AN: the hunger games is not mine, I am just making an AU of the hunger games for a FF. Please do not read if you have not watched or read the hunger games. Now, I joy my FF!*
I wake up with a unsteady feeling in my stomach. I look at the clock that reads 8:30. I figure that their is no point in falling asleep for about ten more minutes till mom comes to wake me up, so I get up and get dressed.
I put on a pair of jeans, a long sleeve black shirt, and my grandpa's old hunting jacket. I figure it may be cold, so I throw on scarf.
I look at myself in the mirror, my curly black hair in a mess, it is pretty long, it goes down to my middle back. And my cat like green eyes, look strangely bright today.
I put my hair in a braid, leaving one curl out of place, the head down stairs.
Once I'm down stares, I see my brother shoveling down breakfast.
" what took you so long Calla?" My brother Clem ask. That's my twin brother, Clem. We were both named after a flower, Sence my mom and her sister were named after a plant, my parents thought the naming style should continue.
"Hey calla, way don't you come and eat breakfast with us?" My mom ask sipping so coffee. What I forgot to say was my mom is Katniss Everdeen, and my dad is Peeta Mellark.
They got married after mentoring the kids from our district in the 75 hunger games. The challenge that year was based off of what my parents did.
Instead of one district having 2 victors, the twist was that 2 districts could have 1 victor. Surprisingly the girl from our district won, and the girl from 4.
About nine years after they got married, my mom fell pregnant with twins, me and my brother.
We have been very lucky with the hunger games so far, people in our district will do what ever it takes to protect us from the capital.
On our second year of the hunger games, my brother got called, I was so scared until a brave, 12 year old boy volunteered in his place. He lost his life, but gained our eturnal respect.
The same thing happened next year just to me. She had a good chance at winning though, she was super fit and made it to top five before being forcefully drowned by the career pack.
Back at the house my dad comes in the room, news paper in his hand, blabbering on about how lucky we have been these past years.
I ignore him and put on my boots. " bye mom, bye dad, I love you!" I say as I grab a waffle and open the door to leave.
" we're are you off to?" My dad asks. " I'm going to see bay, it's hunting season."
" I remember hunting with your uncle gal, oh to be young again." My mom replies.
I rush out the door and climb over the fence. We don't need the food so I really just hunt for fun, I mean I give the food to people who need it, but I don't need it for myself.
I grab my bow and knifes and find bay in our usual tree. Bay in my cousin, well kind of. He is Gals son, and to keep the capital from thinking my mom was into gal, they said gal and his family was their cousin.
Sense we were born me and bay have been friends. Our parents say we are a lot like they were, though we don't see it.
"Hey" I say. "Hey, what took you so long?" He says in a sarcastic tone. " so, how many tickets this year?" I ask in a slightly sadder tone of voice.
" just 20" he says in a happier voice. He is 17 so 20 is not bad. " wow, last year you had 35!" I replie. " I know, this year was more easy going than the last."
"Well..." I say, pulling out some berrys and handing
some to bay. " may the odds be ever in your favor!" I say in a sarcastic voice as we toss the Barry's in our mouths.
Right after, the bell that indicates the reaping goes off, and we have to go down to town square.
I am scared, knowing that this is the quarter quell, and they decided not to tell people the twist until reaping day.
"Attention young lady's and gentlemen, this years quarter quell will be, the even number districts will have two female tributes and the odd number districts will have two boys.
People gasp, and I'm pretty sure I will be picked. "Let's get to the tributes." She pulls a name from the bowl.
The name she reads is unsurprising, but still troublesome. "Calla Everdeen Mellark" I am not at all shocked, but still entirely scared.
As I walk up to the stage, I can feel the anxiety creeping up behind me. Voices whisper in every direction.
If I was shocked before, I was in for a treat at me fellow tributes name. I know for a fact that this had to be planned. Because out of everyone In district 12, they had to pick... the woman reads the next slip.
"Lillyanna cole." My girlfriend.