Kameron Hunt's POV

I wasn't anything special; brown hair and eyes, medium sized, tanned skin. I put on my best pants, navy blue, and a white shirt. I combed through my hair and went into the kitchen where I found my girlfriend, Tamia Northern, she just turned 19. My birthday is in a month. Today is the day of the Reaping, my last Reaping. We're having a small celebration later to celebrate Tamia and me making it through the games.

"You slept in." She said in her melodic voice.

"Come on we better hurry then." I sang pulling her towards the door.

"Whoa, your parents are already there, let's go." We walked hand in hand to the Reaping.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, it's time for Reaping of our girl tribute." I was standing in the 18 section, holding Tamia's hand over the red, velvet rope. Our loud escort, Tarra Huzi, had purple skin that year, an improvement from yellow the year before. "Fredalina Hefley!" A tall girl with curly brunette hair, walked up to the stage in a midnight blue dress that came to the top of her thighs. Tamia squeezed my hand a little tighter.

"Don't worry, Pumpkin, you're the only beauty I see." I gave her a long kiss.

"Now to Reap our boy tribute. Kameron Hunt!" Tamia jerked back and tears started running down her face. I turned in disbelief; I gave Tamia a broken hearted smile. I walked to the stage with a small smile on my lips. Fredalina was actually much smaller up close; she was only 14.

"Let's hear it for the Tributes of District 8!

They shoved us into the Justice Building, this is the place where we said goodbye to our loved ones. My parents came and said a quick goodbye, but knew I wanted most of my time for. Tamia.

Tamia ran in and I caught her in my arms and pulled her close.

"I love you." I told her as tears leaked into my eyes. She handed me a bracelet, I kissed her.

"I need to tell you something." I looked at her with seriousness.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm . . . I'm pregnant." My heart turned to ice and shattered.

"My baby won't lose it's dad."

"Kameron, I'm so scared."

"I'll… I'll …I… I love you. I love you both. Even if I don't come back, raise it."

"I'll do my best, Kameron, I promise." We share a long kiss.

"Miss Northern? Your time is up."

"No. no please." The guard picks her up and carries her from the room. He wrapped his arm violently around her middle.

"Hey, buddy, careful. She's pregnant." He didn't ease up. I decked him and he fell unconscious. "I love you. Now go." Tamia gave me a kiss and ran. Peacekeepers ran in and raised their guns. I was handcuffed and loaded into a truck. Great.

I loved writing this. Pleazzz review!