A/N: Hey guys sorry it's been so long i have just been swamped with school don't worry just one more week! YAY! Oh and I'll try to keep updating quickly but it's finals so i make no promises... Also sorry that this one is so short i hope you still like it anyways! Let me know what you think in a REVIEW! I want to know what you think and if you review i will! Oh and I'll probs want to keep your character around longer if you do... Just sayin' So anyways here is district one! I tried to come up with a title that would work for both tributes but i couldn't so i just based it off of one... Which you ask? Well read to find out! SO let me know if you like it and yeah enjoy! :)
Felicity Lilia POV
I wake up and peer out of my window from the second floor over the fancy buildings of district 1. I hate the people in my district most of them are just self obsessed cocky and trained killers. I am not any of those things. Sure I will put effort into my looks but I'm not totally focused on them and the prospect of going into the games is terrifying! Those people who volunteer are practically suicidal I mean only like 15% of the people who volunteer ever make it out alive.
"Felicity time to start getting ready for the reaping!" My mother shouts from downstairs. I love her but she is just as self-obsessed as everyone else in this godforsaken district if only I lived in district 4 or 6 or any district where everyone actually has to work and doesn't spend all their time keeping up with weird fashions or criticizing others' looks. I pull myself out of bed and walk down the hallway and down the stair to where my mother is waiting. She smiles at me and hands me a nice big breakfast. My family is pretty well off I mean we're not rich by 1 or the capitol's standards but we are never starving and we can always afford nice new clothes. My mom likes that.
After I eat my mom leads me upstairs and I spend the next two hours in my room with her picking out a perfect outfit and doing my hair and make-up and making me look perfect for the reaping. Once we are done there is still thirty minutes until the reaping so I leave my mom to finish prettying herself up and head to my closest friend, Daria's, house. I knock on the door and she immediately opens and we run up to her room where we talk about non self-obsessive things and what's up with us until her parents yell at us to go to the reaping. I hate the reapings they are horrible and the worst is when all those self obsessed jerks volunteer.
I check in and Daria and her little brother Gleam follow in suit. Daria and I head to the 16 year old section and Gleam goes to the 14 year old section. The only good news about living in district 1 is that someone always volunteers for you if you get reaped. Well almost always. The mayor takes the stage and I try to appear interested in his speech but really I'd rather watch grass grow, it'd be less boring than this. After 15 minutes he is done and the escort comes up to pick the girl's name. Apparently neon colors and body piercings are in right now because she is literally covered in piercings on her ears, nose, and even on her lips! She is also wearing a neon blue wig with a neon yellow dress that is much less than flattering and neon pink knee high boots. Jeez I can't believe they let this lady be escort for such a prestigious district as one.
"Welcome district one and happy hunger games!" She screams in her shrill voice. This is met with a series of enthusiastic whoops and rounds of loud applause. It's sick. She finally calms everyone down and goes over to the reaping ball to grab the unlucky girl's name. Not that it will matter one pretty much always has a volunteer.
"Your female tribute for the 104th hunger games is…" Won't she just hurry up already say the name! "Felicity Lilia!" She happily announces. That's funny I think she just said my name… SHE SAID MY NAME! I'm in shock Daria is nudging me but my feet are rooted to the ground and after about a minute a peacekeeper comes over and literally drags me up to the stage. The escort asks for volunteers. Of course someone will volunteer for me! It's one after all. No one does though and that's when I really lose it, in my mind of course. I'm mentally screaming and tearing out my hair knowing that I will probably die but on the outside I'm starting to smile and I even wave at the crowd. What am I doing? Why am I waiting? I hate all of those people who don't have to go into the games and don't have to go and kill a bunch of kids and probably get killed in the process it's sick and gross and I want no part of it. Unfortunately that choice was not left up to me.
I am escorted back to the justice building and my mom and dad come in and say goodbye with little crying impressively. They wish me luck tell me they are supporting me and leave. Daria is more realistic she cries for a little, wishes me good luck and gives me a really big hung until the peacekeepers drag her out literally kicking and screaming. I have to admire that girl.
Cane Glitterson POV
"Come on Cane! You have to finish this before the reaping!" My mentor and best friend Hector yells at me egging me on in my weapons training. My last weapons training I, Cane Glitterson, will be volunteering today to continue my father's legacy of winning. I can do it, I've been training since I was 8 in the district 1 career program where my father, a former victor, helps to mentor other future victors like me. Of course I got Hector as my personal mentor and since he's my best friends it motivates me to do well all of the time.
"Good job that's all for today go get ready for the reaping you have twenty minutes" Hector says officially concluding our session. I grab some water and take a sip and then dump the other half down my face and sweaty neck. I sigh and then head out of the door to walk back to my house in victor's village. One upside to winning is that I won't have to move. Oh I can't wait until I come home a winner. I head to my room shower quickly pull on a fresh career program uniform and head down to the reaping.
After I check in and go to the 18 year old section I spot my other best friend Elysia. I walk up and tap her on the shoulder and laugh as she whirls trying to find me.
"Not funny Cane!" She frowns at me. "I really wish that you weren't going to volunteer today. What if you get killed?" she adds.
"I'll be fine don't worry I'll be back before you know it!" I confidently reassure her. We are very close and she is a really great friend but I just can't understand why she wouldn't want me to volunteer and not pursue the only chance I'll have for getting my own fame. This is one thing my dad can't do for me. I wish that she would just understand and go along with it instead of constantly nagging me about it.
We chat for a little while longer until the mayor takes the stage. I just ignore him and check out some of the other girls in my area. Maybe if I win I'll date them. Who knows I'll be so famous everyone will want me… I pull back to reality as some random 16 year old gets dragged up to the stage by a peacekeeper. When no one volunteers I admit I'm a little surprised. She seems shocked but pulls it together enough to smile and wave out at everyone. Perhaps she'll get some sponsors. Maybe she'll even make a good ally.
"Your male tribute is… Liam Knauts!" She shouts out unfazed by the less-than-satisfactory response of the last tribute picked. Before he can even make it out of his section I do what I have been preparing to do since I could hold a weapon.
"I volunteer!" I shout out running towards the stage. Once I get there I flash a winning smile out at the crowd and state my name "Cane Glitterson future hunger games champion!" I have no problem saying it they'll all find out soon. I'm up for this challenge beware all who get in my way I'm in it to win it. This will be a fun challenge…
My parents come into my goodbye room and wish me luck and give me fighting and sponsor winning tips before heading back out. They have no fears or doubts, I'll be back. Next to come is Elysia who is upset but not surprised. She wishes me luck and gives me a hug while I assure her that I'll be back soon and not in a box. I'm going to win. I keep telling myself that as I am escorted to the train. I'm glad that Hector will be here with me for this whole crazy and awesome ride. Don't worry district one I'll be back soon.