Cameron Nightwood's POV
"It's almost time, Cameron," My 13year-old sister, Ruby, came into the bedroom to make sure I was up. She was already in a light pink dress my mother had given her.
"Yeah Ruby, I know." It was Reaping day, my last Reaping. She walked out to the small living space in our home. We lived in the Seam, at least most people called it that, it was the poor part of town. We used to have more money before my brother, Caine, was killed in a mine accident a few years ago.
I always felt responsible for Caine's death; I was at school and didn't find out until that evening. The only way Caine could have lived is if he stayed home, if he did that he wouldn't be paid for the rest of the week, and we would starve, even with both of my parents working. Caine was my best friend. I walked to the dresser that held the whole house's wardrobe, and put on a ring Caine used to wear.
I pulled on an old pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt, which had become more of grey color. I grabbed the family brush and combed through my black, hair. I grabbed my leather jacket on the way out.
My family was waiting by the door, "Hey, sorry guys, got to look good" We all walked to the square, many families were trudging tiredly to the square.
Katerina Thorne's POV
My sisters, Marinna (14) and Lillian (12), my parents and I walked slowly through the Seam to the town square. We all went to our age groups, me in the second to front section; I was 17, and the 12 year olds in the back.
Our mayor; Gretal Donner, walked up to the microphone and read the history of Panem and the Dark Days. The Dark Days were the rebellion of the districts resulting in the games. Eventually she got around to introducing our escort from the capitol, Duncan Bennett. He was a strange looking man, he had green eyebrows and pink skin, he wore a purple tuxedo with black feathers on the legs. "Thank you, Gretal." She rolled her eyes and was unimpressed. "And now to reap our tributes…" He scuttled over to the reaping balls grabbing a name for each. I said a quick prayer for my sisters and was hoping it wasn't me… "Katerina Thorne and Cameron Nightwood." But hope only goes so far. The boy, Cameron, looked like he could be my brother, same hair, same grey eyes, he was a bit bigger, but he was average, I was just small. I put on a brave face and walked to stage. "Let's have for our tributes!" He said jumping and spinning, a few clapped but many just ignored him.
Cameron Nightwood's POV
Katerina was wearing a silver cross pin, and a short, white dress that moved around her as we were shoved towards the Justice building were we would say our goodbyes. I was surrounded by peacekeepers, I wasn't stupid or a criminal, what was with all the freaking security?
I sat in a small room, on a red, velvet couch. My family came to say goodbye.
"Please come back, please, I need you." Ruby ran in and gave me a hug.
"Don't worry. I'll probably come back anyway."
"How do you know that?" the truth was I didn't I just couldn't stand the thought of my sister crying.
"I just have a feeling, and I'm not half bad with a knife." She nodded and accepted. I hugged both my parents proudly. My mother had tears in her eyes; I could tell she was already mourning me.
"Caine would have been proud of you." My father said with so much weight I almost couldn't breathe.
"Thank you. I love all of you." The guard came and they left.
Nobody else wanted to say goodbye to me; Caine's death had made me hard, and I had turned me against people.
Katerina Thorne's POV
Only my family came to say goodbye to me. I hugged both my sisters at the same time. "Marinna, don't take out the extra tesserae. You can get by without it. Remember you can always gather in the meadow." She nodded. "You remember about gathering don't you, Lillian?" She nodded as well. I hugged them both tighter. My father was usually working; I could only hope Marinna could care for my sickly mother. I hugged my parents; holding my mother a little longer. "I love you, don't you ever forget that."
"I won't Katy, I won't." I was going to correct her because I hated being called "Katy" but I figured it didn't really matter right then. I kissed her on the cheek. The guard came, and they were gone.
I hope you guys liked this. Yaaaaay! The reapings are done! Now the games can begin! I'm only going to write train rides for a few districts so we can get to the good part. I already have a few couples and alliances in mind but if there is anyone you would like to request for your tribute just PM me. Happy New Year!