I'm almost finished with the Reapings, only two more to go! I want to finish them both this weekend so I can get started as soon as possible on the Games themselves!
After the Reapings I'll have a chapter for Train Rides, a chapter for Chariot Rides, Training, and Interviews before the actual games. Each character will have at least one POV if not more in one of those chapters. This is just what to expect after the Reapings have been completed. PM me for any questions!

I'd also like to thank my many reviewers and readers! This is my longest going story and I don't plan on stopping until it's done. And you're reviews have given me the motivation. Without them, I don't know if I would have gotten past the first chapter. A particular shout out to OddCoupler222, Iwait4theRain, and Ani101 all of whom I believe have reviewed every chapter so far. You all rock and thank you so much for your reviews! Also I'd like to thank 3rdbase101, Baswriter, HaleeyJesseSmith, Ancolie as well as many others who have reviewed on multiple occasions. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed my story. I think you get the idea. So here is District 10!

disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games. I wish I did, but I don't.

Luka Charn

"For the gentlemen, we have…Luka Charn!"

Fear is the first thing that takes hold of me, dragging me down. I can feel my body shaking with the reality that I'm going to be sent into the Games. Suddenly there is shouting behind me and I whip around to see my twenty year old brother Danny push through the crowd, jumping over ropes to try and reach me. Only feet away I hear my girlfriend, Lidia say something and my best friend Ryle just stands there, looking just as shocked as I feel.

Danny is getting closer but Peacekeepers have rushed up from behind him and grabbed his shoulders, holding him back and keeping him from reaching me. They tackled him to the ground, pinning them underneath their weight and rage swells inside of me. As much as I want to run back to him, back to my family and my childhood, something inside me forces me to walk forward, towards the stage and towards my new place in the Games.

"Luka!" I hear Dany shout. I continue walking, refusing to let myself look back. My heart pounds in my chest, beating like a drum at a steady rhythm. Another emotion has risen in me, one of anger and hatred for the Games, the Capitol, everything. With now clenched fists, I reach the stage, stepping up and holding my head high. Even though I had put on a brave face, my frame still seemed to shake—both with frustration and with fear.

When our escort gets volunteers, there is a slight murmur through the crowd, but nothing else. Danny still is on the ground, staring up at me with an expression that only can be described as sorry. Our escort, rather than being unnerved by the scene, seems quite more enthusiastic that she'd been before. "Well then, let's move on and select our female tribute! For the ladies, we have…Luna Bell Luve!"

Luna Bell Luve is the daughter of the mayor of District 10. They're rich and "live pretty" in the way that they probably have more money that they deserve. The mayor stands on stage next to the escort, and at first he doesn't seem to understand that its his daughter whose been reaped. He stands there gaping and after a moment, peers over our escorts shoulder and rereads the name. Then he stumbles backwards, an even bigger look of shock on his face than before.

Meanwhile Luna has left her age group and mounted the stage, her face in a small little smile. She's blushing as she comes to stand next to me. Our escort asks for volunteers once again and the mayor gives the whole crowd such a death glare I'm almost convinced there will be someone who steps up to take Luna's place. But there isn't.

The mayor looks furious, humiliated and devastated all at the same time. Serves him right, I think to myself. But I can't help but feel sorry for Luna. Hell—I should feel sorry for myself—I'm going into the Hunger Games!

Luna Bell Luve

"Luna, I don't know how this could have happened. We love you so much Luna"

My parents are huddled next to me on the sofa, hugging me and bawling their eyes out. Oddly, mine are bone dry. I feel calm, more than anything else. And weirdly eager.

"It isn't your fault!" I hug them tighter. "You can't do anything about it. And don't forget I'm not completely helpless. I can get allies, I bet."

My mother tries to hold back her sobs so she can properly speak.

"But Luna, you're only fifteen—"

"And a half," I correct with a sigh.

"Just stay alive, sweetie" My father pleads with me, and on cue the doors swing open and a Peacekeeper gestures for them to leave. It's more polite than what they did with my friends Durby and Poppy just previously.

My parents don't say anything else as they leave the room, and I sit up and watch as the doors close slowly behind their pained faces.

Finally! Alone at last! Excitement replaces the regret that my parents had begun to settle in my mind. Just think—I'll be on television, the whole country will be watching me! All those boys praying I'll return home to marry them. I'm a bit nervous, but I'll kill if it means getting home. Most of all I'm thrilled to visit the Capitol. This is a once in a lifetime chance—I hope it just doesn't end in blood.

Oh, I nearly forgot to mention! I'm looking for a beta, as I may have said before, and if you know anyone or who yourself are a beta, please contact me through PM! Thank you!