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District 11 Reapings

Darby La Roux (12)

My brother, Zelig, kicks me in his sleep. I open my eyes slowly, not wanting to wake up, but knowing that by now, I won't be able to fall back asleep. I'm a really light sleeper and the nerves for Reaping Day aren't helping.

I know I don't have that many slips and there are a lot of kids in District 11, but it makes me nervous and I had to take tesserae.

I get out of bed and look through the darkness at the other two beds, my parents' and my sisters'. My sisters, Delora and Aphra, are 15 and 10. Zelig is 14. We all took tesserae (except Aphra, because she's too young). I hate Reaping Day, I really do.

I walk outside to our small yard. There's a weathered, old stone bench and a well kept flower bed. A small patch stands next to it with four trees. They were all printed when each of us was born. It's an old tradition in our family. If a child dies, their tree is cut down. Thankfully, that hasn't happened.

I sit on the stone bench in silence. The district sleepily awakens, but my attention is drawn to one place specifically. There's a girl who lives a few doors down, Lycoris Hawley. She's really pretty and I like her a lot. I guess. If I can say that. She goes to my school and we're friends, but I doubt she likes me like that. There's another boy in my class and he's a lot more handsome, and richer, and popular, and smart. So I doubt that's going to happen.

The boy meets her at her house and they walk toward my house to the Reaping. I rush inside so she won't see me with my clothes all slept in and my hair completely messed up. I might as well not hurt my chances by looking unattractive.

I get dressed and I begin walking to the Reaping with my family. I see Lycoris in the crowd and she smiles and waves to me. I wave back, but she's turned around and talking to the boy again.

I wait in line to sign in then take my place in the crowd. Three girls are reaped (thankfully not Lycoris).

"Darby La Roux!"

I walk to the stage, but the boy is looking sad. Lycoris is crying. I don't know why. Probably because we're just friends.

Stalk Pin (13)

I sit in a field, planting crops. Technically, we don't have to work today, but I really want to put my hands in the soil. I pause for a minute to weave a bracelet of flowers and grasses. When I finish, I wrap it around my wrist. I know it's a girly thing to do, but I really love having the plants close to me.

I go home soon after, knowing that I might get in trouble for being in the fields, even though I'm working.

My brother, Erin, waits outside for me. He's seventeen and my role model. He's very popular with people around the district and even the Peacekeepers respect him in the fields.

Erin is my only sibling, something a bit foreign to District 11. They like us to have lots of kids to work in the fields.

I change into my Reaping clothes. Erin points to the bracelet on my wrist.

"What's that?" he asks.

"Just something I made," I reply.

That's something I really like about Erin. He's not very nosy. If I don't have anything to say about something, he won't try getting me to talk.

At the Reaping, I see my friends, Sunny Slender, Barty Henderson, and Maize Springfield. They're all boys my age. I stand in our section with them, joking around.

"Happy Hunger Games!"

Our escort's statement echoes through the square, silencing us immediately. I've never seen her before.

"I will be the District 11 escort this year. My name is Elladarbis."

My friends and I try to muffle our laughter. What kind of a name is that?

Three girls take their places onstage one by one.

"Darby La Roux!"

I look at the unfortunate boy. He's kind of, I don't know, off. There's something in his eyes. Like he's seeing something that's not there.

"Stalk Pin!"

I look questioningly up at Elladarbis then see the horrified expressions on my friends' faces. Erin looks furious and for a minute I think he'll volunteer. When he doesn't, I accept my fate and take my place by the strange boy, wondering if he'll act as strange as he looks.

Aaron Mulderry (13)

My father wakes me up on Reaping Day and I join him and my mother outside. We walk to the district square which is already brimming with people even though we're early.

I push through the crowds and stand among many laughing boys my age. People don't notice me much and I like it that way. A group of four boys stands next to me and seem to think our escort's name is particularly funny. It's not like she chose it.

Three girls and a boy stand on the stage when something strange happens.

"Stalk Pin!"

