Hey! See two chappies in one day! I'm not comletely awful! I have alot going on in the next bunch of weeks so I'm not sure when I'll be able to update next... Well see you guys then!

Thanks to Contagious Pickle for her character!

Serenita Gallings POV

I look up at Ren innocently, frantically thinking of a way to get out of this one. Ren stares down at me in confusion. That's not a surprise, I am known as one of the sweetest, most innocent girls in the district. I widen my deep blue eyes, trying to get doubt in his mind before I even begin to talk.

"Serenita?" Ren questions while raising his eyebrows. I take a deep breath, still going for the whole innocent thing.

"Yes?" I ask, like I have no idea why I'm in his office. Ren frowns at me, then suddenly turns all professional. He smoothes out his head peacekeeper uniform, and then glares at me.

"Why did you set the all the horses loose? And don't say you didn't, because I know you're in charge of them." His voice is stern, and I let my eyes widen more.

"The horses were loose!" I exclaim "When did that happen? Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I just had to go to the bathroom, and then I got side tracked. I must not have closed the door properly! I must have caused you so much trouble! I feel awful. I can help you get them back in. Oh man, I feel terrible! I should have kept a closer watch on my horses, I'll take my punishment without a complaint!" I play with one of my braids, trying to act nervous, like he's actually going to punish me. Of course he probably won't. He never does. The peacekeepers just don't want to believe that I'm not as innocent as I look. Ren sighs, and lays his head on the palm of his hand.

"It's alright, I know you didn't mean to. You won't get any punishment, but be careful next time, okay?" Ren looks sideways at me, and I know he's relieved that I'm still just a shy little girl. "And remember, next time I wont be so nice." I nod like a good girl, but all I'm thinking is, yeah right, of course you will. You love having me as one of the only good kids in the district. Next time I'll give you another bogus excuse and it'll be the same thing.

"Can I go?" I ask softly. Ren nods.

"Yeah, you need to get ready for the reaping."

"Okay, thank you so much won't happen again." I exit the room and into open air.

I look in the mirror one last time. I like how I look. It's simple, but nice. A gray dress comes to my knees and ties up at the neck. My light brown hair is in two braids, and the blonde highlights really stand out because of my day spent in the sun. I walk to the reaping alone, thinking about my latest mischief. It's funny really, everyone thinks I'm Miss Goody Two Shoes, but really I'm one of the biggest trouble makers in District 5.

I get to the square and slip into the fifteen section. The Mayor Jakesman gets up and begins to put on the play he performs every year. All about how awful District 13 was to our beloved Capitol. Then the escort comes onto the stage, her metallic hair rippling down the back of her bright pink shirt. I can't tell where her shirt ends and skin starts because her skin is the same vibrant pink. She flashes us her pearly whites, while practically bouncing with excitement. This is her first year, so I don't know her name. I think it's Cally or something like that.

"Happy Hunger Games!" She trills "and may the odds be ever in your favor!" I feel like laughing at her enthusiasm. "Now, let's mix it up this year. Gentlemen first." I roll my eyes at her "original" idea. She skips to the boy's bowl and sticks her hand in. She pulls out a small, perfectly manicured slip of paper, and opens it up. Clearing her throat she yells,

"Kaleb Monterio!" A boy emerges out of the fourteen section. He walks up to the stage as if he was called to hand in a report, not as if he was just sentenced to death. The sun catches his chocolate brown hair, and I can see a red tinge to it. He takes his spot on stage, and the escort has moved on to the girls bowl.

"Serenita Gallings!" She calls. My eyes widen a bit, but otherwise I keep a straight face. I step from the fifteen section, and everyone moves out of my way. I see people's eyes widen that the sweetest girl in District 5 is going into her death. That's when I remember my façade. I let fake fear leak through my features, like I'm trying to hide it. The truth is I'm just annoyed. But I guess since I'm already in it, I might as well kick some butt.

I make it to the stage and stand beside Kaleb. We shake hands, and I look into his apple green eyes and immediately regret it. His eyes make me feel like he's burning into my soul, scrutinizing my every move. For the rest of the time I will AVIOD HIS EYES! As the handshake ends and the peacekeepers take me away, the only thought in my mind is: Well this sucks, oh whatever, may as well have some fun with it.