Here is chapter 10 everyone! The District 9 reapings! Please enjoy and review!

Mallory "Mallie" Greene (15), District 9 POV

I walked clumsily through the labyrinth of wheat that stood just barely taller than me. I came to a sudden crossroad, and my purple eyes shifted from left to right many times. I didn't know which way I should go. Which way was the right way? I needed to find her fast, or else she would be killed. I suddenly heard a loud shriek coming from my left, and I instantly knew where she was.

I took the path on the left, and my feet ran as fast as they could go. My curly blonde pigtails swayed in the wind as I ran, and the wheat stocks seemed to dance around me like they were pointing the way. I kept running, and I found myself a little short on breath. I needed to get to her now though, or else it would be too late. I heard another scream echo throughout my ears, and I started running faster.

I finally saw two figures in the distance, and I realized I had made it. I took a final sprint and I suddenly burst out into a clearing that stood in the middle of the wheat field. The two figures suddenly looked at me, and I pulled out my sword slowly. I ran quickly towards the monster, and I slashed it over and over with my sword until it stopped moving forever.

I looked over to the princess, and she screamed in happiness. She ran over to me and hugged me tightly. Her head only reached my stomach, and I smiled at her cute small figure. She hugged me tighter, and I suddenly dropped my wooden sword to the ground. "You saved me Mallie!" my little sister Katie said as she let go of me. I turned towards my other sister Kellie who was standing up from the ground.

"Don't be so agressive next time Mallie." Kellie said as she brushed some dirt off her clothes. I only laughed at her comment. "Oh Kellie." I said. "That's how it's supposed to go. I find the princess, and then I save her by slaying the evil monster.". Kellie looked at me weirdly before smiling softly. "Okay Mallie." she said. "Just be less rough next time I'm the monster, okay?"

"Okay." I said as I crossed my fingers and smiled brightly. "Now let's to home. The reapings start in two hours."

"I don't want to go to the reapings!" Katie suddenly shouted. "They're no fun!"

"I know Princess." I said. "Just be happy that you don't get to be chosen."

"I know." she said quietly. "I'm scared though Mallie. I don't ever want to have to be a part of it."

"I know Princess." I say. "But you still have six years in front of you. Stop thinking about the future and think about what's happening right now."

"Okay." she said again.

The three of us walked through the wheat field together, and we made our way home soon. I actually knew each path that led through the wheat field in reality. I just pretended like I didn't know whenever I played "save the princess" with my younger sisters Kellie and Katie. Katie was only six years old, while Kellie was only ten. They were my life, and if anything ever happened to them I wouldn't know what to do.

We finally made it to the house, and I let Katie and Kellie run away to my mother Sparca. She was the one who always took care of them and got them ready for the reaping. She was kind of depressed right now though, and she seemed to get more depressed every day. It was my father Lido who caused her to act this way. He ran away from us four years ago. It's like he just disappeared.

I walked up slowly to my room in the attic, and I shut the door behind me. I guess it was time to get ready for the reaping now. The town square was a good hour away, and I didn't want to be late. I changed into my reaping outfit fast, and I looked around at all the pictures I had in my room. I had pictures of all my friends. My friends were Elanna, Anne, Sarah, and Kacey. I sort of had a crush on Kacey for years, but I would never let him know that.

I walked back out of my room, and climbed down the small wooden ladder that led up to the attic, or my room. My family was very poor, but we made a living from the wheat farm that we owned. My mother would harvest it, and we would get fair money. I soon found myself at the front door waiting for my mom and sisters. Even though I knew I wasn't going to be chosen, I was still a little scared.

Drayden Dimes (16), District 9 POV

I walked down the empty hallways of the school, and I was currently humming a little tune I had heard before. It wasn't a common tune, but it wasn't unheard of. It was actually a melody that was frowned upon in the Capitol, but I only ever hummed it in private. I had my hands in my jean pockets, and I looked around the hallway as I walked to my locker.

I was considered a weird kid here in District nine. I wasn't popular, I wasn't normal, and the worst part was that I wasn't even considered a nerd. I was considered a creep to most people, but I didn't care. I liked to keep to myself anyways. A friend would be nice, but I didn't have any. Even my little sister Daisy thought I was weird and she kept her distance from me.

I would soon become a harvester when I was eighteen with my mother Katja, but that was still two years away. I was currently the janitor's assistant here at school, so maybe that was why people thought I was weird. I had keys to the school, and I always found myself wandering the hallways whenever school was out or during the night. School was just my place to relax, and to escape from home.

