Hey I am not dead LOL I have just had soo much shit going on in my life. Working alot, friend drama, death, internet issues (, new puppy etc. I know alot of these are short but I wanted to finish all of them soon. Seeing as I lost my original two copies for all these people D: I have bad luck somedays.

Also I did not post Mekk Heckler for 3 so I had to move Chance Burrea to District 9. Sorry if you did not want her there but I wanted to include that character in the story.

Meddlin Reds D4

'Get it through your skull! You will never have a chance with me. I played you!" Damy screamed to me as I looked at her beauty, I was already covered in smelly, gooey, brownish liquid, but she seemed to want to humiliate me more. I did everything for her and what do I get in return, zilch. Before I could even take a breath she tossed a bucket of more goo onto me. Rubbing the gunk away from my eyes, I looked to see hundreds of eyes staring back at me, back to my stinging eyes. I began to gag in realization, I was covered in fish guts and fish eyes. Puking beside me I felt something snap inside me. As if by a sudden instance the person I was left and that I was a new person. No longer did I see her as a beauty but an ugly old hag.

Sure enough became a new person, now a year later I only had four people in my life I cared about. Ivan, Kay, my mother and my little brother, Aime. These were some of the only people I could stand or actually bothered to talk to. No longer did I care for Damy, but instead my feelings belonged to Kay, she was the complete opposite of Damy, short, shy and fragile. As I looked at Ivan beside me through my long dark bangs, I knew that he would win if he were to go into the games. Tall and strong would be the best way to describe it. Turning my gaze I noticed my mother and brother in the crowd. Why was my mother so worn at her age? And my brother looked almost fraglie, he waved to me as I just nodded back until I heard the ceremony begin. Not even bothering to pay attention to the speech or the female reaping. Faintly, my attention went to the Capitolite, that was one freaky dude. Suddenly I could hear my name. Kay gasped at I turned at her before Ivan poked my shoulder.

"If you want I will volunteer for you." Ivan declared as I shook my head, turning back I could hear a snort from Damy who had been in the eighteen year old line. Softly I looked at her before speaking. " You know what Damy? I am glad that I am going because I don't have to deal with you." She seemed shocked as I turned my attention to Kay wearing a smile on my face as I said with true kindness in my voice. " I really wish the best for you." with that I walked away only turning back once to see Kay crying into Ivan's chest since she was so short compared to him. Turning back to the stage I could see the red headed girl standing there looking confident. Standing on the stage I could barely see anyone through my long dark and rather shaggy hair.

"District four meet you two finalists!" the Capitolite shouted as the girl turned and shook my head as flashes went off. I knew that even if I don't make it in the games, she wouldn't either.

Greeva Mastis D5

Now I know you were expecting to hear Greeva Mastis' speaking but I am not her, I am Foxglove, a twelve year old ex-capitolite, since I ran away from Uncle four years ago, that was taken in by Greeva and her aunt. Right now I was sitting beside her, my long blood red hair brushing against her arm. Ever since she was young she had been ill, but for the last few years she had been homeschooled so now that it was time for her first reaping, I was going in her place. It would not be too bad, since many people had not seen her in a few years but she had pale red hair and blue eyes, so unless someone knew her well they could easily think I was her since we were the same age.

So right now I sat beside her as she laid in her bed while I smiled before kissing her temple and standing up. Going over to the broken mirror I brushed my blood red hair as aqua green eyes looked back at me. Adjusting my black shirt and jeans I walked with her aunt to the Reaping while I signed in as Greeva. Many of the twelve year olds looked at me bizarrely but I did not give a care in the world soon all these kids would be caring more about doing nasty things with each other. I was impatient as I tapped my root rythmatically. Finally they said the girl's name before a loud amount of curses leave my mouth as I unhappily stormed onto the stage, no one volunteered for me, unfortunately as I looked around trying to see if anyone was debating it. I would hate to be the aunt of Greeva right now since she had to tell her the news.

Looks like I was going back home unwillingly at that only to be sent into the games I watched as a child. And everyone I knew would be this year, in my mind I hoped that no one would recognized me after so long.

Avri Alyson D2

This was my last year to get into the games, I needed to be in these games to make my family proud. Everyone knew how I wanted to be in this game. Especially since it was the 100th. That would make it the most interesting for it to be a Quarter Quell, and the Century celebration of the games. So It was going to be my year. Looking at my family that were around the kitchen table, my overweight mother was making sure we were all presentable for the Games, while my burly father shovelled down the food. I excused myself before my younger sister glanced at me before casting her gaze back to her plate. Changing into a blue dress, I pulled my brown hair into a bun, my green-bluish eyes stared back as I tossed on a pair of flats as I left the house yelling my departure for my family to hear. Running down the street I ran into Marice, he was very noticeable in the crowd with his height and sheer build. As I came behind him both of us signed into the Reaping as we were talking about our theoretical strategy for the game. Peacekeepers were strewn all over as I glanced to see my family looking at me fiercely while my sister I noticed was intimidating the other thirteen year olds with the threats of wrestling.

