THE REAPING OF DISTRICT SIX: DYLAN HARKNESS AND SHINE KONRAD WIGGIN

Dylan Harkness POV:

Washing my very dark brown hair with water, I get out my reaping clothes for the day. A blue chequered shirt and dark grey pants. I've worn it for the past two years now. I think it brings out my blue eyes. I creep quietly past my fathers door. Eight years ago my mother got very ill and she died. My father didn't cope and became an abusive drunk. I have several bruises and cuts all over my body when I'm beaten by my Fathers fists and beer bottles. As I ruffle my hair, quickly trying to get it to dry, I eat a small meal and head out to door. I don't want to wake my Father from his hangover. I walk to the edge of the District to a hole where I dug out. I crawl underneath and run quickly to my hiding spot. A green forest where almost everything is edible. So I know what is and isn't poisonous, luckily this is a useful skill for the Hunger Games. I began coming here when my Father first began beating me. He never found me here, I used to hide at first, then I got hungry one time and I began eating the native berries and nuts, then the plants, then the trees and leaves, then the animals I killed. I take a dagger with me every time I venture out here. First small bunnies, then larger animals like beavers. Last week I got down a small deer. Its been great for food when I go out into the forest. The green trees suddenly fly over me and I run into their safe haven. I find a small green fluffy bush and I lean on it, with a tree log behind it. I dream about a huge beast, white and huge and fluffy, it lunges for me and I wake up as I feel the first scratch. The gong is ringing.
"Shit! Shit shit shit shit shit!. Fuck I am so going to die. I'm so late!"

I run through the bushes, branches scratching at my face, plants flinging themselves against my legs. Within five minutes I reach the fence. Its another 10 minutes when I reach the town square. I am marked off, but a peacekeeper speaks to me.

"Why are you so late?"

"I slept through the gong" I say truthfully with a hint of innocence. The Peacekeeper eyes me evilly but lets it pass. I slowly slide into my age group.

The escort has already reminded us of the Quarter Quell, about how only males will be reaped. This years games will be brutal. The escort pulls out the first name.

I don't get to hear it when a volunteer shines forth. He says his name is Shine Konrad Wiggin. Haha, funny name. But then the second slip is pulled out.

Some guy called Dylan Harkness. But then I realize, that that its me. Wait, what? Was I just called to die a horribly painful death? I must have because people are looking at me. I slowly walk to the stage. I shake Shine's hand and then I say goodbye to my drunk of a father.

"You know, I don't really think you can win this. Here, take a sip of my bottle" he says holding the vile alcohol out to me, I shake my head as a no, but I am already raising the bottle to my lips. I break down in tears as the liquid fire runs down my throat. I cant believe that my Father thinks that I'll die. I mean it could be true, im smart but I have no skill if you count the dagger as one.

Soon, my father leaves me alone as I drain the bottle. It got better as I drank it. I try to stop the flow of tears pouring from my eyes. I don't care, I'm going to die anyway.

Shine Konrad Wiggin POV:

I sleep in as much as I can. I slept in my reaping clothes, as I have done for these past reapings. Black shirt with cream pants. Disgusting combination but whatever, at least I'm not naked. Mother brushes my hair back and ties it in a small ponytail. My hair is incredibly long, I cant be bothered to cut it. My breakfast is a small meal of hot grain soaked in boiling water and milk. The gong rings out and I am marked off. I wait eagerly for it to pass. A small boy is reaped, I know him an feel sorry for him so I volunteer. I don't even care that I'm a volunteer. I walk up to the stage and speak my name: Shine Konrad Wiggin. I shake hands with the latecomer, who was coincidentally reaped. I say goodbye to my mother and father and baby sister. The escort collects me and Dylan. I gasp in admiration as I enter the Capitol train.

Yep, so there you have it. District 6, Dylan has a cool name dont you agree? Shine may seem boring, yep, i made him but he's a bloodbath, so it doesnt matter :D

~Josh

P.S when the reapings are finished, i will post a voting poll on my account. You can vote 12 times at once, but after that u cant vote again. The votes will only show when i have closed the poll. The voting poll is for sponsoring, which we all know, helps your favourite tribute win! So when its posted, get those votes done! i will close the voting poll on the day of the interviews chapter.