Hey here is another one! I was really interested by these tributes and the forum was very long and I loved to read it and take in the tributes. Hope you enjoy District 8!

Areida Needle's POV

I wake up and realize that I'm late for work!

I quickly jolt up and brush my long brown hair. You see I'm very short and as a result I get teased a lot for it. I look in the mirror and stare at my big grey eyes and my small nose and mouth. I hate the birthmark on my left cheek and my left arm is darker than my right which I think makes me look ugly.

I've been working in my Dad's shop ever since I can remember and it's my whole entire life. I can't say that our family is poor, but they aren't rich either. Ever since my sister Gwen has married that asshole mayor and Sarah has also married a victor's son we haven't been doing that bad. My sisters are twins and they are the splitting image of my mother Jill. Turon my brother is supposed to take over the shop because my parents are too old now. But he was in an accident and can't work so I guess the shop is my responsibility now not that I mind I actually love it.

The shop hasn't been doing all that well since that idiot thief comes every now and then. I did throw him with my knife once and discovered how good I am at throwing it. Ever since he broke in the first time I made a vow to myself that I will find him and possibly kill him!

I have been supporting my Dad Henry and my family by drawing pictures and trying to sell them. Last week a Peacekeeper bought one and I made quite a lot of money. My Dad Henry is a wonderful man and I love him. My Mom is the worrier of the family.

I put on a knee length dress that my sister Gwen gave to me as a present a few years ago. I really liked it so she gave it to me. I love my siblings and my family so much and would do anything for them.

I have always been the cautious one of the family and never do anything without thinking hard about it. And I love paying attention to the smallest detail.

I head over to the shop and work as long as I can before going to the reapings.

I'm quite scared that I get reaped, but I took no tesserae and the other girls took loads so I'm pretty sure I'm safe.

I arrive and get pricked in the finger. I then proceed to stand the seventeen year old section.

Our escort Cloth (pretty ironic) comes out and does the usual reaping stuff that she always does.

''Righto Ladies first'' she announces and I tense up.

'' Areida Needle'' she scream and I'm shocked.

I walk up and stand on stage it's all a blur until I see who the Male tribute is.

Jonathan Weaver 's POV

I give my opponent one last powerful punch and he falls over. Loud cheers erupt from the crowd and I walk home feeling proud. Although I've been trying to keep my huge temper in I just needed to fight today to blow off some steam.

I get home and greet my grumpy father. Ever since he lost his arm he can't work and I have to work every single blooming day in a boring old template factory my father has been grumpy yes. My mother has started working part time, but she is almost always home for Archie and Saria my siblings whom I love very much and would do anything for them even steal from a green grocers shop and get thrown in the knee by an angry girl who is very observant. I've been stealing to bring food on the table I admit, but I refuse to feel guilty. I know every escape root in the District and I always manage to escape.

I am very resourceful and can pick up new skills almost instantly like when that girl threw that knife in my knee, I simply pulled that knife out and started training with it a bit and now I know how to work with a knife among other things ass wel.

I look in my silver mirror and see how tall and skinny I am. I have short black curly hair and green eyes. Everyone always says how scary my gaze is when I look at them. Everyone in the District fears me and my huge temper which as a result made me have no friends.

Once my sister Saria got bullied and I went over to the school and beat the little shit up. He was admitted to hospital and now my sister worships me. I love my family very much.

I rub the scar the green grocer's daughter gave me last year and it still stings a little.

I sit down and read my little brother and sister a story. Archie sits on the floor looking very intrigued. And Saria sits on my lap hugging me.

Once I'm done reading I get up to get dressed and I hear my siblings moan. ''Listen little rascals I'll be back to read you a story in a few OK?'' I calmly say.

''OK, but hurry.'' they cry in unison.

I put the cleanest and best clothes on that I can find which is brown shorts and a white shirt that looks okay-ish.

I head over to the reaping and stand in the eighteen year old section.

Our escort Cloth comes out and I give her my glare and she stifles.

I love to traumatize Capitol folk.

She calls up that green grocer's daughter and I stifle and actually feel quite scared. Strange coming from a street fighting thief isn't it.

''Now for the boys'' Cloth says.

''Jonathan Weaver'' she screams.

My last year I was hoping I could avoid getting reaped looks like the odds aren't in my favor at the moment.

I walk up and Cloth says me and Areida should shake hands.

I offer my hand with a put on smile and she spits on it.

Well there it is it took quite long to write, but I love it let me know what you think in a review please.

Chapter Question: Do you think Areida and Jonathan can become good allies?