A/N: This is my first fan fiction, so please give in a chance. I'm sorry about grammar and spelling, I'm not skilled in those areas. Anyway, I hope you like my story, or at least don't hate it!
Cara's POV
I wake up to the sound of my twin brother's crying. "Ryan, are you alright?" I walk over to his bed, and sit down beside him. "Cara, it's reaping day today. What if we get picked? It's… I love you, you know." I nod. Ryan always get nervous before reaping day. We're both 15. I have my name in 43 times, Ryan's name is in 57. The odds are not in our favour. "Ryan, we're from District 4. Even if we do get picked, there will probably be a volunteer." I'm saying that for myself more than for him. Our parents never really believed in The Hunger Games, and have always told us it was not something to volunteer for. Even so, we still train. District 4, along with 1 and 2, are the Career districts. It's 'illegal' to train, as far as I know, but we still do it. Our districts are meant to be stronger and more skilled than the others, as we have the upper hand. I glance at the old clock on our bedroom wall. "The reaping's in two hours, we should probably go get ready." He nods and gets up. His hands are shaking, and his skin has gone pale.
I go to the kitchen and fill a bucket with warm water. I fill the bath with the water, and get in. Once I'm done, I look in my drawers for nice clothes. I pick up a pale blue blouse, a grey skirt, and a pair of pale blue flats. I get changed and stand in front of the mirror. I'm pretty short for my age, I always have been. I have long blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. I've been told I was pretty, but I don't see it. My skin is paler then the majority of the people in my district. Everybody else has tan skin, except me, my brother, my mother and a few others.
My older sister, Kate, is 21. She isn't in the reaping anymore. She's making us breakfast this morning. I put my hair half up, and walk into the kitchen. My little sister, Alex, is sitting at the table, eating a slice of toast. Ryan is in our room getting ready, Mum and Dad are sitting at the table, and Kate is getting me my breakfast. "Are you nervous, pet?" asks my Mum. "A bit, but not as much as Ryan. He's really worried. I tried to talk to him, but I don't think I helped. Could one of you talk to him, please?" Dad nods and walks to me and Ryan's room. Kate hands me a slice of toast. I eat it and grab an apple. Our family lives in the upper part of district 4, so we nearly always have enough food. Alex is 12. It's her first year in the reaping. She doesn't seem very nervous, but Alex hides her feeling very well. She stands up and pulls me into her and Kate's room. "I have something for you". She pulls out a box from under her bed, and opens it. She takes out a few things, until she finds what she's looking for. A silver charm bracelet sits in her palm. "Where did you get that?" I whisper, kneeling down beside her. "You know Annie Cresta? The girl in my year at school? She found 6 bracelets in her basement. She gave me 2, because I'm her best friend." That's when I notice a similar bracelet on Alex's arm. "It's beautiful, Alex, but you shouldn't have taken it. They look expensive." She frowns slightly at this, but only for a second. "It's not like I didn't give her anything for it. She didn't want me to, but I felt bad. I gave her one of my rings." I smile. Alex has got a ring every year for her birthday. She loves them. "This can be your token, if you get picked." She fixes the clasp on my arm. I hug her, and we walk back into the kitchen.
"Are you all ready?" I nod and grab Ryan's hand. He smiles, but I can still see the red around his eyes. "I love you, Ryan. No matter what happens today." "I know, Cara. I love you too. Just, please, don't do anything stupid." He thinks I'll volunteer. "No promises." We stop, and he holds my shoulders. He's much taller than me. "Cara, I'm serious. Please, think before you do anything." I nod, slightly taken back by his tone. His voice wasn't shaky, it was stern. Almost like he was ordering me. I see Kaylan a few metres in front of us. I hug Ryan, Alex, Mum, Dad, and Kate, and tell them I'm going to see Kaylan. "I love you" I call back. When I reach Kaylan, he gives me a hug. "Cara, thank God. I thought I wouldn't get to see you." Kaylan's my best friend, and I guess, sort of, my boyfriend. It's complicated. "I love you, Kaylan. Don't volunteer. I will kill you before you get into the arena if you do." He chuckles, but I can see he's worried. "I'll see you later, Cara." "Bye". I walk into the line. They prick my finger, and I walk to the 15 year old girl's section. Sandra, our district's escort, is standing on the stage. An old women, Mags, and a young man, I think his name is Finnick, stand beside Sandra. She plays the video of District 13, says the usual into the microphone, and then steps forward. "As always, ladies first." Sandra pick out a piece of paper, opens it, and speaks. "Cara Morris".
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