District 11 Reaping's here I come! Update: By the by, I need interview personalities please! I forgot to mention that in the tribute form, so if you'll just review and tell me your tributes interview personalities, I would greatly appreciate it!

Disclaimer: Suzanne Collins

Ardmin Casiere's POV

Being in love with the Peacekeeper's daughter is somewhat of a problem for me. I like her because she likes me. But our love with never be possible. Her father hates me with all of his guts, and no matter what she says, his feelings haven't changed. Whenever we meet in the Meadow, whenever her father has duty at the Justice Building, she always wants to hear me play my flute. I love the flute, and have a special talent with it.

I play it for her everyday, and she just closes her eyes and let's the music envelope her. My parents had a love for music as well, before they died in a fire. Whenever I'm done harvesting the crops I always run home before my brother and sister get there and play my flute. They say it's a girly instrument, but I think otherwise. It helps distract me from the screams of the daily whippings, and make me forget the horrible Capitol and Games.

I stand in my sixteen-year-old section, long around, and close my eyes.

Cyme's POV

I have never hated anybody in my life before, not my older siblings, or the town bully, or even the Peacekeepers. I honestly believe that they are just doing their job.

I only fear stuff, like death, and bears. Oh, I hate bears so much! Something about them just rubs me the wrong way. I like talking to people and animals though. It just calms me, makes me forget what a weary day I had, or whenever the death of my father hits me in the gut again.

I stand in my fifteen-year-old section and anxiously await the announcing of the tributes. It's the worst time of year, seeing two kids going off to certain death. That's what I fear most. Death. Ever since my father died, I've practically been scared to death of it, no pun intended.

I close my eyes.

Ardmin Casiere's POV

I open my eyes when I hear my name. Did they just call me? I think they did, because the Peacekeepers' are nudging be with their guns. I turn around and see my girl's father staring at me in the eyes, and while he doesn't say anything I think I see a glint of hurt in his eyes, as if he really did care about me.

I gulp, and make my way to the stage, shake hands with our escort, and sit down. How could this possibly get any worse?

Cyme's POV

I see him rise up and climb the stairs to the stage, and sit down. But I watch as his eyes travel and meet the eyes of a young girl about his age, and pain reflects in both their eyes. Did they have a thing, the daughter of a Peacekeeper, and a commonfolk?

What is this world coming to?

I can see how much they love each other, even though it may be secret. I can't deny my sympathy. I see our escort pull out a slip of paper and call a name that isn't mine.

Ardmin Casiere's POV

I hear her name and almost collapse right then and there. Because they just called the name of my only love. I stand up, and give an agonized scream. She gulps and walks up.

But then I hear a loud, "I volunteer!" from the crowd, and I look around in astonishment as I find my savior, the person who saved my girl's life. I see her emerge and my face drains of color, as little that was left. Because I don't want to kill this girl. She's sweet, and kind, and has saved me multiple times from the wrath of my girl's father, without really realizing it.

She comes up, shakes hands with our escort, and sits down next to me. She looks at me and something about her changes. Her pupils dilate, her face drains of color, and her whole body becomes frigidity, as if she is shaking from cold. Yes, oh yes, this could get a whole lot worse.

A/N: ALERT! PLEASE READ!

I'm sorry to everyone who is reading this story, but there will be a delay for I don't know how long. I'm having some computer issues. I have a Macbook, and as you hopefully know, it doesn't come with Microsoft Word, it comes with Pages, which FanFiction doesn't accept. I've been on a trial run with Microsoft Word, but it's expired. So I'll try to download it, but it's really expensive, so until then, this story is on hold. I will update you through this chapter every week to let you know what's going on. I'm sorry for the delay, but it can't be helped. I might add on to this chapter, since I can edit through FanFiction, so I might do that, but it will take time. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience and feel free to PM me if you have any problems. Sorry, again.

~WaterOnIce