Mace Herriot - 15
I'm forcefully pushed into a dimly lit room. By two way too big to be normal hands. I quickly turn around and I'm met with a closed wooden door. I smile as I release I've actually done it, I'm actually going to the hunger games.I have never been this happy in my life.
I pace around the room. Going over strategies for the arena, Recalling how some of our past victors managed to win. District one is usually the weakest of the career District but normally manage get year will definitely be different, District one will be the strongest career District and will have a victor in the form of moi.
The wooden door opens and in the doorway is the one and only, Puck.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!" He rushes over to me and grabs my shirt. "You know it was my year to volunteer you little dweeb." His muscles are rippling through his shirt. "You shown me up in front of the whole District and especially my family." He's shouting in my face, veins bulging at his forehead.
The wooden door opens and Kane is standing in the doorway.
"Am I interrupting anything? I know you like it rough Mace but In the justice building? And here I am thinking you had standards" He says, in a joking tone.
"Puck was just telling me on how happy he was that I'm going to be representing the District this year. He's really caring once you get to know him, aren't you Puck?" I pat him on the head. His hands finally letting go of the top of my Shirt and letting me down.
Puck looks at us both and turns around and walks towards the door.
"You wont last a day in the arena Mace, this time next week you'll wish you stayed in your pathetic section in the reaping. Mark my words." He forcefully slams the door on his exit.
Kane turns to me, his eyes lighting up with delight. "Did you see your District partner? She definitely fuels my thirst for the Hunger games if you know what I mean"
"Kane you need to work on your jokes man, that was as stale as your personality." I add
"Thanks mate, Good to know you've got my back." He says sarcastically. "Moving on what do you plan on doing in the games?"
I'm about to answer before a peacekeeper comes in and starts dragging him out. "You'll just have to wait and see!" I shout before the door closes, leaving me alone with my thoughts yet again.
Not long after Kane my Father and Isaline comes in, Isia's face looking like it's on the edge of being proud and breaking down into tears. She runs over to me and I embrace her in my arms. I run my hand through her dark brown hair.
I look up to my father, his eyes are fixed firmly on the corner of the room. He looks like he's recalling something and I think I even catch a glimpse of regret in his fierce blue eyes.
Isia comes up from the Hug and says "Promise me you'll come home Mace? Please? Don't leave me here with him." She gestures towards my father, he spots this and looks at the floor.
I stand up and try to match my father's height, which is impossible seeing as I'm pretty small for my age and he's extremely tall.
"You better look after her whilst I'm gone, I don't care if whatever you did to make mum leave made you 'socially Distressed' you better love after her or you'll be kicked out of the house when I get back. Do you understand?"
He nods and looks at me in the eye. "I'm sorry Mace, I should have told you sooner." His voice sounds mythical, I haven't heard it in years. "You have a sister."
"Of course I have a sister! Are you delusional now?" I hissed in an angry tone and gesture towards Isaline.
"No, you have another sister." He starts. "Before you were born the Capitol needed workers, they came to the Districts and offered money for children." He sighs. "I sold your sister to the Capitol and that's the reason your mother left you."
I'm left staring at him blankly. The information hitting me like a brick wall. The door bangs open. And a peacekeeper walks in, telling my family that its time to leave.
"Don't you dare let anything happen to Isia." I growl at my father.
He nods. "Her name was Blye" I hear him shout as he walks through the door. As the door closes I let myself fall onto the couch. Letting the new information sink in. One thing worrying me more than anything. I can't let him do that again to Isia, I have to get home for both of us.
Arabella Turner - 17
I'm left wondering around the room, looking at the cliché pictures of the previous victors staring down at me. Arms folded, trying to look intimidating. I walk over to the bookshelf and grab the first book I see. It's in information book on past hunger games arenas.
On the 18th Hunger Games the arena was a freezing tundra, full of deadly plants and animals. This arena did not go down very with the Capitol audiences as many of the tributes died from frostbite and exposure, resulting in very little bloodshed.
