Zam Frettage POV District 7

I woke up and immediately regretted it. Today was the reaping and we all know what that means we all get to be scared for our loved ones and our lives. I made a quick wish that I won't be chosen for my family and my friend's sake. I then wished for Awhen's safety. She was my older sister and this would be her last year of danger (from the Hunger Games at least, a tree could still fall on her but the odds of that are less). I finally wished for Rey and Tawn's safety. Rey and Tawn were my closest friends. Rey was seventeen like me but Tawn was still sixteen but she was almost seventeen. I got up to help make breakfast with my family. I arrived in the kitchen and was again reminded about how identical we all were (my little brother, and me Twain could be twins). We all had curly black hair and dark brown eyes and had tan skin and were tall that is except Awhen. She looked nothing like us. She has bright blonde hair, big blue eyes, and pale skin. She was also shorter than Twain and me. We made eggs and toast with the eggs are chickens produced and then it was time to get ready.

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Once I was dressed in a simple white shirt and a pair of black pants (it was my Dad's reaping outfit when he was my age) I grabbed my token; a necklace with a circle pendant, where all of my friends and family's names are carved into it. After Awhen was done with her hair we were off.

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Rey and I stood in the seventeen year old section Tawn in the sixteen year old section wishing for all of our loved ones safety. We were all standing on the edge of the rope so we would be near each other. Awhen was standing near Mom and Dad, and since Twain was only nine, Twain too. The mayor had finished "his" speech and we were all staring at the glowing person on stage.

"Wonder if he saves on the electricity bill," I whispered to Rey and Tawn. We all laughed until he reached his hand in the first bowl. I gripped Tawn's should and Rey held her wrist. I turned to look at my sister and prayed for anyone's name except the two.

"Laurel March!" I let out a gust of air, as most of the audience. I felt bad for her but these two were my life. He then walked to the second bowl. I sucked in a huge breath and closed my eyes.

"Zam Frettage!" my breath came out loudly. I was glad that Rey and I promised not to volunteer for each other.

"Don't." I said sternly to Rey. He honored his promise and kept his mouth shut. I walked to the stage not sure wether I wanted someone to volunteer or not. In the end I decided I didn't want any volunteers.

And I got my way.

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"I'm sorry." Twain said. He was apologizing for not being able to volunteer.

"Stop, just stop. This is the way I wanted it." I replied. "Awhen look after him, kay? For me." She nodded. The peacekeeper opened the door and we exchanged hugs then they were gone.

Next Rey and Tawn arrived. Tawn eyes were puffy and her face blotchy. Rey looked as if he was either going to commit murder or suicide.

"I should have volunteered!" Rey shouted banging the wall. The peacekeepers warned him if he didn't calm down they would have to leave early. He glared at him and gave him a very inappropriate hand gesture. He was immediately ushered out. Tawn stood at the door way for a second than ran to my arms. I held her close, and we didn't need to.

I silently promised her I would come home.