I smiled as I felt my heart swell with excitement about how she was going to be a great hunger game competitor soon. She knew that she was not going in this year, it was all mine this year. As we waited for Mayor Kronos to finish his speech, that burly man seemed to be pushing himself into the podium. Finally they actually called names as they said the girl's name first. As soon as I heard. "Kate Todd.", who I knew as a fellow 18 year old I had already shouted " I volunteer!" Strategically I stood on the outside so I could literally run to the stage before anyone else. I had not even broken a sweat when I arrived, however I knew I could have been faster since to be frank I am horrible at running, with my larger frame and heavy muscles. I was not fat, I was larger built which assisted with building muscles since I could carry heavier things more than the twiggy girls.

I heard Krone Lurk's name be called as I looked at him before scoffing, no one volunteered even since he was the Mayor's nephew and the son of one of the toughest Peacekeepers ever. Everyone was chattering and I could not understand why. It wasn't until I was alone with my family that I found out why. My father was yelling about the bullshit of his name being fixed to be pick. I listened intently as he told me what to do when I was in the game. Marice saw me off as well with a stiff hug as I left to go to the Capitol, but I would be coming home to my brothers, my sister Armenia and my parents.

Chance Burrea D9

"Mommy!Mommy! I want to hear the story again." a young girl with strawberry blonde hair that seemed to drown in her clothes as she laid in the one bed of their small house with her mother.

"Alright so when I was really young I met your father, you see he used to bring things to the Capitol and we fell in love at first sight, although to everyone else he was an annoying man and tricked people all the time, quite the gambler he was. However, it was impossible to be with him because of my father, your grandfather. So we created a rendevous and planned to elope. That night we consummated our love. So two months later when the plan was set in action I went with him as we were running away you father was killed. When he laid there dying he told me how much he loved me and hoped that you would grow up to be exactly like him. I ran to District 9 when I was banned, it took me four months of evading everyone from the Capitol and finally I arrived here where I made a new life for us. And then I was blessed 3 months after settling in here with you. My whole life was a game of chance when I evaded the capitol so that is why you are named Chance." Her mother said as the girl looked at her before yelling

"Again! Again!' This had been the fifth time she told her daughter that story this evening and she grew tired.

"Honey why don't you tell it to yourself. Mommy is tired." she declared as the young girl huffed before crawling under the sheets.

Many years later and I was seventeen, proudly wearing a black eye from a rich girl or something like that. I decided to bug her about why her boyfriend and her 'bff' boyfriends were spending more time with my two friends Wess and Quinn. Both were flirtacious and were very close friends, I was just the plus one. That they didn't mind since I was not pretty and they were. They were always bemused by my cleverness. So now I stood in brown short and a beaten and baggy white t-shirt not giving a heck about how I looked for the Capitol. Someone standing next to me was nervous as they asked me questions.

"Hey how many tesserae do you have in?"

"28" I declared as I smoothly lied.

"Oh I only have 12." he said as I looked at him while he asked another question. "How did you get your black eye?"

"Fighting with a 32 year old for her boyfriend." Another lie and this guy was a sucker enough to believe me. I smiled as I turned to listen for the name my blood turned cold as my sharp features stiffened.

"Chance Burrea!" I felt my expression run cold as I paced my way up to the stage waiting for the boy to arrive. She felt a deep hatred already but she knew he would be the key to destroy the careers early on in the Games since she could play the same district card.

Mekk Heckler D3

My black hair blew in the wind as I stared at his grave. Everyday I did this and everyday the pain never got better. My only hope was that today I can finally be closer to HIM again. My first love and my true love. I knew that he loved me even though he wouldn't really say it to me. He looked at me when he was chosen last year, and I swore he mouthed that he would miss me. But I could feel my heart give each moment I thought about him, which was every moment of my life. Wiping the tears from my eyes I walked down the long road to the Reaping already having a plan. This year I was going to prove everyone wrong about how I was meant to be with him. Before our capitolite could even say the girl's name I was already at the stage. My footsteps seemingly loud to everyone else as my heart was rising up in my throat and it was beating loudly in my ears. "I volunteer, I Mekk Heckler volunteer to be the District 3 female tribute." Everyone looked at me as I stood there. Soon after I was on stage a very nerdy boy came up on stage, he seemed extremely shy as I looked at him before being escorted to see my family.

