A/N: Please review, because I'd like to see if anybody is actually reading my story, or if I'm doing something wrong, or, something else. This is my first fanfic, so I'm not really sure what I'm doing! XD
Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games (if I did, Finnick wouldn't have died!) , or any of it's wonderful characters. All rights go to Suzanne Collins.
Cara's POV
Everybody turns to face me. I hear Ryan shout my name, but I don't look at him. If I did, I think I would break down. I focus on my expression. If only I were like Alex, I would be able to look confident. I try my best to look strong. I walk towards Sandra, and stand beside her. I look into the crowd, until my eyes fall on Kaylan. "No", I mouth to him. If he volunteers….. I don't even notice when Sandra walks up to the bowl filled with the boys names. "And the male tribute for District 4 is.. Kaylan Lynch!" Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Kaylan walks toward the stage, but I hear a shout from the 18 year old section. "I volunteer as tribute!" Thank God. A tall, strong looking boy pushes through the crowd. I owe this boy now, he just saved Kaylan's life. He looks like an average District 4 boy, tan, golden hair, green eyes. "Oh, we have a volunteer! What's your name, young man?" Sandra looks delighted. He smirks. "Fletcher Jackson." "Wonderful! Now, go on you two, shake hands!" I walk towards Fletcher, and put out my hand. He looks cruel. I don't trust him. "Our District 4 tributes, Cara Morris and Fletcher Jackson!"
All I can think about is Kaylan. I can't believe his name was called out. I want to thank Fletcher, but would that seem weak? Sandra leads me to a room. I wait for what seems like days, but must only be 5 minutes. Ryan, Alex and Kate walk in. I run up to Ryan and hug him. "I love you so much, Ryan." I hug the others too, but Ryan pulls me over to the corner of the room. "I love you too. But this is very important. You know Fletcher? No? Well, he's bad news. Don't trust him. Watch your back, don't ally with him if you can." I hug him again. Alex is crying. That's not good, Alex never cries. "Alex, it's ok. Don't worry." I hear Kate say to her. The peacekeepers drag everybody away, but I yell "I love you guys" just before they're gone. Mum and Dad are in next. "We only have 2 minutes, pet. We love you. Don't forget that." Mum hugs me. Dad starts rambling, "You're strong, Cara. You can win this. Try your best. Find an ally. Get a knife, you're good with knives." When they leave, it's Kaylan who walks in. "Kaylan!" "Shit, Cara. I can't believe this." He kisses me. I hug him. "I love you, Kaylan" "I love you too, Cara. But you have to win this. I would've volunteered, but I couldn't because, well, you know. I love you Cara." I hug him one last time before the peacekeepers have forced him to leave.
That's when reality hits me. I'm going to the Hunger Games. Sandra guides me and Fletcher to the trains, and we are told to sit and wait for our mentors. "You're Ryan Morris' sister, aren't you?" I nod. How does he know my brother? "I hope you're as strong as him. He's the only boy who has any chance of beating me." That's not right. Ryan's not strong. Or is he? I nod at him, not letting my confusion show. Finnick and Mags walk into the carriage, Sandra following close behind. They both smile. "We'll be your mentors."
A/N: I know this chapter isn't as long as the first, but I'll try and make the next longer.