I wince and put the book down, I can only hope the Head Gamemaker has a little imagination and doesn't put us in an arena as stale and tasteless as that one. I walk over and let myself Flop down onto the couch, still unsure of what just happened. Was I just reaped for the Hunger games? And no one volunteered?
As I'm left thinking about what Just happened the door slams open, revealing my whole family at the door. Elio runs over to me and hugs me.
"Arabella you're strong, strong like anyone from One. Join the careers, I don't care how much you hate them just join them." He shouts in my face, tears starting to form in his eyes. He realizes that and wipes his eyes with his sweater.
My father comes and sits beside me and puts his arm around me.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be there this morning, I heard shouting and you was already gone by the time I got down." He kisses my forehead and looks at my mother, who turns her head away from us.
Marisol comes rushing over to us.
"Why you cry? Did I do wrong?" She says innocently.
I smile and put her on me knee. "No Marisol, you did nothing wrong, I'm just going on a trip for a while that's all. And I might not be back for a while. But the main thing is that you need to stay strong and wait for me okay?" I say, tears forming in the corners of my eyes.
Elio comes over and takes Marisol off my knees and carries her. I give him a silent thank you as he just shrugs It off, God I'm going to miss him.
My mother finally says something. "You're not going to last a single day in the arena, District one doesn't stand a fucking chance this year. We're not going to miss you."
That's it, if I'm going to have to fight for my life in the arena I can at least give my mother a piece of my mind.
I'm about to say something but my father pipes up first.
"Don't you dare say that, Arabella is a fighter and you know that." He shouts at her
"I'm surprised you're even sober enough to come here, let alone make a sentence." I add
My mother just simply makes a groaning noise before walking out the room in a hurry, leaving me with my Brothers, Marisol and Father.
Seconds later the peacekeeper comes in, telling my family its time to go. Elio comes over and hugs me one last time before carrying Marisol out of the room, her waving bye at me. The door closes I know who's coming in next.
Matt opens the door and runs over to me, we embrace for a good minute before any of us start talking.
"Join the careers, your skills with a knife are incredible. Talk to your District partner, he seems nice enough."
"Did you see the way he looked at me?" I say, remembering the lust-filled eyes of his.
"Use it to your advantage, in the career alliance your district partner is probably the biggest ally you have."
There's a long silence before he pulls me in for a kiss. "I love you Arabella, and I want you to have this." He pulls out a bright purple diamond necklace. "It was my mother's when she was being reaped, she gave it to me and told me to give it to the one who has you closest to their heart. And I know that person is you."
I can't hold it back anymore and I cry onto his shoulder.
"Its beautiful, thank you." Words can't describe how happy I am, until then the peacekeeper comes in.
Matt quickly gets up, and walks towards the door, he turns his head before he leaves and shouts.
"Distance matters only to the mind, not the heart."
Acestes Cinnabar - 18
"That little"
"Oh Sweatie it wasn't that bad, it was only a kiss. You're over reacting." My mother cuts him off.
My parents are arguing whilst I lean back on the chair, the kiss that Dom planted on my cheek is still fresh in my father's mind. I think he thinks that It's going to effect my chances in the arena. In reality the only thing it effects is his ego.
"Aquamarine the people at the academy are going to think he's a pushover and that's going to effect us badly."
"No Colton it makes him look most desirable, that someone who volunteers for the games has the urge to kiss out beautiful son!" My mother bends down and kisses me on the forehead.
My father sighs, knowing that he can't win in an argument against my mother.
"When you get to the Capitol make the other Districts come over to you, don't make them know that you need them. Become a leader."
"I'm not a leader." I mutter under my breath.
"What was that Acestes?"
"I'm not a leader, I'm a sheep." I reply
"No son of mine is a sheep, you're not going to be shoved around by some fashionista and Fishermen. You're going to be the leader this year, do you understand?" He says, also shouting.
I sigh, when it comes to The Hunger Games whatever my father says is final, the only good thing I see in this is that when I get to the Capitol I'm free to do whatever I like without his go-ahead.
