Okay, everyone. It is time for the District 1 reapings. I hope you like them and you will review. I like to know what you think of my writing style, and what you think of the tributes. And please, please, please read all of the POV's. Even if they aren't your tributes. I try to make the POV's short, but not too short. So READ! And enjoy!

Claire De Leon (F1)

My grandpa used to tell me stories before he died when I was just 5. He would tell me that our family came he from a very far away land. A place that strived before the North American war. He said that it strives to this day, but I am a hesitant believer. But I do believe us coming here. He said that is why I was very tan, and had distinct features in my body such as my sharp looking shoulders, and sharper teeth. It also explains my name, and why no one else has it.

But now it's ten years later. I look the same with my shiny black hair. Sure I am still kinda short, but I've gotten quite muscular. I live with my parents who are gone for work most of the time, but not today since the reaping is today. I also have an older brother. He almost went into the games but someone else volunteered, and won. But today is still very sad. I hate reapings because it reminds me of the death, and the pain, and those who lives will never be the same. Sure most of the time there are volunteers from our district, but every couple of years there is maybe one person who will be reaped, and will go into the games. Those are the people I feel bad for. Not the careers.

I put on my sundress. It is baby blue with polka-dots. It's my favorite dress. I do like to keep up with fashion and technology, since I can, but I feel bad for those who can't and I would be perfectly fine if I couldn't. I meet my family in the kitchen to eat. We each get an egg and a piece of toast. We all love to dip the toast in the egg-yolk. It was something all of our ancestors did, according to grandpa. But then we leave for another year of confidence, sadness, and of course... death.

Eirek Tangen (M1)

I think. I think of everything. I see all possible situations. I know how the world works. And I know I could use that to win the games. That is why I'm volunteering. Because I am 17. It is almost my last chance. And here in 1, it is a high honor to go to the games. And it's an even bigger honor to win. Which I will. I know it. Unless of course I get stuck with a bunch of idiots, for "allies." I know there is no real alliance between the careers. They just stick together until the real competition comes in. Otherwise none of the careers make real bonds, except for in rare occasions. And that helps lead to the downfall of the careers most years. It's quite pathetic how people get attached to others in a matter of a week knowing the other will have to die for their survival. That's why I'm not that stupid.

I put on my dress clothes for the reaping, and check the mirror. Good I look a bit intimidating, and it doesn't give too much away about me. I look good with my blonde hair, and green eyes. I am tall and muscular to scare people but I also have an observant glare to confuse people, too. It's perfect. And my sister's Aria, and Calico also look dashing. I love them with all my heart. And I also loved my older sister, Nailah, before she died. 9 years ago she was reaped for the games, and died in the final 8. My two younger sisters were born just after. And after the childbirth my mom, Loewen, got gravely ill, and still is. That's why I'm volunteering. So we can afford Capital doctors, and live safe in the village. I know I can. My father, Nyklus, has trained me since the twins were born 8 years ago. This is something I have to do.

We get to the square, and the escort, Angelious steps out. God, is she annoying. She makes the girls drawing all dramatic, and a girl confidently walks to the stage. But she looks observant, too. Like her brain is running 100 miles and hour. I get so interested in her behavior, that I almost miss my chance to volunteer. But I do, and make my way to the stage, too. I put on a confident, but mysterious face for the crowd, and we are off to the Justice Building.

Claire De Leon (F1)

I meet up with Angelina, Leilani, and Nikita. They are my 3 best friends, and we spend all the time we can with eachother. Me and Angelina have a more special friendship than I do with the other two. She is always by my side, and we talk, and have fun. But we do hang out with Leilani, and Nikita a lot. Leilani is a very good listner, and gives really good advice. Nikita is very quiet and shy. But we love her. We are in our seats in the fifteens section and listening to our governor perform his speech. It's the same as every year. But I listen and watch the crowd. Our escort from the Capital comes out. She is very annoying. Most of the people in the Capital are. I don't know why my ancestors would come here.

"And now lets pick our lucky female tribute," our escort squeals. She makes sure to take extra long drawing a strip of paper. "Claire De Leon. Come on up." I know how this works. I can't show my real personality. I walk to the stage showing no emotion at all. All while forming a stratagy in my head. I go into an act. Pretending to be someone I'm not. And then I'm really thrown off guard when there are no volunteers. So I keep my face, and act mysterious. I know my plan. It can and will work. Act as someone I'm not. Then turn into a worthy opponent. They'll see.

I'm taken to the Justice Building. My parents and brother show up. They are supportive and know I can do it. I know I have the potential. Since my ancestors came here our family is good with survival and instinct. So I am pretty smart about that. I am very observant which will take part in my plan, and it can't be to hard to learn how to use a weapon. My friends then come in crying. Angelina, and Nikita sob, while Leilani just stares at me sadly. They have to leave but Leilani stays, and looks at me with all seriousness. "Remember who you are and who you aren't. Don't forget that." Those are her last words before she leaves, too, then I am left with my thoughts and stratagies.

Eirek Tangen (M1)

My dad, Aria, and Calico show up. The twins are holding back tears. "You'll be okay, Eirek. I know it," Calico says, with fake confidence.

"Yes. I promise I will be back to see you guys again. And when I do we'll make mommy all better again, okay." They agree and head out. My dad stays an extra second. "Take care of them. Please don't let mom die," I tell my father as he leaves, and the door shuts behind him.

A few minutes pass, until my friends get there. Dovante, and Echo, come in, and I notice Echo is about to start crying. Dovante start talking about how he believes in me, and stuff like that, since he is very talkitive, but I don't pay attention much. I act like I do but I try to study Echo's face. We've been friends for a long time. And I think I'm starting to feel something for her but I'm not sure. Dovante finishes, and I tell him, "Thanks. See you when I get back." And he leaves. But Echo stays. And for a while we just stare at each other. And then she speaks.

"You have to come back she says," in a kinda scold voice.

"I will, okay. Don't worry," I say confidently. But I can tell there is something on her mind.

"No, Eirek. I mean it," she says as her voice lowers, and becomes more serious. "You have to, because I love you." I'm caught off guard by that for a second it becomes clear to me

"I... I love you, too," I say truthfully. We lean in and share one kiss. She puts her hand on mine, and then she leaves. Just like that. I suppose there has to be a first for everything. Kissing. Feeling love. Feeling afraid. And feeling confused.

All right. There you have it. The District 1 reapings. I hope you all liked it. Review, and tell me what you think about the tributes, and of the chapter. Hopefully I will get the District 2 reapings out in the next week, so yeah.