District 7 reaping
Johanna's POV
"Morning." Blight says lying next to me in my bed. I roll over and face him. "Do you
believe we haven't got caught yet, the dating thing?" I ask him looking into his sharp
hazel eyes. "Yeah, wouldn't the Capitol just love this story." He begins to kiss me and
we do for awhile. "Shit," I say hoping out of bed only rapped in a blanket. "Get home." I
tell him nervously, I'm never nervous. "What?" He says putting cloths on. "It's the
22nd." He looks at me in confusion. "The damn reaping." I remind him. "Damn it, is that
today?" He asks a rhetorical question. "Bye." He kisses my forehead and runs out the back
door. I watch him run into his house. I put on a tight small black dress like every
reaping and walk to the justice building. I sit with my legs crossed, and look at the
kids faces. There scared, but of course they are why wouldn't they be. Two of them are
about to be sent into a life or death tournament. "Welcome, welcome!" Effie says, she
just be filling in for Tori. "First, of course the ladies! She grabs a name and opens it,
"Mickayla Rose!" She yells. I spot her instantly. She's scarred, of course she is. She's
13, with dirty blonde hair which flows to her mid back. Her blue eyes show fear, but
determination. "Next we have," Effie wastes no time. "Edward Grummel!" A strong, male
wastes no time getting in stage. He has short shaggy black hair, with brown eyes. "Until
next year!" Effie hurries the tributes into the mushier building and me and Blight head
to the train.