Chapter 11: District 11 Reaping

Robby Bradshaw or 'Fred; woke up early smiling, he quickly dressed and ate before heading to his friend Stacy's house. She ran out and hugged him tightly.

"Fred!" She screamed happily, he smiled and hugged her back.

"So what's up?" He asked her, she just smiled and pulled him inside, he waved at her mother who laughed at her daughters excitement. They stopped inside Stacy's room and she instructed him to sit on her bed while ran to the bathroom, she returned ten minutes later in a sea foam green dress that hugged her curvy figure, she wore white silk gloves that reached to her elbows, and matching three inch heels.

"So... how do I look?" She asked, twirling gracefully, he sat there and a smile crossed his face.

"Stunning." He assured her, she squealed happily and grabbed his hand, dragging him down the stairs.

"Bye mom!" She called over her shoulder, she dragged Fred to a small alley with two milk crates turned over, and a card table set in between them. There was a bottle of red wine, half gone sitting on the table along with a steaming plate of sugar cookies. They sat down and Stacy poured them each a large glass of wine and she held hers in the air.

"To my best friend in the whole world." She said, clinking her glass with his, he smiled happily and drank, he loved Stacy, she was the little sister he'd always wanted. After an hour of joking and becoming very buzzed they walked into the town square to find the reapings had already started. Stacy held an unsteady finger to her lips and instructed Fred to remain quiet, he nodded and she slipped off into the fourteens section while he walked to the sixteens.

Marvin, their escort, stood on the small wooden stage and talked in a dull, lifeless voice.

"Stacy Glaze." He called suddenly, Stacy wobbled onto the stage, she looked like she wasn't altogether there, like her mind was someplace else.

"Robert Bradshaw" Was called next, Fred walked onto the stage and shook Marvin's hand, then Stacy leaned over and vomited all over the stage.


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