Mom and dad were tearing up as the hugged me as my mother choked out a 'Why?" I sighed feeling the pain of my family, but I kept a mask of confidence on my face.

"Because mom, I did not want anyone else to suffer. You are strong enough to deal with the loss of me since I know it will only be temporary. Besides you know as well as everyone else that little girl, Hailse Marques would have been picked by them like every other sibling of hers." I did not understand how but I just lied so smoothly to my mother, the woman who raised me. Sure we got into fights occasionally but I was still the typical daughter figure. It felt simple and easy as I smiled glad that she bought the story since that little brat was only 10.

"Mekk please the games there was try to come home. Or else my pain will be worse." She declared sobbing into my shoulder as my dad hugged her tightly. He seemed to already be in the mourning period since he was more than aware of the fact that I was going to die. Escpecially with the fact that I had only an approximate 4-5% chance of winning, excluding the fact that it was a more likely for guys to win, looking back in history only 31 girls won the Games in the past 99 years.

Soon my parents left as my guy friend, Zarin, walked in looking at me as I looked at him. I was always shocked to see him come in since I kept things distant and often would make snarky remarks to the people he cared about. Everyone was always questioning why we weren't together but I could honestly say it was because of my attitude.

It was quiet as he just sat beside me before he hugged me and walked out. I was all alone as I went to board the train. Waiting for my story to begin so it coulld come to its end.

Sage Winterstorm D7

Laying on the bed I began to clap as I leaned against Lane, while we were listening to my brother playing his violin, it was his natural talent as I looked through the door to see my sisters, and my parents looking in the room to see Jade, Krill, Jine and Jeffa all around us as they four were talking animatedly, with Jeffa focusing her attention on Jine who was silent for the most part as I stood up and patted my brother's shoulder as I brushed my medium length brown hair, as I ushered Lane behind me with his blue eyes gazing into my murky green eyes.

We all began to walk with my family and go to the reaping. My sister, Harribel, was lucky enough to be in her last year of the reapings while for my brother stood in the twelve year old line. He was practically shaking as I knew he wanted his violin to calm his nerves. Leaning on Lane I held onto one of his hands as well as Jade's. Beside her Krill was holding tightly to hers and Jeffa's, while Jeffa clutched to Jine's hand for dear life not having much a chance to ever do it often.

We were all waiting in anticipation for the names to be called since it would be another year over and a year closer to not being drawn. As the girl's name was called I collapsed with a silent sob stuck in my throat. Gaining my composure I reluctantly let go of everyone's hands as I turned to Lane and clutched him in a tight hug as tears threatened to fall, only few managed to get out as I pecked him on the lips before walking up to the stage fiddling with my many necklaces as I went. As I stood waiting in my own little world, only coming out when someone began to escort me into the Town Hall. When I arrived, my family was already awaiting me with Lane. I ran over to the couch and hugged Lane after my family as I sat down most of the entire time was weeping on my part and my family. Lane and my father tried to keep strong for everyone else but as soon as I was being escorted both seemed to lose their mask. The next thing I knew I was on the train and weeping to my heart's content.

A/N woo hoo! I found a copy of my original reapings so here is the original out of the reapings (excluding the ones from the last chapter)

Primrose Rue Mellark D 12

Thresh and I sat at the table with my mother, father and Grandfather Haymitch, not biologically speaking of course, he still continued to drink heavily sometimes but he had decreased the amount so rarely did he ever pass out. I was just moved my fork around my plate, having a bad feeling about today. But I was snapped out of my dazy by my father.

"Prim eat up or you meat and pancakes will be cold. Many people would want to be eating what you have. " My father said as I observed his and Thresh's plates, at twelve that boy ate as much as my father. I was disgusted and amazed by how much he could shovel down so much food and then repeat this three times a day.

I looked at my plate as I ate one more sausage before pushing my plate away that had one almost full pancake and half a sausage. "Dad, I'm not that hungry. I think I am going to go and get ready before Jacob and Karissa come over." He nodded as he said something which was unaudible thanks to the three large pieces of pancakes in his mouth. As I stood up I asked him to repeat only for my mother to respond.

