Not a lot of reviews last chapter :(. I got some inspiration for this chapter from a hike (I know it sounds awful) but when I got to the top, the view was spectacular. So district 7. Also, congrats to LittleBitNerdy for getting my reference. One of your tributes will get something in the Games.

Denver Collins POV

The smell of pines greets me as it does every morning, as if today isn't any different. Although, this is my last Reaping. No more worries that I might be chosen. I smile and get up out of bed and go to my open window. The familiar sight of an endless scape of green caps enters my vision. You could just lose yourself looking at it, and even more so if you go in. You just have to remember that you have to go back.

I feel like I've lived in the forests for all my life. That's not true though. My father was once the Mayor of District 7. When I was 5, I was diagnosed with cancer. Getting the treatment I needed bankrupted my father, and he was forced to vacate his position as Mayor. We moved to an area where the woodsmen and lumberjacks lived. I felt more at home there than I did in the Mayor's house.

I was getting to know the forest 3 years after I was clean. I would rush through the forests and mark which ones needed to be cut down. I found a whole new world out in the forest. I felt…free. When I turned 11, I started working a regular lumberjack. I've been in the woods ever since.

I move away from the window and throw on khaki pants, and a blue polo to match my eyes. I head down the stairs. Mom is waiting for me. I hug her.

"It's the last one." I say confidently. The door suddenly swings open and my father comes in, sweaty and dirty. I think it's amazing that he went from being the richest in the district down to here. But he's treated as an equal down here, and that's what he wants. And he sure pulls his weight.

"Hey dad! You know, you didn't have to work all night." I say.

"Well we have some extra work to get done, otherwise the peacekeepers will be down on as soon as the Reapings are over."

"I can go finish up for you!" I say.

"Honey, no. You just dressed up." My mom says.

"Then I'll just wear something else!" I call as I run out the door. I head to my friend Aple's house.

"Hello.." he says as the door opens. Aple is completely naked.

"God, put some clothes on!" I say averting my eyes.

"Sorry, I met someone last night." He says going back inside.

"It's like you meet sometime every night!" I yell into the house.

"Shh, not so loud!" Aple says as he comes outside, still putting a shirt on.

"Come on, we have some trees to chop."

"But it's the Reapings!" He complains.

"Did that stop you from having sex last night?"

"What, she needed some comfort. Well, comfort from mister long and-"

"That's enough." I say covering his mouth. We head into the forest. I find the few marked trees that are left. They aren't that big. I grab an axe and approach the first tree. I pull off shirt and place it on the ground.

"Dude, you should be doing that more often and in front of girls. Why do they keep breaking up with you?" Aple says leaning on the tree.

"Because they say that I'm too sweet." I say between chops.

"That's why you need less of that and more this!" He begins to hump a nearby tree.

"That's a new low even for you." I say laughing. I finish up and put on my shirt. I said I would brought other clothes but I didn't have the time, especially since we have to get to the Reapings now. Aple and I race to square. I win of course with my years as a tree signer on my side. We check in for the last time.

A muscular looking girl with auburn hair volunteers! Why would she do that? She says her name is Callie Blu. I wonder why she volunteered. The boy is reaped in no time. I'm just waiting to go home and celebrate with the other 18 year-olds.

"Denver Collins." I can't believe it. My last year. I have to try to remain calm. I walk up to the stage. I feel like I walking the long walk to the gallows.

My family says a tearful goodbye, and my father gives me some advice about what to do in the Games. Aple tells me to act sexy in the Games, but I don't know if that's who I want to be. But it could be my only chance of survival. Everything I thought I knew about life is gone. I beat Cancer, but can I beat the Games?

Callandra "Callie" Blu POV

Falling. Every day. Every Hour. It's all I see. Him falling from the cliff over, and over. The helplessness, the grief.

I sit on top of a cliff, hills, forests and mountains surrounding me. I look across a large gap to the other cliff, which is just next to this one. I still see my father jumping from that cliff to come over to mine, and how he fell a year ago. If only I had reached out and grabbed him, or warned hi, not to, maybe things would be different.

I hike up here every morning. People would probably say it's not healthy to return to this place, but it's where my father and I spent so much time together. I was depressed. So depressed that my family had to get medicine for me. I recovered from the worst of it, but still every hour it comes.

In order to get my mind off the past, I turned to fighting. Fighting is my medication. I fought others countless times. I always win. When hand to hand combat got boring, weapons started turning up. Knives, shovels, axes, and even a mace which is believed to have come from a peacekeeper who enjoys this. I was given the honor of using the mace, so I'm pretty good. I'm still very skilled with axes though.

I start the long hike back to home. My family was called the ABC family before my father died. My brother Aaron, my other brother Braxton, me, my father Dayton, and my mother Eden. No one calls us that anymore since Dad died though.

I head home and change into a simple green dress to match my eyes. It contrasts nicely with my hair. My family and I walk to the Reapings together.

My mind races as the escort pulls out the name. I decide that I can't live like this. I need my medicine. I need to fight.

"I volunteer as tribute!" I say with confidence. What will my family say. The boy is reaped. He is muscular and has short black hair. I think I've seen him around district 7. Always with his sex obsessed friend. A shame, he was 18.

My family freaks out as I figured. I tell them it's the only way for me to move on. They give me some advice and say they can't lose another one. As they leave, I hear Braxton say something.

"Even if you win, your 'therapy' will be over."

Thanks to LittleBitNerdy for Callie and Jms2 for Denver!

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