"Don't be too harsh on him Colton, he's going to become a Cinnabar victor you just watch him." My mother says in her sweet, caring tone.
My father looks at me, and then my mother and lets out a relieved sigh.
"I have faith in you Acestes, don't let me lose my faith." he says more relaxed
The peacekeeper opens the door "Time's up Colton." he says in a low, meaningless tone.
My mother hugs me one last time before her and father walk out, leaving me with nothing but my thoughts. I know no one else is coming to see me.
I go over to the door and peep through the tiny hole, I spot a huge line behind Domita's room. Today's going to be a long day.
Domitia Bedford - 17
"I can't believe you kissed him! What was it like?" My friend says, holding my hands and jumping up and down.
My other friend grabs me from behind and starts screaming with delight.
"You're going to do great Dom I know it! They wont even know what hit them."
"And by the time they do they'll be on the floor dead." I add
All my friends are giggling and laughing, telling me how I'm going to blow the capitol away. One of my better friends grabs my arm and pulls me closer to her.
"Don't make the same mistake of Invia please Dom. I don't want to lose another friend."
I think back to the day of two years ago, she went out hunting alone, her allies thought she was strong enough to make It back but there was an anti-career alliance that ambushed her, she was the first career to fall and left the remaining Partner open for a betrayal
I smile sweetly at her, "Don't worry Lucy, I'll make sure we're always together as a pack, even if it kills me" I joke.
"I don't think you understand the concept of the hunger games Dom." Lucy says smiling. "The idea is too not die!" she laughs as she finished the last word.
"Oh really? I literally never knew that thanks for Informing me on the concept on the Annual kill or be killed. You have opened my eyes after 17 years of living!" I say sarcastically.
"Oh shut up Dom."
The peacekeeper comes in and starts ordering everyone out, which is about 15 people. Lucy hugs me tightly before letting go. About 10 other people come over and embrace me in a hug, the peacekeeper trying to pry us all apart.
"Right, if you don't all get out now I'll be forced to Taser you all." The peacekeeper says in an intimidating tone.
Screams erupt from all around me and in a matter of seconds I'm left in the room with the peacekeeper.
"You don't even have a Taser do you?" I ask the peacekeeper, who towers over me.
"That information is classified to Tributes." He says as the peacekeeper walks out the room.
"Soon to be Victor." I correct him, they either didn't hear what I said or chose not to reply. Most likely the latter.
The door opens and Jason comes running in. My hands frantically move towards my neck and I'm relieved when I come across the necklace Jason gave me.
"Dom, Dommy!" He shouts innocently. "I saw you kiss the big man! Is he your new friend?"
I smile at him, his piercing blue eyes starting back into my grayish blue ones. "Yeah Jason, he's going on the trip with me. But he's definitely not coming back." I say far too nicely, a subtle way to hide death from a 6-year-old.
"Or he could return and Dom could stay. Or none could come back at all." My mother adds.
"Dom wouldn't do that! You'll defiantly come home wont you Dom? Tell her you wont leave us!" My brother shouts at both me and my mother.
"He's right Alana, she has a good chance in the arena. Don't you're little head off Jason, I know she'll be home in no time." These words coming from my father's mouth are really unexpected. I thank him as my mother starts talking again.
"I guess, Domitia just please be careful. I love you Dom and I don't want to see my baby be hurt. Please come home okay?" My mother says
I get on with my mother more than my father, I know she's doubtful if I can win but my father knows I can. I guess his attitude is finally rubbing off on her. I know I can win with my family on my side.
My father sits down next to me, "Do you remember what I said before in your room?" He asks.
"Don't hold attachments, if you're referring to Acestes don't worry, If he tries anything stupid he'll have his head on my sword as fast as he can raise his stupid axe." I tap my nose knowingly. "It's all part of my plan."
My father hugs me one last time before the peacekeeper comes in and tells my family to leave. Jason runs over to me and hugs my waist.
"Please come home Dommy, don't stay in the capitol." He says, tears in his eyes.
I rub his head in a caring way. "Don't worry your little butt off, you wont even notice me gone."