My mother was a nice person, and so was my father Burgh. My mom was always so busy working though, and Dad was always keeping to himself with his freaky bug collection. He was one person in District nine who was considered a weirdo, just like I was. I kept walking down the halls and I saw a spider hanging from the ceiling. I thought of my dad for a second, and thought of how he would think this spider was miraculous or something.

I finally made my way to my locker, and I stopped once i was in front of it. I silently turned the dile of the combination lock, and after I turned it right for a last time it finally clicked open. I opened up the dusty green locker to find my belongings stashed away inside. I saw some pencils, a notebook, a sciene book, and even a banana peel that was rotting in the corner.

I then picked up the small ring that I had found a couple months ago in my own locker. I don't know how it got there, but I enjoyed looking at it and wearing it. I slid the silver ring on my pointer finger, and then I looked at it closely. There was a wolf shaped onto the ring, and it seemed to stare up at whoever wore it. I always found wolves interesting.

I actually thought of myself as a wolf in some way. I was very lonely sometimes, but I could also be agressive. I guess I kind of looked like a wolf too somewhat. Half of my hair was a snowy white color, while the other half was a dark grey color. I had big deep blue eyes, and my nose was more rounded than other people's noses usually were.

I then slammed the locker shut and started walking back towards the front doors of the school. I looked around to make sure no one was here. You could never be too sure if someone was watching you. I wasn't exactly supposed to be in the school even though I was given keys. The janitor didn't really care what I did though, so he didn't say anything the times that he caught me.

I finally walked back outside, and I then locked the doors behind me. I looked around the town, and noticed that no one was around. I guess most people were getting ready for the reaping. I looked down at my silver wrist-watch and noticed it was nine in the morning. The reapings would start in an hour or so, and I still hadn't changed into my reaping outfit.

I made my way home fast because I didn't live too far away from the school. I changed into my reaping outfit and I looked at myself in the mirror. I had my hair combed neatly and parted where the colors divided. I wore a grey collored shirt, and some white faded jeans. I then put on some grey dress shoes to match my shirt. I walked downstairs and awaited the rest of my family to go. I sighed loudly once I realized that there was a chance that I could be reaped.

Piper Colburn (17), District 9 POV

I slowly walked behind my parents and little brother. I looked around at all the people who were walking by us. Some of them looked familiar, but others I had never seen before in my life. I looked straight ahead at my family again and smiled brightly at them. I loved them with all my heart, and they were the only people I really cared about. I only had one friend named Demetria, and she was the only exception besides my family.

It was kind of windy for some reason, but I didn't mind. It was hot outside, so it was nice to have a little breeze. My short brown hair curled over my ears, and it flowed a little bit in the wind. My mint green eyes looked around the area, but I didn't see Demetria anywhere. Maybe she was already at the reaping. It did start in a bit, so it would make sense if she was there already.

I instantly reached down into my dress pocket, and I then pulled out my wooden flute. I always loved playing the flute, but my family didn't have enough money to buy a nice one. My mother Helda stayed at home because she was currently pregnant. My father Dennis was just a harvester at one of the many wheat fields. All I had was this wooden flute, but it still worked so I was happy.

I brought the tip of the wooden flute up to my lips, and the taste was weird even though I had gotten used to it. I positioned my fingers across the many holes in the flute, and I finally began blowing into the little pipe. I smiled to myself as I played the flute, and the melody I was playing always calmed me down whenever I was going through something hard in my life.

I continued to play the flute as I walked, and my fingers kept going up and down as I played the song. My family was used to me playing the flute, but everyone else around me was watching me weirdly. I glanced at some of them, but they turned their heads away once they realized I was looking at them. I laughed a little to myself, and then I took a little break.

I took my lips off the flute and put it back in my dress pocket. Most people were still looking at me weirdly, but I only smiled brighter to myself. I had learned to ignore people who thought I was different, which meant I learned to pretty much ignore everyone. Everyone at school spread rumours about me, but Demetria always defended me because she was my friend. A lot of the kids even nicknamed me "FreckleFace" because my entire face was covered in freckles. It was like someone grabbed a paintbrush, dipped it in brown paint, and then splattered it all over my face.

I looked around the area again, and I noticed that we had finally made it to the town square. Big monitors were placed around, and big lights were shining down onto the stage. Peacekeepers were standing around watching everyone, and the camera crew was finishing up whatever they were doing. I smiled to myself again because I knew the odds would be in my favor again. They always had been, and they always will be.

I got into the line that let you sign-in, and then I put my hands in my dress pockets. I started swaying back and forth while I whistled the tune I had been previously been playing on my flute. Some kids in line were looking at me weirdly again, but all I did was smile and wave at them. They finally stopped looking at me, and I once again smiled even wider. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder and I instantly turned around.

