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District nine-

Alma moved through the golden wheat field and she smiled and admired the natural beauty of district nine. This was the third largest district in Panem and she loved it, Alma smiled as she saw her mother pick the flowers around the edge of the grass. Her mother looked like a queen with raven colored hair and dark piercing green colored eyes with soft tan skin and light sprinkle of freckles.

"Alma, Alma" she looked around to see her best friends Blossom and Rye outside of the garden. Alma waved her hand wildly as she looked where her mother was busily picking flowers. Alma swiftly moved through the wheat to avoid getting caught and she walk as fast as she could. Alma came upon her two best friends and she kissed Rye's cheeks and gave him a big hug. She looked behind to see her mother still looking away and she came towards Blossom and gave her bear hug.

"So how's everything going?" asked Blossom as she let go from the hug

"Everything's fine for now" said Alma as she looked towards Rye and smirked.

"How are you lady killer" said Alma as she smirked and busted out laughing.

"Everything's going all right in that department" he said as she smiled and looked away. Alma and her friends were chattering when Alma felt herself fall to ground.

"Get away from these mongrels" shouted her mother as she pushed Rye and Blossom away. Alma felt her arm go stiff and she felt tears stream as her friends ran away.

"Get up Alma no crying" shouted her mother, Alma slowly rose as the sun beats down on her dark tan colored skin. She wiped her tears away as two peacekeepers came towards her and gripped her arms and took her towards her home. Alma cried as she was thrown into her room in the justice building, she hated being the mayor's daughter. Alma wished she could be a dirty, free district nine kid. Her mother kept her locked up at all times except for thirty minutes of recess with her. Alma trained over five years and she was skilled with using a bow and arrow, since it was the most lady like weapon. Her mother was overly obsessed with appearance and always being a lady. Alma was a tomboy and she knew it she can't contain the need to wear a dress everyday instead of climbing trees or getting into a few fights. Alma balled her fist as she imagined her mother standing in front of her. She smiled as she punched the image over and over again. Alma walked towards her closet to grab the many dresses she was only allowed to wear; she grabbed a light purple dress with white printed flowers. Alma walked away from her room as she was escorted towards the town square by her mother's peacekeepers.

Garner watched as his baby sister Ceres stumble around as she laughs and giggles. Garner remembered the day his mother died when his younger sister Ceres was only a week old. He could still see her thin pale skin that hung off her withered bones as she was getting closer to death. He could still feel her soft forehead as he kissed her goodbye and left the room to cry. Garner noticed that his life was spiraling out of control; his father was never around as much. His three older siblings took tesserae as they could. Garner remembered the day Pepper and Rhhy were chosen for the same games. Garner cried that day and when bloodbath came and Rhhy was killed by tripping on the mines at the beginning of the games. It was upsetting and it came towards the final seven and Pepper died from a monkey mutt that ripped her face apart. Garner remembered a silence that went through the room from then on. Garner noticed his sister Zealyn was taking four jobs from then on and Garner had to take care of Ceres since his father was gone for weeks at a time. Garner walked towards Ceres as he lifted her up and kissed her cheeks and she smiled. He went towards his room and gripped her dress and places it on her as he walks towards the bathroom. Garner looks in the mirror and fixes his spiked blonde hair and wipes his skin with a wet rag. He goes back to his room and grabs a dirty white shirt, beige dress pants and brown shoes. Garner drops Ceres to Zealyn as she eats some toast. He walks out of the house and heads towards the town square.

Alma waits on stage as she watches the children fill in the section for the twelve year olds. Alma looks around and she spots Blossom and Rye, she waves towards them and her mother hit her hand. Alma felt her skin prickle as she put her hand into a fist. She was ready to throw down with her mother and she couldn't wait for that day to come. Alma waited as her mother sat down and the escort came onto the stage. She waited patiently as she came towards the bowl and the escort came towards the bowl.

"I volunteer" she shouted as she came towards the escort and he smiled at her mother's stunned face.

"I'm Alma Rodriguez" she said as she came towards the escort and he waited for her partner to come forward. The escort walked towards the other side and pulled a name out "Garner Omir" she shouted. Alma watched as a younger cute male came towards the front and stood beside her. Alma shook his hand as they were rushed into the justice building.

Justice building-

Garner looked around as the door shook open and entered in his two sisters. Zealyn leaned towards him and kissed his forehead and gave a big hug. Ceres kissed his cheek and gave him a huge hug as they walked out of the room.

Alma waited in her room as her mother walked in and came towards her and slapped her face.

"You stupid little beast" her mother shouted, Alma walked over towards her and punched in the cheek as she kicked her in the ribs and she walked out.