Jason starts giggling. "You said butt!" he says as he's being walked out by mother, who waves one last goodbye before I'm left with the same peacekeeper.
"How many other people are here to see me?" I ask him in a disproving tone.
He looks out the door and turns back to me.
"About 30 M'am."
I groan, just great. Today's going to be a long day.
Niall Mclellan - 13
I hear giggling and laughing from behind the door.
"Cat girl, Cat girl. Have fun in the games, the only way you'll have a chance is if the arena is a yarn of wool!" I hear girl shouting, presumably to my sister.
"Girls can you please leave? Or I'll have no choice but to use force" I hear a deep voice snap.
I hear the door slam and hurried footstep that gradually get fainter until they stop all together. I walk towards the door and open it, the big peacekeeper looking down back at me.
"Sir can you please get back into your room, we have to wait until we are allowed to leave."
I start crying. "Please mister! I want to see my sister!" I hug him around the waist.
He pries me off and him and forcefully pushes me into the room. The door slams behind me. Let's hope the Capitol believes it more than he did.
I walk around the bare room, the only thing in it is an old torn up couch, a few dusty paintings and the walls radiate defeat and grief, a perfect way to start my journey to the Capitol. From the cries of the previous dead tributes.
My mind drifts back to the boy who was called before me. The gaping bullet hole in his forehead, the terrified screams that roared around the District. A devious smile creeps onto my face. That peacekeeper deserved it, he deserved it for what they did to my parents. They would be here if it wasn't for them. I'm going to avenge my parents by winning the Hunger games. Even if it means my Sister's demise. It'll be worth it.
Tobias Trenton - 18
"Oh my baby" My mother wailed.
She brings her arms around me as I stare at the floor blankly, unsure whatever or not that just happened. She hugs me tightly, tears drenching my shoulder.
"It'll be ok mum, I'll come home don't worry about it." I say, reassuring her. When she should be reassuring me.
"Lucia it'll be okay, he's a fighter. If you'd have just came and saw his still with a sword you wouldn't be so distraught ." My father adds.
My mother lifts her head off my shoulder and smiles at me, her eyes red and puffy.
"I believe in you Tobias, please come home." She says, with pride in her voice.
I look over to my brother, he's standing behind my father, staring at the floor and tears falling from his eyes. I feel a pang of guilt in my chest. He must feel that its his fault I'm here.
"Felix" I say
He lifts up his head and his sea green eyes stare back into my matching ones. He's obviously been crying.
I open my arms out and he comes running over, tears falling down his face more rapidly now.
"I should of never made you promise to volunteer for me. Now you're going to have to risk you life for me."
"Don't worry Felix, I would have volunteered for you even if I didn't promise. I'll be home before you even notice me gone."
The whole family is just in an understanding silence, cherishing every minute we can get with each other. The peacekeeper comes in and Felix starts hugging me tighter. I whisper in his ear.
"It'll be okay Felix, trust me."
Felix finally lets go before my family gingerly walks towards the door. My father turns around looks at me.
"Grandfather would be proud."
I give him a thanking nod before he leaves. As soon as he leaves Marine comes barging through the door.
"I'm going to kill you Tobias!" She hissed at me. Before running over and kissing me.
"Marine killing doesn't start until the arena."
"Don't joke about that Tobias, I don't want to lose you." She cries.
"I'm sorry Marine, but you're not going to lose me. As long as you love me I'll use your love as a weapon."
Marine smiles. "Shut up Tobias, you talk too much." She complains. "I like how you've probably already made enemies before you've even got on the train. Fashion District? What were you thinking?"
I give her a playful smile. "It's only District eight, I doubt I'll be allies with any of them anyway."
"Do you have a Tribute token?" She asks me.
I shake my head, I guess I never thought I would need one.
She reaches into her handbag. And makes a humming sound
"You need something that will remind you of your family, as well as me. Felix loves the colour orange right?"
I nod. She continues rooting through her bag until she forcefully pulls out an orange earing, similar to the way the escort pulled out Felix's name.
