District 6 Reaping:
"Lindsy, turn it off! Can't you see you're scarring Fem?" said Lindsy Rechner's sister Amar. "No, it's ok. I'm not worried," said their youngest sister Fem after watching the announcement. Lindsy grabbed the remote and turned off the television. Her blue eyes looked at the little twelve year old that was trying so hard not to show her fear. She walked over and sat down beside the girl. "You won't go to the Hunger Games. I promise you that," said Lindsy while squeezing her sister tight. "You can't promise her anything Lindsy. If you're chosen you're chosen," said Amar annoyed with her two younger sisters. "Oh, Amar. Can't you make your last Reaping memorable?" said Lindsy rolling her eyes at her negative sister. Her sister is eighteen and would soon be exempt from the Reaping for good. But Lindsy was a mere fourteen year old, and Fem only twelve. Amar flipped her red hair, "Memorable, eh? None could be as memorable as the 198th Reaping," she said training her green eyes on the floor. Lindsy suddenly felt guilty, because two years ago Amar's boyfriend was chosen for the Games. He actually made it to the top three, but he stumbled upon a snare and was hoisted into the air by one leg. The girl from District 2 found him and gave him a slow and very painful death. Amar had acted different ever since.
"You girls go get ready, your father and I will meet you at the square," said her mother behind them. "Hurry up now, and no fooling around," added their father. Then they close the door behind them. "Well, let's not keep the entertainment waiting," said Amar coldly. She then turned and walked up the steps to her room. Fem looked at Lindsy, "Why does she hold on to that?" she asked. "Amar just needs a bit more time. It's not every day that someone you love gets chosen for the Reaping," reminded Lindsy. "I know it's just that…I miss the old Amar," said Fem. "So do I Fem. Come on, let's go get ready." Lindsy took her sister's pale hand in her tan one and pulled her up the steps after Amar. Since they have a nice sized house they all have separate bed rooms. Lindsy gets ready by wearing a dark green sun dress and black sandals. She pulled her golden brown hair back in a high pony tail. "There, good enough for the Capitol. What do you think Jinks?" said Lindsy to her orange cat perched in the window. The cat's yellow eyes study Lindsy as she twirled. He replied with a meow that could only be praise. "I thought so," said Lindsy. Then she opened her door and headed down stairs.
She waited for a few more minutes before Fem galloped down the steps in her short pink dress. "Where's Amar?" asked Fem. "Wasn't she in her room?" asked Lindsy. "No, I thought she was down here with you," said Fem growing worried. "Maybe she already left. You know how she wants to be alone when memories of you know who hit her," said Lindsy. "Yea, well we should hurry if we want to catch up with her," said Fem. The two girls head out the door and seep into the streets that are now cluttered with people. "My gosh, it's pact to the max," said Lindsy pulling her sister closer to her. When they finally make it to the square they find their parents anxiously waiting for them. "Hey, where's Amar?" asked Fem. "We haven't seen her," said her father puzzled. "Oh, I'm sure she'll show up. You girls go get in line," said her mother. The two girls push through the crowd to the appointed spot and wait for their sister who is nowhere to be found.
In another part of the busy city square Astrid Giovanni waits patiently for the Reaping to begin. She's tall with red and golden hair that falls down her shoulders with ease. She scanned the stage for her father, the mayor, anxious to get the Reaping going. She crossed her arms in a moody way because patience just isn't her thing. Her snow white skin burned in the heat of District 6 which never seems to ever be cold. Her green eyes search for the annoying Capitol person who is going to draw the names from the Reaping bowl. She had waited a long time for this day. She had wanted to be a tribute her whole life because of her deep desire to be victor. She knew that volunteering as a twelve year old would be foolish and that waiting until she was seventeen would be a good strategy. She had the good fortune to be trained by a coach for the Games because her father wanted her to be prepared just in case she was chosen. But all it did was make her want to go even more.
She's relieved when a scraggly young Capitol boy leaped on stage. "Hello and welcome to all of District 6! I'm so excited for this year's Reaping that I could just die my hair red!" he exclaimed chuckling his stupid little butt off. His hair was a nauseous shade of orange that made Astrid want to punch him. His skin is a lovely colored pink that is speckled in snow flake tattoos.
He walked over to the Reaping bowl and pulled out a name that he stared at for at least ten seconds. Everyone held their breath, crossed their fingers, and clenched their teeth. "The first female tribute is…Clare Mega," he said happily. The crowd parted for a beautiful golden skinned girl with long blond angel hair that flowed behind her. She barely took a step before Astrid made her move, "I volunteer as tribute!" she yelled. The gorgeous girl fainted with relief and a handful of guys rush in to catch her. Astrid kept a straight but determined face as she climbed the steps to the weird Capitol boy. Her father stared at her in shock. "No, there must be a mistake she would never…," but the mayor is stopped by his own words because he knows it's no use. "Anything to say?" asked the Capitol man to Astrid. "Yes, I would like to say that I always had every intension of being in the Games eventually. This year just feels right," she said with a menacing smile. "Good for you! Now let's see who will join miss…." "My name is Astrid Giovanni," she corrected him. "Right, let's move on." He dug his hand deep into the bowl. "Amar Rechner!" he yelled out.
Lindsy whipped her head from side to side searching for her older sister. Fem just shook her head crying. A few seconds go by and still no one can seem to find Amar. "Amar Rechner?" called out the boy again, but still no Amar. A peacekeeper walked onto the stage and whispered something in the distraught mayor's ear. The mayor got up and walked to the front of the stage. "If miss Amar Rechner does not show herself she will be shot on site," he said. Lindsy shoots her hand up before she even knew what she was doing. "I volunteer in the place of Amar Rechner!" she yelled in a broken voice. "I love you Fem," said Lindsy kissing her sister on the head. Then she walked to the stage in sorrow as the crowd frantically searched for Amar. Lindsy stood next to Astrid and stared out into the crowd. "Want to say something?" asked the Capitol boy. Lindsy stared at him with those piercing blue eyes. "Alright then, please shake hands. The two girls shake and stare out at the crowd. That's when Lindsy sees her. She was wearing a dark black trench coat that covered her from head to toe. She wore a black shaded hat on her head. The only thing visible is her bright green eyes that Lindsy would know anywhere. She then realized that her own sister just let her take her place in The Hunger Games.