Author's Note: I am so happy I managed to post this so soon! Reapings aren't my favorite things to write, honestly, because they get so repetitive. This chapter has something no other reaping will have! Look for it! Enjoy! Review/follow/favorite/submit tributes! Thank you guys for reading! I'm sorry to say, BellaBiz2003 was wrong about who walks through the door. Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games, though I wish I did. *sigh*Suzanne Collins has me there.

District 2

Courtney Golding

Age 15

Mom. The light of my life. Ugh. She won the hunger games and now I live in the Victor's Village. She got me enrolled in the Academy. Now I have to volunteer when I'm 18 and win. Like I could win the hunger games. Even though I'm the best fighter and strategist at the Academy. Okay, maybe I could win the hunger games. But not at age 15. I'm supposed to volunteer when I'm 18. Tomorrow is the reaping. The Quarter Quell announcement is tonight. I am at the Academy, training to go kill children in a bloody fight to the death.

Rachel and Janette are sparring. With swords.

"You're next up to fight the winner," Lyme tells me. Now I have to fight one of my friends. Rachel blocks, dodges, and slides underneath, thrusting her sword up.

"Fatal," Brutus calls out. He is kinda the referee. "Rachel beats Janette. Now it is Rachel vs. Courtney." I step up to the mat. We both get into the ready position. "Go," Brutus calls. Rachel lunges, and feints forward. I don't take the bait and instead I go for a left attack. She blocks her right and leaves her left unguarded. I whack the sword at her side. "Fatal," Brutus announces. "Courtney beat Rachel."

"Sorry, Ray," I apologize to my friend.

"It's okay," she answers. "You want to work on some hand-to-hand?"

"Sure," I reply. We go over to a different mat used for hand-to-hand combat and begin. Janette referees. Rachel gets close to winning, but I beat her with a simple punch to the gut.

When we leave, I spot Jacob, Brutus' son, watching us. Hmm, I wonder why.

We all head home laughing. Mom meets me halfway to my house.

"Where were you?" Mom questions. "You said you would practice with me at 3;00. It's 4:00."

"Sorry," I answer. "We can practice now, I guess."

"Okay," Mom replies. She seems content with my answer. I leave my friends and head home. In silence. We go home and practice. All weapons and weapon-less. And survival skills, like identifying plants and finding food and water.

We turn on the tv to watch the Quarter Quell twist announcement. Oh no. It is much more likely I will be going into the games.

Jacob Gunn

Age 16

I watch some sparring matches at the Academy. Dad referees and I observe. The best fighter in the Academy, Enobaria's daughter, beats some other girl who is really good. They head home after doing some hand-to-hand combat. I stay right there to observe the other matches going on. It's very interesting. Dad tries to get me in the ring, but I'm more of a strategist. Not a fighter. Oftentimes, Careers are idiots with muscles, so if I am there, we might find tributes faster. If I want to join them, that is. I head home with Dad and watch the Quarter Quell announcement.

Courtney

I wake up, shower, get dressed in a black skater skirt and matching black halter top with black tights and knee-high lace up boots.

Mom and I head down to the square, where the many Victors and relatives wait on stage. I join the girls side, while Mom has to sit with the other Victors off to the side. Our escort, Tressa, steps up the stage and plucks a slip from the girls' reaping ball.

"Courtney Golding," Tressa reads. I step forward in a daze, knowing my name was read. Tressa grabs the slip from the boys' reaping ball. "Jacob Gunn." Brutus' son steps forward. We shake hands and head inside for our goodbyes.

Dad comes in. "Sweetie," he mutters, hugging me. "I know you can do this."

Rachel and Janette come in.

"Come back," Janette says.

"I'll try," I answer. We embrace and she exits.

"I'll see you soon," Rachel tells me.

"You too, I hope," I reply. I hug her tight until it's time for her to go. No one else visits me. I don't have any other friends, and Mom and Dad are the only relatives I know.

I board the train and wait for Mom before turning on the reaping recaps.

Jacob

Dad meets me in the kitchen, cooking bacon. I'm already ready and we leave once I've devoured my bacon.

We make our way to the town square and go our separate ways. Dad goes to sit with the rest of the Victors on the side of the stage. I stand in a section next to the boys' reaping ball.

Our escort, Tressa, plucks a slip from the girls' reaping ball. "Courtney Golding." Enobaria's daughter. Tressa then plucks a slip from the boys' reaping ball. "Jacob Gunn," Tressa announces. I was reaped. I step forward and shake Courtney's hand. We are herded into the Justice Building for goodbyes.

Tyson and Keylan come in.

"You got this," Tyson reassures me. We embrace and he exits.

"Come back, alright?" Keylan tells me.

"I will," I manage to croak out. I hug him and he leaves. Nobody else visits. I don't know who my mother is, because Dad won't talk about her except for telling me she left. I don't have any other friends.

I am herded onto the train. Dad is waiting with the other Victors, Tressa, and Courtney. The reaping recaps are playing and I join the group watching them.

Author's Note: I know, it was short, but it had something extra no other reaping has or will have. I will try to have the next chapter up soon. If you review/follow/favorite this story or follow/favorite me, I will post faster. This question has not been answered yet: Which tribute do I like the most so far(this will not affect who wins, but it may affect the POVs I write with)? Whoever gets that question right gets 20 sponsorship points. A couple more questions:

1. Who do you like better: Courtney or Jacob?

2. How can I improve this story? The reapings? ect..?

3. Out of the tributes you have met, who do you think will win?

Thank you guys for reading!