"My friend bought me this, the colour orange never really appealed to me so I never wore it." She puts it into my hands and kisses me on the lips.
"Thank you Marine, words can't express how much I like it."
I pull her in for one last kiss, I wish the kiss would never end but Obviously the peacekeeper has to come in just as it starts.
She stands up, her gold hair flying in my face.
"Don't forget me Tobias."
"I would forget who I was before I ever forgot you." I reply as the door closes. Leaving me in the room alone with the one thing that means anything now. The memories of Home.
Nixie Marilla - 17
It takes everything I've got to not punch a hole into the wall. That cheeky little bitch of an escort thinking its fine to humiliate me in front of the District let alone the whole of Panem.
Miss did you do your hair yourself? it looks atrocious!
Since when was it the escorts job to insult the tributes. I think back to my District partner, Volunteering for the small person. It takes guts to volunteer, it must have been harder for him as he probably didn't plan on volunteering. I guess I respect him, and he did stick up for me which I guess is a good thing.
I hear footsteps behind me and I quickly turn around and in the doorway are my friends, most of them looking pretty proud. They walk over and congratulate me on making it this far.
They just boast about how it's their doing that I'm here. Is it? Of course it is, but I'll never give them the satisfaction of them knowing they helped me.
The 3 minutes of my 'friends' being in the room feels like 3 days and the peacekeeper coming in is the best thing that's happened all day. I give a half-hearted wave to my friends and let out a relieved sigh when the door closes.
I step up from the couch and go towards the window. The window is wide open and I can smell the sea breeze creeping through the window. I stare out the window and spot families walking past, smiling, looking relived. Probably thankful that their children wasn't reaped. District 4 is a bipolar District, most people train but don't start until their names been in the bowl a few times. Which is why most younger kids don't fare very well in the games from this District.
I hear the door creak open from behind me and I turn my head towards the sound and my family is standing in the middle of the room. Staring at me, blankly.
"Nixie why didn't you tell us?" My brother Caspain asks.
"You wouldn't have liked it, and you would have tried to stop me. Now you can't stop me all you can do is accept it." I say, far too nastily.
Caspian looks at me wide-eyed. "Why couldn't you tell me?" He asks, sounding betrayed.
I remember back to when he was born, I despised him. My parents had to work even more to get food on the table which ultimately drew us it was me left to look after him, in this time I grew to love him and I would do anything for my little brother.
"I did this for us Caspian, when I get back we'll live in a big house. You'll never have to train. You can be free."
"That still doesn't explain why you didn't tell me!" He shouts
I sigh. "I didn't want to tell you because I didn't know how you would react, I'm sorry." Caspian is the only person I'll ever apologies to, no one else really deserves it.
He walks over to me and hands me a pebble.
"I wanted to give you something to remember me by, I panicked and didn't know what to get you and I didn't want to run home. So I saw that and it looked beautiful and I hope its fine." He explained
I take if off him and thank him. The pebble is a dark blue shiny surface, it's an oval shape and its fairy small. It looks pretty.
My mother comes over and hugs me.
"Nixie me and your father believe you can win, we know you have it in you and you'll always have us on your side."She says unexpectedly.
I give her a nod before the peacekeeper comes in and tells everyone to leave. My family says their last goodbyes before leaving and I'm left alone in the room with only the sea breeze and a pebble as company. My hand clenches around the pebble. I'm not going to win for myself, or my parents, or my District. I'm going to win for Cas and no one else.
Thomas Gomez - 16
The door opens and my friends come piling in one by one until eventually the whole room is full with about 8 people, forming a circle around me.
"So what are we going to do?" one my friends say.
"What do you mean what are we going to do?" I reply.
"We're gonna have to break you outta here! We can't have our gang members die."
"What makes you think I'll die?" I point-out
Some of my friends start scratching their backs. "Well. . . you're shit at fighting."
"Excuse me?"
"You're. Shit. At. Fighting." They all say in time with each other. Sounding like a satanic chant.
"I'm shit compared to you, most of the people in there wont have punched anyone in their lives, and plus I can start an alliance and just have them have my back." I ranted. "Plus I might be good with like a bow or something?"