The boys next to me get all quiet and I notice one in particular looking terrified. Sure enough, he's the one who, after looking frantically around, walks up to the stage.

"Aaron Mulderry!"

I walk up, examining the boys next to me. We're the youngest male tributes District 11's ever had if you think about it. Two 13 year olds and a 12 year old. There won't be a District 11 male winner this year. There just can't be.

Lily Star (15)

I put together the fruit of today's breakfast. It's not much, but it's all my siblings and I need. I live as the head of my household. I have two siblings, Lavender, who's twelve, and Oscar, who's ten. Our parents died when I was thirteen. We don't let them take us to the Community Home. I tell them there's an adult who checks up on us every day, but that's a total lie. We're just fine here by ourselves. I earn money by working in the fields and we always get tesserae. You might think that because of my slim figure it would be hard for me to earn enough by having a really laborious job. But you're wrong. You'd be surprised what I can do.

Oscar stumbles sleepily into our small kitchen.

"I smell food," he says.

"You smell right," I say as I hand him an apple.

We eat, then get ready for the Reaping. When we get there, I turn to Oscar.

"Stand in the crowd, don't talk to any adults you don't know, and wait here until the crowd clears out or until Lavender and I find you, okay?"

Oscar nods and I take Lavender to the registration table. After registering, we have to go to separate sections. Lavender looks nervously up at me.

"It'll be okay," I promise, not knowing anything for sure.

I stand alone in my section and wait for the Reapings to begin.

The first name is called.

"Lily Star!"

What will Lavender and Oscar do? I have to come back. My gold locket hangs from my neck where I know pictures of my parents, Lavender, and Oscar are. I'll keep it with me.

Dawn Ware (16)

I put on a pure white dress that compliments my dark skin and hair. My sisters, Dana who's 21 and Rosie who's 13 meet me in the hallway.

"Come on!" Dana says.

"You slept in and we have to leave," Rosie says.

"Let me eat my breakfast," I say.

"No," Rosie says, "We're late and the Peacekeepers will come get us."

Rosie's a bit of a worrier.

"No they won't, Rosie," I say.

"I wouldn't be surprised if they did," Dana says.

"Are we that late?" I ask.

"Yes!" they say together.

Does that tell you anything? I'm awful at being on time. And being late doesn't really bother me. But it drives my family insane. So I have to grab my breakfast and walk and eat. A.K.A. Deal with it.

Rosie and I stand in the crowd and I wait for the Reaping to be over, so I can eat a little more. That breakfast wasn't good enough.

"Lily Star!"

I feel sorry for the girl. She looks really panicky, which is of course understandable. But she seems to have more of a purpose.

"Dawn Ware!"

All thoughts of eating fade from my mind and I join Lily Star on the stage. I'm doomed.

Rose Adler (14)

I tie my wavy reddish-brown hair back in a braided bun. The dress I have on makes my extremely visible ribs less obvious. I put on the necklace that my sisters made me. The necklace is brown, straw textured thread with an acorn on it.

My sisters are the highlight of my life. Floral is eleven. She's really adventurous (like me) and daring. I taught her to slip a few berries in her sleeve while we harvest, but I warned her to never do it when there was anyone near her. Stealing the tiniest thing will get her a death penalty, no matter her age.

My other sister is Lily. She's the opposite of Floral and myself, because she is really cautious about things. She's really sweet and she's always thinking of someone else and how she can improve their day. Both Floral and Lily help me get through work days and lost loves and the usual young teen stuff.

My parents and sisters exclaim about how pretty I look and I eat it up. Who wouldn't? But now to the Reaping.

The Reaping starts and our escort heads to the girls' bowl.

"Lily Star!"

I look around in a panic. Lily? Not my Lily, right? Another girl emerges from the crowd and I realize with relief that Lily isn't even old enough to be reaped.

"Dawn Ware!"

Another girls is on the stage now, but I don't have a panic attack now.

"Rose Adler!"

Let the panic begin again.

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