"Hey there Piper!" Demetria suddenly said. I smiled at her instantly, and then we hugged each other tightly. Demetria had orange hair tied into a bun, and she had lots of freckles just like I did. We were like twins except for our hair of course. "How are you today?" she asked.

"I'm doing okey-dokey okay!" I spit out loudly. "How about you Demi?" Demetria suddenly laughed out loud, and I couldn't help but to laugh with her. "I'm doing super-dooper fantabulous!" she replied. "Are you ready for the reapings? Because I'm sure not."

"I don't think anyone really is ever ready for the reapings." I replied back as I frowned.

Maize Andrews (12), District 9 POV

I stood in the front row of the twelve year olds section, which meant I was right in the front of the stage. This was my very first reaping, and I was horrified of what was going to happen. My name was only in there once though, so I probably wouldn't be called. I knew lots of people who had gone through all their reapings without being called. All the adults here were examples of that.

The introductional video started playing, and the music echoed in my ears. I looked over to my right to see my girlfriend Aluma standing. She was also twelve, and we had been together for two months now. People thought it was weird that we were together because we were so young, but love knows no age or limit. Aluma was also in the front row of the girl's section, and I could tell she was just as scared as I was.

I turned my attention back to the introductional video, and it was saying something about District thirteen and how they really destroyed it for real instead of the first time where they lied about it. I looked backwards to see if I could see my family, but I couldn't no matter how hard I tried. My father Zach was my best friend, and he worked at a grain processing factory. My family actually lived in the factory to save money, and that didn't go over to well with my mother.

My mother was named Janette, and she was the worst mother someone could ask for. She didn't care at all about my father or me, and most of the time she was either drunk or sleeping. She was horrible, and she knew it. I guess the truth can hurt, and sometimes knowing the truth can make you do things you don't mean to do. I had learned to ignore and avoid her though, so I was pretty happy with my life.

The introductional video soon ended, and the escort soon walked over to the microphone. My hazel eyes widend, and I scratched my sunburn on the back of my neck once I realized this was actually happening. I watched as the escort reached into the girl's bowl, and then pull out a name. He took a while to unfold it, but he soon read out the name. "Mallory Greene!" he called out. I watched a fifteen year old girl with blonde pigtails and purple eyes walk up to the stage looking terrifed. She starting crying, but the escort soon shushed her.

The escort then pulled out another slip of paper, and the crowd went silent again. I ran my fingers across my face in fear, and I could easily feel the deep cut on my cheek that I had gotten from a knife accident a while back. "Piper Colburn!" he called out. I watched a rather short seventeen year old girl with short brown hair and mint green eyes walk up to the stage. She looked strong, but she was clentching her teeth, and she was grasping something tightly in her brown dress pocket.

The escort seemed delighted for some reason, but all I felt was dread and fear running through my small veins. The escort with the spiked up golden hair soon strolled over the boy's side of the stage, and my anxienty started getting the better of me. My heart was beating hard in my chest, and I felt short of breath even though I hadn't been running or anything.

He finally reached inside the bowl, and once again took out another piece of paper. He unfolded it fast, but he didn't say the name at first. I felt the wind brush against my scalp, and I felt shivers run down my spine. I had ruffled sandy-brown hair that I had buzzed cut a couple of weeks ago. The escort then finally broke the silence. "Drayden Dimes!" he called out.

I watched a sixteen year old boy walk up to the stage looking confident. He looked kind if weird though because half of his hair was grey, and the other half was white. His eyes were big and blue, and his nose looked a little round for some reason. He soon took his spot next to the two girls, and then the escort continued by pulling out one last name from the glass bowl.

"Maize Andrews!" he called out. "I instantly froze on the inside, but my body seemed to work on its own. I walked up to the stage with tears in my eyes, and I saw my dad being held back by some peacekeepers. Aluma was crying, and she was on her knees burying herself in her hands. I looked back towards the escort, and he announced our names one last time. We all shook hands, and then we entered the Justice Building like any other tribute would.

End of Chapter 10

There was chapter 10! The District 9 reapings! Hope you all enjoyed it! I know! 2 updates in only 1 day! How is this possible?! It's possible when you're sick and stuck home all day with nothing to do haha! Well anyways, how did you guys like my characters of Drayden and Piper? How did I do on Maize and Mallory? Hope you enjoyed them all! The next chapter will be the District 10 reapings! Only 3 more reaping chapters left! Yay! There's a new poll up on my page peeps! Go look at it and take it! Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed, and please be so kind to REVIEW! :) Until next time...