YAY 2 N ONE DAY! All needed info for today is in the previous chapter. I realized I haven't done a disclaimer.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the hunger games or any of Suzanne Collins characters. (If I did, I would have a hot boyfriend named Cato)
The escort from district 11 was fairly normal. She had on a beautiful knee length dress covered in purple and pink and red fireworks. The only thing that wasn't normal is her bright orange flashing eyes. She quickly pulled a male slip "Grafis Gloan. Come on up."
"WAIT! NO, NO Grafis, no!" An eighteen year old screams. "I volunteer! I volunteer! Don't make him go! Take me." The boy ran his way up the stage.
"And your name…?"
"Gosmo Gloan"
"Ahhh, sibling love. So sweet. And now for the girl. Cpenia Sporo! Where are you?"
The 12 year old girl the cameras had found was frozen still completely with fear. The peacekeepers dragged her up and she finally seemed to wake up.
"DADDY, HELP!"
"Penny!" A man called, presumably her father, one of the richest men in the district. "Someone volunteer! I will pay you anything! Buy you anything! Someone just volunteer! Please!"
No one volunteered and the sniveling young girl was dragged up the stage. "Daddy." She wimpered. The cameras got another shot of the man, who was shaking his head. The screen suddenly looked like a black bear in the mid of the night.
Writing this chapter made me cry. : ( I love Penny. Well, I guess that's it for now. Byyee!
~Peetalover240