Leah Oakley

I awaken to the smell of porridge over-riding the burning aromas of district seven's lumber industry. Reluctantly, I get out of bed and wander through to the kitchen-dining room where I find my mum and twin twelve year old siblings at the breakfast table eating porridge with a fourth bowl of the stuff set aside for me.
"Your father's at work," Mum gestures to my seat at the table, "He'll finish in time for the reaping." Taking my place, I begin to shovel down the porridge so that I can get to the lumber trees and see my dad before I have to get ready for the reaping.

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"Hey dad!" My dad looks up from the tree he's attacking with an axe.
"Leah, what are you doing here?" I run into my dad's arms as he drops his axe.
"Aren't you going to wish me luck?" Dad pulls away from our hug and raises his eyebrows. "What?!"
"Good luck." I smile stupidly.
"Thanks dad." He hugs me again before I have to leave and dad has to get back to work.
As I turn to leave, my dad suddenly calls me back.
"Leah, wait!" I turn to face him; my face drops when I see four men walking towards my tree with axes.
"NO!"

meanwhile

Ellie Rouke

Having woken up extra early, I have already had breakfast, washed and dried my hair. Currently, I am letting mother straighten my hair. When my hair is straight, my Yorkshire Terrier, called Fang, helps me pick out a frock for the reaping. I put it on then go to see Josh; he isn't there. I wait for a minute but he doesn't show. "Five more minutes," I tell myself, "He'll be here in five minutes." After fifteen minutes, Josh still hasn't come, so I decide to leave.
Half way home, I run into someone and fall over."Sorry," I hear a male voice say as a pale hand reaches out to help me up.
"No, it's my-" I begin as I look at the person's face, "I haven't seen you around."
"Glad you noticed," He laughs, "Aragorn Thranduilion"
"Ellie Rouke." He smiles.
"Nice to meet you."
"And you, but I must go, sorry."
"Nice frock!" He calls as I walk hurriedly away.
"It's for the reaping!" I through over my shoulder.
Soon, he's gone, but I run straight into Josh...
"Ellie," My boyfriend holds me by the shoulders.
"Josh. Sorry, I have to-"I move to go past him but he stops me. "Josh, the reaping-"
"Can wait. Who were you talking to?"
"Are you checking up on me now?" He raises his eyebrows the way everyone does when they want to get something out of me; it always works. "Just a guy."
"Elaborate?"
"His name is Aragorn, I haven't seen him around before and he has wavy black hair which is way better than your hair."
"What are you saying?"
"I wanna break up." His face goes from stern to upset.
"What?" I can't look at him.
"I'm breaking up with you."
"Because of him?"
"I'm sorry." I push past him and walk away.
"I HATE YOU!" He calls after me.
"I HATE YOU TOO!" I shout back before I start running.

meanwhile

Abie Karimloo

That one looks like a sausage dog!" Pippin's older cousin, Meriadoc Brandybuck, points to one of the clouds above our heads.
"Really?" Pippin sits up from where he was laying on the grass with Merry and me. "I thought that was a banana!"
"Of course you would, Pip," I laugh, "All you ever think about is food!" Merry and I sit up to join Pippin. "Cloud watching is fun, but I'm bored now."
"Yeah, me too. Let's go do something else, Pip." Says Merry, standing up.
"What about those trees and lake over there?" Pippin stands up and points a little way into the distance.
"Race ya!" I jump up and start running, with Pippin hot on my heels and Merry standing, watching us. Faster, I run ahead and climb a tree. Pippin catches up but seems to be lost.
"Abie? Abie, where'd you go?"
"Watch out below!" I cannon-ball into the lake and Pippin dives in, laughing. We splash around for about an hour before climbing out of the lake and laying in the sun.
"Abie," I turn to Pippin.
"Yeah?"
"Can I tell you a secret?" I prop myself up on my elbows.
"You know you can, Pip." He sitis up, looks around and whispers.
"I love you."
"I love you too."...
"Abie!" A vigorous shaking wakes me from my dream.
"What?" It's Ruth.
"You have to get get up now!"
"Why?"
"The reaping's in an hour!"
I sit up, "Alright, alright, I'm up."
"Mum's prepared a bowl of hot water for you to wash your hair and I've laid out your frock-"
"FROCK?! I am NOT wearing a frock!"
"I know you don't want to, but you have to. Now go and get ready!"
I fall out of bed and trudge through to the kitchen. MumMum has left me some breakfast so I sit down and eat it before finding the bowl of hot water that Ruth told me about. I was my hair; then get Ruth to style it into a single, long, ginger braid down the back of my neck, to my back. Ruth forces me to put on my frock before I leave to see Pippin before the reaping.

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"PIPPIN!" I shout, running towards the ginger haired boy walking away from me, "PIPPIN!" He continues to walk away, "PEREGRIN TOOK!" At last he turns around and I can see why he was reluctant to face me at first. "Pippin, what happened?" He attempts to hide the blue and purple bruise around his left eye and hangs his head. "Pip, you can tell me."
"Merry and I, we had a fight."
"Then what?"
"Dad was out, he came home in the middle of the fight."
"Let me guess, he was so drunk he hit you both."
"Yes, he was drunk, but he didn't hit us both. He took Merry's side and replaced me."
"He threw you out?"
"He threw me out after he hit me."
"Let's get you sorted out for the reaping."

meanwhile

Kayly Scribbles

The last thing my parents trust me with, paint and a paint brush. I'm sat in my room painting on the morning of the reaping.

"Kayly," Jake walks in my room, again.

"Hi Jake hi!"

"Kayly, mum wants you."

"OK!" I finish my painting and run through to the kitchen with it. "Hi mum, hi hi hi!"

"Kayly, look at you, all covered in paint. How in all of Panem are we going to wash this off?"

"WASH? NO!"

"Eat your breakfast, Kayly." I eat my breakfast as fast as I can; then go to run back to my room with my painting. "Where are you going, Kayly?" Mum stops me half way.

"To paint!"

"No, Kayly."

"Why?"

"Because if you do, you'll get paint all over your dress."

"So? I like being covered in paint!"

"Just get your dress on, Kayly, and no more painting!"

I run into by bedroom and throw the painting on my bed. I grab my dress from the draw and throw it on the floor. "It can stay there until I put it on." I sya to myself. I strip off and put my dress on then grab some paper and pens and scribble. Scribbling is my favourite thing to do as a hobby, which is quite ironic, seeing as my name is Kayly Scribbles. Everyone else I know like to be sensible. Not me! I like to be hyper. Oh well, I guess they are all missing out on the good life, but I'm not! Even my best friend, Jordan is a bit more sensible than I am, but she is still really funny to be around. I guess I have to be boring today. I put down my pens and go back to the kitchen for mum to do my hair. I hate when she has to do my hair. Leaving it down is my first choice, but mum puts it in pigtails, no matter how much I complain. My hair is short and brown for a reason: I don't like having it tied up.