Wow, that was intense. There was a minute of silence after that clip while everybody stared at eachother. I cough and everybody turns to me, expecting me to say something. "Next?" I ask, putting Christopher on the spotlight. He jumps up and clears his throat. God thats getting fucking annoying. "District 12 has finnished the reaping."

"Continue?"

"The boy's Harris Talm, he's fifteen." He holds up a photograph of a muscular boy with straight shaggy hair and smooth olive skin. "The girl's name is Maxine Ride, but she had the guts to correct Genna, her name is Max not Maxine." The group laughed, Genna Radar is a spoiled bitch, she loves the games and has a tendency to flirt with the male tributes. She's so stuck up you'd have to be braver then a lion to correct her. The picture that Christopher is holding is a scrawny girl with short dark brown hair and smokey brown eyes. She's only twelve and looks sickly. She probably won't last. I wonder how they felt... The tributes from District 12 are always pretty intesting...

I'm so scared! This is only my first year with the possibility of being chosen and I already have four tessere! Nick and Mom are depending on me, and so is Gazzy, I mean, I can't let my best friend down, it's not her fault she's only eleven and has no older siblings. I straighten my white blouse so it fits cutely on my shoulders and slip into my soft brown skirt. Tying my brown boots a grab Nick's hand, he's only 8, and we walk down with Mom. Please not me please not me... I don't here a word the Mayor says and when Miss Radar pulls out a name my heart stops. "Maxing Ride" she calls in her aristocratic voice, I've always thought she sounded silly. To seem brave a say to her in a bold voice, "It's Max, Max Ride, not Maxine." Behind me I here the crowd go up in laughter, oh God save me.

Ha, that girl has guts. But still my stomache is still doing flipflops, I mean eight names in that bowl are mine. I hope I'm no- "Harris Talm! The boy tribute for District 12!" Oh no... Oh God no... I walk up to the stage and silently stand next to Max. I look at my family, Dad, for once not covered in coal dust. Mik is standing next to him, the look on his face makes me want to run over and hug him, his big brother has to be a tribute! Gorgia is crying, she's 13 so she only had two names in the bowl, I didn't let her get a tessere. Mom, with hair exactly like Gorgia's is trying to comfort them and cry at the same time. I know then, that Max isn't going to come back to her family, I'm sorry Max but no matter what I'm coming home.

Sorry... kind of confusing...

Okay... nothing really new to write...

Uhmmm... I'm kind of stuck without anything to write about until I get more tributes... But I'll start working on what happens when the tributes from 2, 4, and 12 meet their families for the last time. (Or maybe they'll see them again? ^_^)

Am I making this too long? Or too short? At this rate I'll have like... 82 chapters! Would you still read it even if it takes... (82/2 cuz i do 2 chapters a day... plus a week for days im lazy is... 41+7=48...) A month and a half? -_-

Whatever! xD I want to move on to the yummy food and the awsome outfits adn the interviews and the fighting and all that stuff! SUBMIT MORE TRIBUTES! D: