Thank you everyone for the tributes! I still need the males for 3, 5, 7 and 9 (how "odd") and the females for 5 and 11. The tribute form is on my last chapter so please PM them to me and I will have more chapters up soon. Thank you again!

Hadley Rymerse, 16

"Oi! Hadley, get down here, NOW!"

Oh brilliant, mother's up. Trust me, this is one of her good days. She has never liked me. Ever since my older sister volunteered for the Hunger Games and never came back, mother's never been the same since. She must have thought that I'd do the same so she stopped being a mother to me and decided to treat me like an annoying house-mate. She got one thing right - that I'd volunteer. You see, My best friend, Grayson, and I have been planning on volunteering together since we were very young as both of our older siblings were killed in the games.

We decided to volunteer this year, even though we're 16, because it's a Quarter Quell and this is the only chance I'll ever get to be in a Quarter Quell. It's so exciting!

"Get down here, Hadley! It's reaping day and you don't want to be late! You know what happened to our next door neighbour when he was late." - He was taken to a room in the Justice Building and was never seen again. Rumours went around quickly saying he had either been killed or had become an avox. Either way, it doesn't matter. I never liked him anyway.

I sort my own clothes out, wash, dress, braid my hair into two plaits, then walk down to the town centre to sign in, and wait. I see Grayson signing in a few feet from me and give him a wink to remind him of our plan today. He winks back - he remembers. I go into the 16 year old section. In front of me I can see the 12 year olds crying already. Wimps. Anyway, they don't have to worry, I'll be going up anyway, no matter who is chosen. I guess in this sense, I'll be saving the person who gets reaped. That will make me look like a nice person. Anything to get sponsors, I guess. I've already started thinking about my plans for the games.

The escort walks onto the stage and introduces herself as Crystal High. Fancy name. She shows the video to remind us of why the Hunger Games was created. Boring... Can you just get to the reapings? She walks over to the bowl with all the female slips in and I can't wait until I can shout "I volunteer!" She calls out the name: Talia Namor.

"I volunteer," I shout at the top of my voice. I walk up to the stage with a big grin on my face.

"Oh goodie," sang Crystal, "a volunteer! And what's your name, dear?"
"My name is Hadley Rymerse and I'm 16 years old," I beam, giving a quick glance to Grayson. He'd better keep his end of the deal.

Grayson Aspen, 16

"Right, let's choose who will be representing District One for the boys," says Crystal. She is wearing everything green. Green dress, green shoes, green gloves, and the brightest, bubbly, green hair an escort has ever worn. She looks like a huge, green blob. When she walks, her hair doesn't help to prove this idea. She walks over to the bowl, picks out a slip and reads: "Thomas Small."

"I volunteer!" Two voices shout at the same time. Me and a 17 year old. No 18 year olds? Really?

"Ooh, two volunteers," says Crystal, "this means that you two will have to fight it out until one gives up and allows for the other to be tribute."

I steal the first 2 punches. One in the gut, then when he's bending over, one in the face. As he's regaining balance I give him a boot in the leg. However, his balance is so unsteady that he falls out of the way. This makes him fall over, but not before bringing me down with him. We squabble on the floor for about 2 minutes. He manages to land a punch right into my throat and I am gasping for air. He's not going to win. As he's bringing his arm down for another punch, I grab his arm, punch the elbow, and next thing I know, his elbow is bending the wrong way. He doesn't notice because of the adrenaline but it has instantly made him weak so I push him off me. The only reason he realises his arms is broken is because he tries to get up by pushing himself up off the ground. He cries out in agony and hits the floor with a loud thud! He looks at his arm and it's turned every colour in the rainbow. Most notably purple and yellow from the bruising. His mouth opens to a perfect 'O' and slumps to the floor. I guess this means he forfeits as Peacekeepers are dragging him away. He's out cold. I practically run to the stage and quickly give Hadley a hug before being dragged to the other side of the stage by Crystal.

"2 volunteers, why am I not surprised?" she says, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "What's your name, young man?" she requested.
"Grayson Aspen and I'm 16 years old. I will bring pride and joy to District One for this Quarter Quell!"

Hadley and I are taken to the Justice Building to wait for family and friends to say goodbye. I don't really have any friends except Hadley and both my parents died just last year. My other brother is 22 and he managed to move to the Capitol somehow. I guess the Capitolites saw something in him and asked him to move there. This only happens in the most extreme cases. The door opens and my teacher walks in. I forgot about her. She was the only teacher who had hope for me so I guess she's upset that I volunteered. She tells me to be careful and try to come back. Each tribute has the option of having a tribute token to remind them of home and she gives me a pen. She explains I can do some writing in the Games if I ever get bored. She can't give me paper because she can only give me one thing so I figure I can use leaves. Before she leaves, she tells me to try and come back again. Maybe I can. She leaves and I'm left alone until I'm told it's time to go.