, you look beautiful," She says dragging me to the mirror in my room. I smile as I see myself in the mirror.

The salty air mixes with the sugary air sending a chorus of smells to my nose. I breathe in, inhaling the smell of the square. I love how the scents all mix together making a wonderful combination.

"Welcome, girls, and victors," The Escort says, glaring into the still crowd. "Girls first, oh wait, there are only girls," Ice woman snarls. She looks like ice, all the way from her eyes and skin, to her attitude.

"Lillia Summers," She hisses into the small microphone. And that's it, my life ends, right there and then. I don't even notice that I begin to tremble when I do. The woman looks me on the eye, her ice blue eyes invading my business. "Congratulations," She whispers in my ear. I gulp and take a small step away from her.

Madison Reese's POV Age 6

"Mommy, will you buy me a cookie?" I ask widening my green eyes.

"No, you don't need anymore sweets for today," My mother says rolling her eyes at me. I groan then smile.

"What if I told you that I would volunteer, today if you don't get me one." Fear registers in my mothers face and I know that I won her over.

"What kind?" Mommy asks looking defeated.

"Ummmmm…A cupcake!" I say my green eyes landing on the delicious pink cupcake.

"I said you could have a cookie not a cupcake," She says. I stomp my foot on the ground while narrowing my eyes at her.

"Please, pretty pretty please?" I beg grabbing onto her black blouse.

"No, you get a cookie and that's final," Mommy says. I groan and then drop to the ground, pounding my arms on the ground I begin to screech. "MADDIE, cut it out," My mom yells seizing my arm and pulling me upwards to land on her hip. I thrash around trying to get free. "Now, you don't even get a cookie," Mommy says. I stick my tongue out at her.

I raise my hand to my eyes, blocking the sunlight from blinding me. I find the escort very amusing, on how "icy" she is. A girl two years younger then me is called. I grin, should I volunteer? Mommy never bought me that cookie, I grin only thinking of making my mother mad. Taking a small step forward I wait for Ice woman to call out a name.

"Marilyn Jones!" She shouts. I take my time running in front of the three-year-old and on to the steps. Lillia looks at me curiously as I take my place beside her and shake her small, warm hand.

Trivia Question

What did the mutts that killed Finnick smell like?