Authors Note: Hey everyone! So I uploaded another stories. It's just one shots on the different victors after Katniss and before Gamble. So, victors like Regal or Daniel from my first story. Anyway, here is the district 9 reaping.

Kylie Blaire POV

"Lucky! Get back here!"

I chase my small beagle, brush and soap in hand. He just won't sit still. But, he is a puppy, they never stay still.

Lucky runs around in our back yard, effectively knocking off the water and messing up his fur again.

"Kylie, I thought you were giving him a bath?"

Exhausted, I say," Well, I was, but he keeps moving."

"How hard is it to give a dog a bath."

I grin at Clair," I'd like to see you try."

"Fine." She says. She picks up a washcloth,"Lucky, come here."

But the dog does the complete opposite. He runs into the back yard and starts to roll around.

Clair groans,"Not now."

Lucky continues to roll around, obviously ignoring our pleas. Clair runs up to him, but screams.

I run up behind her," What's wrong?"

"He rolled around in a dead snake."

I exclaim," Cool!"

"No, not cool." She corrects me," Now, he'll smell even worse."

She sighs again," He really needs a new name."

"Maybe we shouldn't fight fate."

"Oh, really? And what is that?"

I shrug,"That no matter how much we clean him, he'll stay dirty and stinky."

Clair laughs,"I suppose you're right."

"Kylie!"

We both turn towards the sound of my best friends voice. Tiffany, or Tiff for short, is at the gate, jumping with excitement.

"Kylie! We need to talk. I'm so excited. It's like OMGoodness!"

"Okay, be right there."

I look at my older sister,"What'd you think that's about?"

Clair raises one of her eyebrows,"Hmmmm... I'd guess that she's excited."

I roll my eyes,"Well, no duh."

Laughing, Clair says," Alright, you can go out. But make sure you're back by seven, sharp."

"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry so much."

I run inside to grab a different pair of shoes. It's not hard to find them. We have a very small house, due to the small payment we received when our parents left, or died. I don't really know. I race outside to meet my best friend. Her foot is tapping rapidly, not afraid to show her impatience,"What took so long? I think I turned grey."

Sarcastically mimicking her tone, I reply," And I think, you're over dramatic."

"Tomato, Potato."

"It's tomato, tomato."

She just waves me off, "Whatever. Gosh, you sound like your sister."

"I do not!" I protest.

"Totally do."

I roll my eyes," What'd you want to show me again?"

"Oh, right. So after the reaping tomorrow, I was thinking about taking out dogs over to Betty's house. I heard that she has a new play set for dogs. It's supposed to have so much stuff. Like-"

Her voice fades in the distance as I walk down district 9. One thing about this place, it feels so peaceful. Everyone is so kind. The animals are friendly. Even the peacekeepers are supposed to be nicer here than the other districts. But rumor is that a lot of peacekeepers have been slacking off in other districts. But here, they're just like us. Why would my parents ever want to leave? I'm never leaving here. This is my home. I'm staying here with Clair and Tiff for the rest of my life.

Garret Fisher POV

Token, check. Wallet, check. Shoes, check. Clothes, I sure hope so.

"Hurry up! We're going to be late."

I yell back,"Hold up. I'm going through my checklist."

"You said that five minutes ago."

I grab my jacket,"Fine. I'm coming."

I walk into the dining room. My dad is sipping tea while reading a paper. He only dresses nice once a year, but it is mandatory. My cousin, Hannah, is fiddling with her dress.

"I think I have everything."

Hannah outs her hands on her hips," Well, it's about time. I'd be surprised if you did forget anything."

My dad puts down his mug," You forgot something."

"What?"

He calmly folds his paper,"Barn door is open."

I think about my morning, trying to understand what he means," But I didn't go out to the-. Oh."

I quickly turn around and zip up the front of my pants. Gosh, how'd I forget that. I spin back around to my family. Hannah's giggling, but besides that, I think we're ready to go. We're joined by my mother and Hannah's parents, who are also my aunt and uncle.

We head down to the reaping. Along the way, we pass the graveyard for the fallen. District 9 doesn't have that many victors, so in other words, a lot of dead kids. The two tributes from last year were really close. Serenity was crazy, but gutsy. She just attacked and attacked. That's not what I'd do, but I guess everyone has their own strategies. But, Casper was my age. He and I were often on the same shifts out in the woods. We only made small talk, but it's still weird without him. Casper was always a positive influence. But he made a mistake. He tried to fight Serenity. He was trying to help the girl from twelve, but ultimately failed. They were both so brave, or stupid. I'm not sure.

"Stop daydreaming."

I turn my focus back onto my cousin, who was telling me a story about some frog she found. I politely nod my head, but don't really listen. I finally arrive at the justice building, where the reaping is taking place. We both head to our sections. Hannah to the thirteen year olds and I head to the sixteens. Not very many kids in this district talk very much. That's why Casper was so different. In a good way though.

"Let's get this party started!"

I take a glance at our escort. Bright, bright yellow hair. Like I think that there are light bulbs in her hair or something.

"My name is Vivant Drex and I'm district 9's newest escort. I feel honored to be able to pick the representatives for district 9 in the Hunger Games. Now, enough chitchat, let's pick our girl."

She skips over to the girls reaping bowl. I'm praying that it isn't Hannah.

"Kylie Blair."

A scream erupts from someone in the crowd. A young lady is crying into her hands, desperately begging for a redo. I look towards the small girl onstage. She's fourteen and kinda cute. I mean... not that I'm attracted to her. That's different, I think.

"Garret Fisher."

That's when my whole world crashed.

Kylie Blair POV

"I don't know how? Or more so, why? We didn't do anything wrong."

"Clair, calm down."

She's sobbing uncontrollably. Should I be more upset?

She collects herself," Our parents were secretly trying to start an uprising in district 8." She pauses, collecting memories of her past," It failed before it started. They were kkilled. But because we didn't know, we were spared. I was nine. You were four."

Oh. That's why she didn't say anything before this. I hesitantly say," So there was an uprising?"

"Actually, a proposed uprising. Nothing happened, but they were still killed."

"Then why didn't the people object!"

She sharply fires back," Don't say anything like that ever again!"

An eerie silence falls over us, but I say," Idon't think that's the reason I was picked."

"Maybe, but I just have a feeling that it is."

So the place that killed my parents, are going to kill me to. So much for living in district 9 all of my life.

Garret Fisher POV

This shouldn't be happening. I, I don't deserve this. I've stayed safe my whole life. I didn't miss anyone off, I always was polite, and I even prepared for everything, except this. To go into the Hunger Games? No one, besides careers, prepare for the Hunger Games. Sure, I can use a scythe, but what's that compared to a 6'4 two hundred pound career that's swinging a mace at my skull.

"It's okay. You'll be fine."

My mom is more talking to herself more than me right now. Besides that, my family has been silent. But what are they supposed to say? Nice knowing you? I can, but I won't win. Technically, if I can outlast everyone else, I can win this, but the chances are unlikely. So, do I accept my doom? Or do I take a chance and go down swinging?

Authors Note: I know, not quite as interesting. But, give it time. I have plans for all of my tributes. So, here are some questions, as usual.

1. Favorite tribute?

2. Just curious, do you have any suggestions?

Remember, constructive criticism welcomed. It's a learning process for me, so I'd really appreciate the feedback. Anyway, talk to you guys in district 10. :P