I'm met with laughs. "What are you, Robin hood or something? Please you wouldn't be able to lift it."
I'm about to argue back before he starts speaking again.
"But everyone chipped in to buy you something." He puts his hand into his back pocket and pulls out some cigarettes. "I know you said you're quitting and everything and we all know how well that'll turn out am I right?" He jokes.
He throws the packet at me and I catch them. "Do you think they'll let me have them in the arena?" I ask.
Murmurs and shouts are going around the room, everyone trying to think of something.
"Probably not, but hey you can have them before that right?"
I nod. "I'll have to hide them though, I'll probably get in a loud of shit if I'm found with them."
He walks over to me and gives me a pat on the back. "Then don't get caught."
"But yea Tom, every time you see the cigarettes just know that your gang is always looking out for you and we're all rooting for you."
"Make sure you give us the money back when you come home yo or we'll have no choice but to murder you."
I laugh. "Thanks, it really means a lot I guess."
We continue talking for the remaining minute before the peacekeeper comes in and orders everyone out. They exit with words like 'good luck' and the odd 'you'll need it' but it all means something, just knowing that I'll have people on my side is a good thing.
I'm left with the silence of the room, my families already came in which probably means I wont have any other visitors. The bulge that is the packet of cigarettes In my pocket is teasing me to open it and just 'have one'
No Tom, if you want to win The Hunger Games then you can at least stop smoking.
But I'm most likely going to die whatever I do, so I pull out a cigarette and I'm ready to light it until I panic and realize. I don't have a lighter! I start franticly looking for a lighter, searching my pockets, searching under the couch, under the bookshelves, even the table Goddamnit! There's not a lighter anywhere.
Just as I lose all hope I hear a knocking on the window, I turn around and notice one of my friends is there. I go to window and open it. He holds out his hand and shows me a lighter.
"We'll always have your back."
Alice Lachley - 15
I'm shaking, rocking myself. I feel a wave of anxiety come over me. My parents are arguing with each other in font of me.
"You should have gave her more work! She could have used it to her advantage! She's going to die in the bloodbath I can see it." My mother claimed.
"No I shouldn't have gave her any more work, she had enough anyway! We couldn't have done anything to prevent this." My father argues back. "All we can do is hope her killers kill her quick."
I slump back into my chair and fade out of the conversation, trying to get away from what's unfolding out in front of me. It's always been like this from an early age, my parents forcing every bit of work they get down my throat, then arguing that they should have done it differently, I guess its how they express their love.
They both leave without even being told to, they just walk out without saying bye. It's the thought that counts.
Olivia comes in next, tears in her eyes.
"Oh Alice I'm sorry this happened to you." She says, her voice hinting a really deep sadness.
I just let her cry on my shoulder, patting her back and staring at the ceiling. By the time she gets up my shoulder looks like it's had a jug of water poured over it.
"I saw Carson on my way here." She says. "He wanted me to tell you Good luck, he said he'll miss y-you."
"I'm going to Miss you Olivia. . . Thank you for being my friend." I stand up and give her a meaningful hug.
The peacekeeper comes in, telling Olivia to leave.
"I believe you can do it Alice, make the District proud."
Maxim Teslas 'Max' - 12
I'm still crying by the time my parents come in. They rush over to me and wrap me in their arms, humming to me as my mother cradles me.
"Mama I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" I shout. "Please don't make me go there!"
My mother has tears streaming down her face. "I'm so so sorry Maxim, I wish I could save you. I don't want to let my baby go."
Tears were falling down onto my face. I just kept crying on her arm. Holding it like it would save me from what's about to come.
"That girl's going to kill me!" I shout. "She's gonna target me at the start! I know it Mama."
"Shhh, she wont don't worry, she wont come anywhere near my precious little angel." She says as she smiles at me, tears still falling down her face.
My Dad crouches down next to me. "Son, I'm proud of you. Whatever happens in that arena you'll always be my Son." He says. "If you ever start to miss any of us in the Capitol, just look at something and think to yourself, 'My Papa made that'. Most of the time you'll be right."
