A/N: Here you go. ReViEw

District 8 Reaping:

David Peterson's POV

I quickly grab the clock off of the wall. I sprint back upstairs to my three friends waiting for me

"What is that?" asks Owen. Owen has orange-red hair and a pale face, covered in freckles. He is a part of the outcasts and I. We call ourselves outcasts because, well, we are. Nobody likes us at school. Maybe they are just jealous of our intelligence.

"Just a clock Owen, obviously!" says Reid, itching his head, scratching his short black hair stick up.

"Guys no need to me mean," the last of us says. His name is Mateo. He has the same styled hair as mine, short and spiked up in the front except his is black and mine is brown.

"Ok let's see what's in the clock!" I yell, looking at each of my friend sternly.

"Let's not break it though," Owen says laughing.

We start to open the back end of the clock. We use a small metal, flat object that is good for prying things open. Once the clock's back is taken off we start examining through the wires. I take out a few batteries and put them in the back of my jeans pocket.

"Let's sell some of this stuff we have for money guys!" Reid yells excitedly.

"I like keeping it for collection," I answer back to him.

"If we survive today." Reid's words hit me like a bullet.

"What do you mean?" I ask curiously.

"It's reaping."

"That doesn't mean you die today! Wouldn't you actually try to win if you were reaped rather than just give up?" Every one stares at me with confused faces. "Yeah, we are from District 8! Who cares!? I would still try."

"Somebody's different today. I guess David is no longer a timid boy." I laugh at Mateo's comment as do the rest of them.

"Sorry, reaping day changes me, you know that."

"Well at least you are the smartest in the class," Owen says.

"Thanks, but you guys are all smart too."

"Not nearly as smart as you," Reid says, getting up from where he is sitting and hits my back. He then walks to the door. "I better go." We all wave a goodbye at Reid and then Owen leaves.

"Well wanna go to my mom's store. I need my reaping outfit from there," Mateo says.

"Why not?"

Mateo and I walk out of my house to the sandy streets. We walk down the road until we reach a small little shop. A clothing store for fabrics and stuff.

"David, Mateo how you guys doing!?" Mateo's kind mom yells.

"Great Mrs. Paredes-Sepulveda."

"Just call me Mrs. P." I smile at the middle-aged woman. Her brown hair is up in a high bun and she wears a yellow work dress. She then says, "Mateo your outfit's in the back why don't you go and get it?"

"Okay!" Mateo runs off to the back and comes back with his outfit.

"I think I must be going," I say when he comes back.

"Ok, see you at the reaping and . . ." Mateo starts to say.

"And may the odds be ever in your favor," I say and we laugh. "Bye Mrs. P!"

"Adios!" she calls back.

Surin Lee's POV

"Ms. Lee," my teacher starts to say. "You have been sent to my office because you and Ms. Smith got into a fight."

"And where is that girl?" I ask politely.

"On her way here. Now . . ."

"No! None of this is fair!" I flick my long black hair behind me. "I didn't do anything. She was the one talking smack about my family." I flash my golden brown eyes at my teacher. Whenever I get in trouble I never do. I always get out of it because of my likable personality.

"Very well. I am still in a weird mood Ms. Lee because you normally never get in trouble."

"I know and I am sorry. But it's not my fault she was talking smack about my family," I say as I put a pouty face on. The door into the teacher's office opens and Emily Smith walks in.

"You wanted to see me?" she asks to the teacher.

"Yes. Sit," Mrs. Brown says demandingly. Emily jumps a bit and then sits next to me.

"Am I in trouble?" Emily asks Mrs. Brown. I look at Emily and put a weird smile on my face and then look away.

"Yes Ms. Smith."

"Not again! Why do I always get blamed for everything!? Surin is such a lying brat!" Mrs. Brown looks at Emily and pulls off her small glasses that are usually balanced on her face by her long nose.

"And just for that, extra detention." I smirk and start laughing in mind.

"What did I even do?" Emily asks.

"No need for an explanation," says Mrs. Brown writing something down on a piece of paper. She hands Emily the paper and she groans.

"You two may go." I nod and walk out.

"Liar!" says Emily shoving me against a wall.

"Really, you wanna go there?" I ask her with a smirk.

"Yeah, I wanna go there!" Emily says punching me in the stomach. I put both my hands on my stomach, groaning. "Ha!"

I stomp on her foot and slap her across the face, making a handprint. I laugh. Emily grabs my arms and yanks me to the floor. I pull her down with me. More pain is immediately given to Emily by my foot hitting her side.

"I'm going to tell a real teacher!" Emily stomps down the hallway and then Mrs. Brown is right there. They start talking and then Emily points at me. My response is immediate. I quickly sprawl out onto the floor.

"Emily!" I hear Mrs. Brown yell. I smirk.

"That's what you get," I mumble under my breath and close my eyes.

"Ms. Lee, are you alright?" Mrs. Brown asks. I open my eyes and see Mrs. Brown sitting next to me.

"Fine." I quickly get up and ask, "Where's Emily?"

"My office. You better get home its reaping day after all. I wish you the best of luck." I smile at Mrs. Brown and walk out of school.

I walk home slowly. At least I am honest about everything while Emily is the liar. I don't get it. She is probably just jealous. I didn't lie a single bit in that office.

When I get home I immediately start practicing martial acts. It's what I do in my free time besides hanging out with my boyfriend and best friend. I start practicing punches and side tricks. I smirk as I land an ariel.

"Perfecto!" I hear my dad yell. He is carrying my little brother, Su-ah. He is 2-years-old. "Go get your big sister Su-ah. Go, go!" My dad puts Su-ah down and he immediately runs over to me, stumbling over when he reaches me. I laugh.

I pick him up and say, "Uh heavy boy aren't cha?" He starts to giggle and I do too.

"Ok get ready for the reaping in a bit. Don't be late." I nod to my father's words and go back to Su-ah.

"Helicopter?" I ask him and he starts going crazy, rolling on the ground. "Ok, ok."

I lie on the ground and put my legs up. He jumps onto my feet and then I grab his hands. "Wee!" Su-ah starts shouting.

"Dismount! One. Two. Three!" I yell and then I fling my knees so he does a flip over me. He lands on the other sides and starts laughing. "Ok I have to get ready. I'll see you later bud!"

David Peterson's POV

I step out of the ice cold shower naked. I quickly grab a towel and put it around my bare body. I start to shiver. I run into my room to quickly put on my reaping outfit, a dark gray t-shirt, dark jeans, and black shoes.

"Bye mom, dad!" They both wave a goodbye to me.

"See you at the reaping!" they yell to me. I smile and think, hopefully.

I walk to the reaping in silence, kicking pebbles here and there off the ground. I reach the Justice Building and walk over to sign in. I put my finger on a table and a peacekeeper pricks it, taking some blood from the finger. I walk to the 17-year-old section and wait.

When the escort comes out the female with yellow hair and a yellow dress says, "Hell District 8! Today is yet another amazing day. Why wouldn't it be?" The treaty of treason immediately starts to play.

When it's over our female escort walks over to a sphere. She picks up a name and takes it to the microphone to opens. She unfolds it and purses her lips. She says, "Surin Lee." A beautiful girl steps forth and walks onstage. I can see her fighting back the tears. Next are the boys. Please not me, please not me, I keep thinking in my mind. "David Peterson!"

That's me! How is that me? I walk up stage and stare into the crowd, not looking at anyone or anything in particular. I shake hands with Surin and that's the only action I do onstage. Goodbye forever District 8.