"Your aunt should be over soon aswell." I nodded as I went upstairs, it did not extremely matter since Aunt Primrose lived in the house that belonged to mom with my grandparents, including the Mellark ones. Pressing random buttons on the wall of my bathroom I waited for the hot water to pour as it was more of a lighter stream and the shampoo and soap was spring water scented. Hastily, I walked out and wrapped a towel around my frame as I placed my hand against the wall, my dark brown hair being untangled and dried instantly. Pulling on a blue spaghetti strapped dress ending at my knees with a white elbow length sleeved cardigan on and left it unbuttoned. As I brushed my brown hair to amuse me and calm my nerves I looked with my blue eyes to see my mother in the reflection. Her face was worn from seeing so much death in her life of youths. Taking my bangs, she proceeded to braid them and pin them back giving me a look of innocence, which she loved to see since she grew up much too early. She was wearing her grey dress that was thick strapped and ended past her knees. She had a pair of black heels on and her hair was braided. Rarely did she ever wear any colours when she dealt with the Capitol, stickign to the shades only.

"Let's go before Thresh complains. Besides Karissa and Jacob are downstairs waiting for you. "We both giggled at the thought of Thresh as we descended the stairs. I ran to Jacob and kissed him on the cheek as I smiled to Karissa as I complimented her on her dress.

"Why thank you wifey, I made it myself. Now Jacob get your paws off my wife." she declared as I giggled. It was our own little joke that we were married it has been that way since we used to play house together. As we walked around to the reaping mom and dad were getting stopped as they seemed to be the most popular people today. Which in turn made Thresh and I talk to people whenever we attempted to move on. Finally we were at the Reaping as Karissa, and I stood waiting. It was difficult for me to be snuggled into Jacob since he was with everyone else who was too old or young to be in the Reaping. Last year was his final year in the game. As we clutched onto the other's hand tightly as we heard Effie draw the name, her cheery voice ringing in everyone's ears. Mom and dad immediately stiffened as we all heard Primrose Rue Mellark, mom you could tell was flashing back to when her younger sister was called 26 years ago. I could feel the tears as I looked back to my parents before bravely walking to the stage the silence was deafening as everyone could hear every clack from the shoes I wore. Quickly grabbing Jacob's hand and smiling at him before mouthing, "I love you." as I walked up on the stage. Effie sent me a look of sadness before masking it as she called the boys name. I did not pay attention of course as I looked as my parents and my weeping brother in the front row, it was his first reaping and he was terrified since his big sister was going to the games. The capitol was going to love this since it was the hundredth game and what would be better than to have the daughter of two, two time champions( aka 2 champions that won twice if it was grammatically confusing), in the game.

Miguel and Mina Mihaiss D8

It was their first reaping and both were more nervous than almost any child seemed to be from any age. Miguel and Mina were closer than any other children in their district, ever since birth they were close as two peas in a pod. Both personalities complimented one another with Miguel being the loud talkative one who always seems to think before he acts while Mina seemed to be the complete opposite rarely talking to anyone but her brother and parents. Even their parents were shocked at their children were close, never had they ever gotten in a fight and in school they were always partnered up, since they did their best work when they worked together. Sitting on opposite beds the two were talking. Mina fiddling with her dark hair ask Miguel "What if you get reaped?", even around him she still held a quietness about her.

"I would want you to not volunteer of course." however both knew that their twin would volunteer in a heartbeat, they did almost everything together and were raised as two halves to make a whole person. They had all the same likes, dislikes and allergies. Unlike most children they despised many sweet things, with some exceptions.

As they both walked downstairs both wore blue shirts, and black shorts which had a look of being slightly classy. It brought the dark of their eyes, hair and skin out since they were tanned from genetics and often being outdoors. Both walked to the Reaping stepping in sync as Miguel led the way while holding her hand. As they arrived many of the other twelve year olds, actually many people, stared at the two bizarrely as they were in their own little world. As they stood and waited for the reapings both were talking about their own little fantasy world where if they were rich what they would do.

"Mom and dad could-" Miguel began only for Mina to finish.

" live with a big garden." however the two were interrupted by the tall Capitol woman who was seven feet tall with sparkling yellow hair that was spiked everywhere and a pair of pure green eyes. She looked scary as she called out Mina's name. She froze before someone beside them pushed her forward as she fell to the ground tears pouring from fear and the pain of falling. Miguel grabbed his sister as he helped her up before he walked up on stage with her.

"Um Ma'am I volunteer with my sister. I'm Miguel" He said soundly shy as he was putting on a brave face. She leaned down before patting both their heads.

" Well deary you are sure brave to volunteer with your sister." she declared as Miguel teared up slightly too before nodding as he held onto his sister's hand. He was not going to let her go in by herself even if he died in the process since he knew he could not live without her, and vice versa.