The peacekeeper comes in and my mother starts crying louder, begging him to let her have longer. Just a minute longer she says. She's dragged out by the peacekeeper. Screaming my name the whole time. I'm going to die.
I lie down on the couch and face the back of it. I don't want to see the open space that is the room. I stare at the back of the couch for a good minute before the door opens behind me and Hayley and Bradly come in and move my feet off the couch, giving them a seat.
"I'm going to miss you Max. You have to come home." Bradly says emotionally.
I just stare at my shoes, not wanting to look at his face or I'll start crying again.
"Max my mother will help you. She's won it before I know she wont let anything bad happen to you. I know it." Hayley says reassuringly.
"She can't come in the arena with me, she can't stop that girl from killing me!" I shout, tears once again start falling.
She lifts up my head with her hand. "Max, my mother wont let that girl kill you. She wont let anyone kill you."
Her eyes drift down to my back pocket.
"Maxim Teslas do you have an idea what this is!?" She reaches into my back pocket and pulls out a clear liquid in a glass bottle.
I shake my head. "I ran into a shop and it was empty, so I stole some sweets and chocolate. But I saw that and it looked nice so I took it."
"Where's the chocolate?!" Bradly shouts at me.
"I ate it." I teased.
"Maxim this is an adult drink!" she utters. "Kids like us can't have it."
I see a plan starting to be made in her mind.
"I have an idea Max, you can join an alliance with that. Offer them the drink for your wellbeing and your set!" Hayley shouts, thinking her idea is the best one ever.
"So that drink could help me get home?"
She nods with glee.
"Give it back give it back!" I shout at her, grabbing the drink in my hands.
For the first time since my name was called, I feel hopeful that I can come out alive. Let's just hope Hayley's right. Or it could cost me my life.
Sam Dronem - 18
Nano comes barging in through the door. She spots me and literally dives on me with a hug.
"Sam I know you can do it, I've seen how well you can jump between buildings. You're a good runner! You can run away from people.
"I'll be fine, don't worry about me. I'll make it home before you even blink." I reassure her.
"Just letting you know, I'll be perfectly fine with you whatever happens in the arena. I'll always be your friend and that Teslas twerp deserves everything he gets. Do you understand me?"
"Are you telling me I should kill him? He's fucking 12!" I shout at her.
"Harry's dead because of him, my parents are dead because of him. He deserves it."
I'm left to take in her words. Kill him? I'm unsure of what to say before the peacekeeper comes in.
"He deserves everything he gets." She shouts in through the tiny gap before the door closes.
I try to put together everything she just said tug on the orange wire that's digging into my skin. Would Harry want me to? Before I can answer the question my Adoptive parents come in through th door.
"Oh Sam..." I hear my mother say. She comes over to me and wraps her arms around me. "We have faith in you, we know you can win."
"Sam." My father says. I turn to face him. "whatever happens in the arena, you'll always be our daughter. Not our adoptive daughter. You'll always be a Volts even if your name isn't."
Tears start forming in my eyes. "Thank you... You'll always be my real parents."
We all go in for a hug. Never wanting to let go. The all-so-familiar door opens, telling my parents its time to leave.
I say my goodbyes before the door closes and I'm left alone. My hand tracing the Orange wire that Harry gave me. I remember laughing, joking around with him. And then I remember the news of his death.
I've made me decision...That Teslas kid is going down.
Wooo long Chapter I'm sorry. This is only part one (Part 1 + 2 would of been up on Wednesday anyway so it doesn't change anything :P) Part 2 will be up on wednesday which will have District 7-12. The order of District's Pov will only happen in numeral order until the Captiol, so after the Train journey Povs will be in a random order. I only did one Pov for District 3 because the Povs would have been pretty similar and you even got to hear her only Visitor so win-win situation!
I think I'll keep the Poll up until the Chariots. Thanks to everyone's who's voted so far!
Thanks for reading! Reviews, constructive criticism and everything else is greatly appreciated!