OK, I put seven and eight together. Hope that's OK! Thanks for all the reviews and PM's guys!
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Jazz opened her eyes as quickly as she could. She'd had the nightmare again. Her dad stepped in front of her, protecting her from the thugs in their way. He tried to walk past, ignore them, but they still came, punching him, until his body was disfigured and covered in blood. Jazz had done everything she could over the years to forget his dying look but it was waiting for her every time she closed her eyes.

"Jazz! Will you help me?" It was Kory from across the room. Sometimes he had trouble getting his trousers on, because of his leg. There had been an accident at their lumber factory a few years back and now Kory was crippled for life.

"Sure" Jazz replied, walking across the room. Kory shot her a grateful look once the trousers were on right.

"You ought to get your reaping clothes on. Udonis didn't wake us up. We need to leave in the next fifteen minutes" Kory said as he walked outside. That's where he spent all his time. Jazz bit her lip. She didn't have any dresses to wear. They'd get caught in the machinery normally. Then a thought struck her, maybe it was disrespectful, but it was her only option…

All her parents' belongings had been left in the tiny room they used to share. She walked nervously over to her mother's clothes chest. The air in the room was still and dead and Jazz felt the urge to run out, but that was just silly. The chest lid swung open easily and it didn't take Jazz long to find a dress, in fact, it was the only dress in the chest. The dress was long, but she was much taller than her mother so it probably wouldn't reach her feet, and it was sky blue with tiny little pearl like beads on it. Then Jazz realised that there was a reason she'd never seen her mother wear it when she was healthy. It was her wedding dress, and guilt ripped through her. But it was all she had so Jazz reluctantly put it on.

When she walked into the main room, Udonis clearly knew it was their mother's wedding dress, but didn't say anything. Kory complimented her unknowingly.

Jazz walked through their factory to get to the square quicker; she said she'd meet Lettie there early.

To get to the square, and pretty much anywhere else in District seven, you have to walk through the woods. The whole of district seven is basically a giant forest, but it's the best place in the world. If you can get away from the noise of the factories, then the whole forest seems silent apart from the rushing of the trees. The smell is the best bit. It smells fresh and slightly damp, and like mud and trees. But as soon as Jazmine saw the square, the illusion of peace shattered.

"Lettie!" She called as she saw her friend waiting on the fold-up chairs. Lettie saw her too and patted the empty seat next to her. Jazz saw that she'd been biting her nails again.

"Oh, Hey Jazz. I'm really scared. Kyla is in the reaping this year; mum'll lose it if she gets reaped"

"Yeah, Kory too. If he gets reaped I don't know what chance he'll have, with his leg. I think I'd volunteer for him"

"He wouldn't let you" Jazz frowned. She knew it was true. Their escort, Calpurnia, pushed aside their mayor and stood in the very middle of the stage.

"Hello!" She stuck her long fingers into the bowl, and the square was silent with anticipation.

"Jazmine Carver!" Jazz jumped in her seat. Her? She turned to see her brothers, Udonis was looking at her with pity, and Kory stared at her with fear. Jazz realised she had to win. For them.

District 8 reaping

Jade struck her sister across the cheek. She'd been screaming and Jade had found it annoying. Besides, it would do Maria good to be hit, her parents had hit her, and she'd turned out all right. There, that was right. Maria had sucked it all in.

"That'll teach you to wake me up in the morning. Only babies scream. You're not a baby are you?" Jade asked. Maria shook her head, holding back tears.

Maria made Jade crazy. Her parents didn't need another child. Maria was just a waste of food and space. She knew Maria would begin crying when she left the room, but at least she wouldn't bother her. Besides, today was her big day. Today she would volunteer and when she came back from the Hunger Games, everyone would be afraid of her.

"Jade! Maria! Get here now" Jade's mother screamed. Jade walked confidently towards her mother's voice. Today they would be proud of her. Maria shuffled nervously behind her older sister. Their mother was waiting impatiently down the hallway.

"Now, Maria, you can't do us proud today, you won't be able to for a few years, so don't expect any respect until then." Livi Hunt turned to her oldest daughter. "And you Jade, you will volunteer, and then you will win. Got it?"

"Yes mother!" Jade answered excitedly. Their mother narrowed her eyes.

"Good. Your father went to the trouble of buying you a new dress Jade. You better wear it" Her mother threatened as she handed Jade an old hessian bag.

Jade tried it on in her room. That was good, none of the boys would be able to kill her, and she looked far too sexy for them to do anything but fall at her feet. But then Jade started. There were no shoes in the bag, her father must've forgotten! She could murder him! Did he think a pair of matching high heeled red shoes was going to just fall out of the sky? Jade screamed and searched for the shoes she kept under her bed. They shouldn't have gone with the skimpy red dress at all, but the big black army boots gave it certain….quality. She still looked sexy, but, with a sort of I-don't-care look. That's what she needed to look like. And then it'd be to late when the tributes discovered she did care. And she could kill to prove it.

The square was busy, but the people weren't. They were terrified. Jade laughed at them, the Games were about to make her life bliss!

Jade had never liked Quintus Prince, but this year he was the bringer of glory, her glory. She waited impatiently on the edge of her seat for the mayor and Quintus to stop talking nonsense and get on with the reapings. Quintus dug in the reaping bowl for one slip of paper, and he took an awfully long time about it as well. Jade didn't listen to who was reaped, she didn't even register a child's sob. She stood up tall, her chair crashing to the floor.

"I volunteer!" Jade cried proudly. She walked up to the stage whilst her friends cheered her on. She looked directly at the camera. That's right, she had to unnerve them. Show them that she knew what to do. And how to win. Her mentor was Aimée Bedell. She'd won two years ago when she was 14, so now she was 16. Even younger than she was. Jade wouldn't need her, she could win this thing.