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Crystal Hawk
I narrow my eyes and turn in the direction of the joyful laughter coming from behind me. I see a few girls who appear to be laughing at some joke, eyes bright with laughter. I could feel the fury rising in my chest at their happiness.
"Could you please SHUT UP!" I shout at the girls loudly. They stop in their tracks, muttering something I can't quite make out, and head in the other direction. Still irritated, I kick a rock on the road in front of me into a bush. Stupid kids I think to myself angrily, they are so useless and frustrating! We'd all be better off if they didn't exist.
I get a few dirty looks as I continue down the street, but I don't care what people think about me, especially not anyone around here. I am far superior to everyone in this lame district and the world would be a much better place if I was the only one in it. I have to squint my eyes because of the sudden bright lights being shone in my face. I growl in annoyance as the directors testing the spot lights for the reaping shine them directly in my eyes. I slink off murmuring a few choice swear words, not wanting to confront them about their stupidity. I slide into an alley and lean against the brick wall and let my mind wander, not really think about anything, just simply existing. I could sit like this for hours, doing nothing but taking up space. It's like I'm living, but not REALLY living.
It registers in my mind that I've been sitting for at least a few hours, judging by the stiffness in my legs. I glance towards the street and see that people are starting to gather for the reaping. I lean my head against the wall and look upwards only to see a flock of black crows flying above the industrial building. More and more people are starting to show up and I know I've got to hurry if I don't want to interact with anyone more than I have to. I force myself up and get in the line to get my finger pricked. I try my best not to let anyone touch me but it seems like every single person in the freaking district has decided to try to lay a paw on me. I growl to let them know how much they are starting to irritate me. They sure back away quickly at this.
Satisfied, I hold my finger out and watch as the official takes my blood. I'm watching the tiny needle enter my finger but I don't feel a thing. After the clean shaven official finishes I walk quickly to the 15's section not wanting to have to stand next to the preppy girls, I made that mistake last year. I stand with my skinny arms crossed over my chest until the escort and mayor come out. Our escort Misrt cheerfully introduces the video to us . This year his hair is dyed a snow white and he is wearing a black tuxedo. It boggles my mind how he wakes up and thinks to himself "I look great! I'm going to go on national television!" What an idiot. I don't notice the video end but I do notice Misrt reaching into the bowl. For once in my life, I don't let my mind drift; I focus right on the tiny piece of paper in his hand.
"Crystal Hawk!" He reads out in a high pitched voice. I know I should feel upset, angry, panicked, or at least something not what I am. I let out a laugh and everyone turns to stare at me. At this, I only laugh harder and more hysterically. Finally, I'll be rid of this god forsaken district and its pettiness for good. Still howling with laughter, I climb the stone staircase to the stage. Misrt smiles at me gratefully, yeah I bet he's glad he doesn't have to deal with another crybaby like last year. A trace of a smile still hints at my lips as he goes over to the boy's bowl. I look out into the crowd until I realize that I have no one to look for.
Dorn Till
" Well at least I'm not ugly like you!" I snarl at my best friend Hector. We always insult each other like this, it's kind of our thing. Hector grins at punches me in the arm.
"Like you should be talking about being ugly." He replies. I fake offense and punch him back.
"You wanna go?" I question him jokingly. We both laugh and continue bickering as we walk down the path to my family's farm. I smell the cattle before I see them, but I'm used to it. I say goodbye to Hector at the gate, then I enter the field to feed the horses. My family is all involved in the cattle business, we have a total of 30. We also have 7 horses. My favorite is a midnight black one named Aura. I'm pretty muscular from my ranching days and riding horses. My long strides get me across the enclosure in under a minute. I pick up a soft bristle brush and begin to wipe the burs from the horses' coats and dumping the custom cattle feed into the troughs.
I'm patting Aura as the bell rings signaling that it's time to head to the reaping. I give Aura a final pat and head inside to our rustic home. Our house is fairly big and is decorated like a ranch. I have the entire basement to myself so I head downstairs to my room. I pull off my t shirt at torn jeans and put on a flannel shirt and un torn jeans, it's just what I usually wear to work. I head to the bathroom where I brush my blonde hair out of my light brown eyes and wash my face until it's free of dirt. Satisfied with my appearance, I head up stairs to talk to my family. They are all in the kitchen when I walk in and disrupt their conversation.
My mom beams when she sees me and my dad even shows the hint of a smile. My two sisters are both sitting at the table but my eyes immediately go to Kaila. She looks pretty in her Jeans and t-shirt. I'm extremely protective of her. She's 2 years younger than me and I always want to protect her, not that she appreciates it. She barely looks up as I pick up my lucky hat and place it on my neatly combed head. Eager to get to the square before it fills up too quickly; I leave the house and start the long walk. Once in town I reunite with Hector again, both of us are almost giddy because we're both 18 and almost out of the woods. We get our fingers pricked like usual and head to the 18 year Old's section. Our escort looks…nice I guess. Misrt's hair is dyed white with a black tux, very elegant I suppose. He gives us the usual speech before pulling a girl's name. "Crystal Hawk!" he reads, I don't recognize the name, but I don't usually, it's a big district.
I'm taken by surprise as I hear…laughter coming from the tribute. By the time she's heading up to the stage she's full out cackling. What a creep. Anyways, I focus again as Misrt pulls out a boy's name.
"Dorn Till!" I feel the smile vanish from my face and the color drain from my lips as I turn to face Misrt. I quickly regain confidence and put on a calm expression. I know getting upset will only cause me problems in the future. I look at a petrified Hector one last time as I climb the stairs to the stage. I nod confidently at the tribute girl, who I'm starting to think isn't right in the head. We share a firm handshake and just like that, I feel like my life is over.