Sorry for the delay in posts, I was on vacation; in August expect a post daily.
District 2
Brooklyn Tanner's POV
It's the reaping day, and I'm going to volunteer. I've chosen to volunteer when I was 17 because that's when my father volunteered into the Hunger Games, and three years after that was taken from my mother who was pregnant with me at the time.
I'm already dressed in my reaping outfit and reading quietly on my bed when I hear a light rapping on the window. I sit up and turn around on my soft feather bed and see the cutest, strongest, funniest, and nicest boy in all of district 2, Aiden, my boyfriend.
I go to the window seat and open the clear glass window and peer out into the tangle of branches to see him hanging onto the highest branch. His light brown hair reflecting the morning sunlight and his muscular figure standing silhouetted in front of the sun, high-lighting his biceps.
"Hey Aiden" I say in a sugary sweet voice pushing my chestnut colored bangs away from my twinkly doe grey eyes.
"Brooky" He smiles jumping down from his branch onto my window sill and planting a kiss on my rosy cheek. He's dressed in his reaping clothes and his hair is oiled back.
"So you volunteering this year?" I ask brushing invisible lint from his clean white shirt.
"They picked me too" he states loudly.
"If you do volunteer you have to make sure to come home, I'm not sure what I could do without you" I utter, feeling very guilty about my plan to volunteer.
"See you either after the reaping or through the T.V." He calls hopping down the tree as deftly as some of the tributes from district 11.
I smile at the thought of seeing Aiden come home a victor, but if I volunteer only one of us are going to be coming home at all. I realize the predicament I am facing but decide I am going to volunteer and just hope common sense takes over Aiden.
At breakfast mother is mourning over her wedding picture.
"Hey mom" I smile being as cheerful as I can be. She responds with silence her trance un-breakable. A platter of pancakes drizzled with syrup is sitting on the marble counter and I dig a fork into the first one and devour it. Getting ready to dig into the next pancake I glance at the clock and realize it's time to leave if I don't want to be late for the reaping.
I plant a quick kiss on my mother's cheek and watch as one of my mother's tears drops silently onto the picture.
At the reaping everyone is anxious for the names to be drawn, but a good kind of anxious, an excited one.
Aurora Hearn, the escort, practically skips out onto the stage with a big toothy grin and an outfit that's even more sparkly than Denise's, who's like my sister. It's also sparkler than mine. I'm wearing a simple grey pencil skirt, a white corset top with silvery swirls and sparkles, grey flats and sliver hoop earrings.
They begin the boring video and I start to doze off but shake myself awake.
I notice that she's starting to begin the girl's names. My friend Lissa is supposed to volunteer but I know I'm going to beat her too it.
"Alice Buntee" Aurora begins but I quickly shout
"I volunteer" Shooting Lissa a glance that could slice through steel. Finally I could prove that my father wasn't a traitor. I can see the hatred in Lissa's eye's but it is quickly swallowed by forgiveness, she knows that she could never hate me. As I walk confidently toward the stage I mouth "I'm sorry" as I pass her.
"And what is your name" Aurora asks me in that ridiculous accent.
"Brooklyn Tanner" I declare
"Now for the boys" She begins and I stare off towards the crowd of boys all eagerly waiting to volunteer. Finding Aiden's mop of light brown hair I see the pain in his eyes and as Aurora calls the boys name Aiden doesn't volunteer, someone else does.
I need a D2 boy tribute, can anyone of you make it so I can continue, if I don't get it by the 17th of this month I'm just going to create a spot filler tribute, one to die in the blood bath. R&R please! Send in more tributes.