At the reaping everyone had gathered around the stage when a new, young looking man stood. Eying the crowd before him. I'd put my name in but I knew if I got picked then a volunteer would come in and I would be safe. He started with a clearing of his throat witch hushed the crowd as they stared in awe. "Hello and welcome to the annual Hunger Games, if you didn't know I am Felix Malone, so to start this off ladies fist as always, I shall, as usual pick a name and the person shall come up, but of course, your district 2 so I'll be hoping for at least a few volunteers. Let's see then 'Tess Crow', please could you step on the stage my darling." My heart stopped as everyone stared at me like I was a piece of meat. "Wait!" a screechy familiar voice called. Everyone turned to face Tom Druce, Tess stared, her heart stomping. "No one volunteer! This girl is good, very good. She needs to go." His voice echoed around the stage. "Well." Said Felix "We seem to have our lady, step on the stage dear" My hands were shaking with sheer terror as I moved to the main podium Felix was standing on. But my eyes were fixed on Tom, he grinned as I walked across. I stared at him. But didn't flinch, because I knew what was going to happen next, I stepped onto the stage. "There's a good girl now. Now for the men's-""There will be no need for that." Tom cried again while walking onto the stage, I'm your man for that job" I could see Felix scanning him and with a quick nod he cleared his throat once again. "We have our tributes." He bellowed through the microphone. "Now shake hands you two." I stared at Tom and walked towards him, so did he. When we met in the middle he held his hand out as if to be nice. I spat on my hand and on his face too. It felt good and I briskly shook his hand, my saliva being lathered onto his. His face was red. But he grinned, and said in a quiet tone "It's on Tess Crow, it's on