So hey. I'm a little tired because of school so I hope I can still write this OKAYish. Please submit people I just need a tad bit more!

Emily Thompson's POV

You know I didn't always live in the Seam. My mother was a wealthy lady and when she died we had no other choice, but to move to the Seam.

Out of my sisters I am the only one eligible for the Games seeing as I am sixteen and Violet my big sister is nineteen and my little sister Ash is six.

I sigh slowly and I can't help feel scared, because I don't want to be in The Hunger Games it's a deadly Game where you kill people who in their right mind would want to compete in it?

I slowly brush my orange hair. People always look at me strangely, because of my orange hair!

But see if I care. I look at my chocolate brown eyes and I smile. I'm tall, but not very tall and I'm slim just like a woman my age should look I suppose.

I put on my fancy red dress that ties at the back of my neck. I almost think Mother bought this for me and I made it bigger.

A small tear erupts from my eyes and I wipe it away and head to the reapings.

When I get there I get my finger pricked and stand In the sixteen year old section.

''Hello District 12 and Happy Hunger Games!'' our stupid escort Coal says.

I really think they change their name to fit with their Districts.

''Well ladies first'' she says. She pulls a name and walks to the mic.

''Emily Thompson'' she says. I just stand there I wish I could cry, but I have to stay strong for my family!

I walk up stage and just stand there.

I will try my best to win for my family! And that's a promise!

Frinzet Nollydil's POV

No one knows about my BAD side.

''Keep still Susie'' I say as I try to put a band aid on my patient.

I look after kids to keep them out of trouble and I mend to their injuries which is quite fun.

The only thing that triggers my BAD side is if someone asks me about my dead father.

I'd like to think of myself as a crazy person when that happens and it can get out of hand I'm maybe capable of murdering someone when that happens, so I live in fear for the day when it gets triggered again.

It hasn't happened for a year now and I'm grateful I keep myself busy by reading and looking after kids and mending to their injuries.

I look in the mirror and see my ashy blonde hair and dark green eyes and I have olive skin like most people in my District. I am tall and a bit skinny I guess.

I put my torn up brown t-shirt on and see all the holes in it and sigh.

My family is poor and I can't blame them.

I put some dark brown trousers on.

I put some sandals on and leave for the reapings.

I get there and get my finger pricked.

I see a girl screaming when they prick her finger and I comfort her and she smiles.

I stand in the sixteen year old section and wait.

Our escort Coal comes out and just gives her speech and all the other shit.

Then she pulls a girl's name and a poor looking girl walks on stage. I can see she is on the verge of crying.

''Now for the boys'' she says.

She pulls a name and walks to the mic.

''Tom Fiddle'' she screams and my heart breaks. I can't let him go he was one of the kids I saved from a school fire and he is so innocent.

''I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE'' I scream and walk on.

At least I did the right thing and I have a chance in these Games I know!

Well please review. I was also listening to music when writing this, so don't be surprised if there are some errors in there.

Chapter Question: Who is your favorite tribute so far?