District 3!

Flow POV

"What if we get picked?" I ask my boyfriend, Howe Rockson.

"Then it happens." He says.

I sigh and look at him through my glasses. "I don't think I could live without you." I say.

"We'll be ok." He assures me, but it sounds like he was trying to convince himself more than me.

"I have to go back to mom." I say. He nods and gives me a kiss.

"I'll see you later." He says.

I get up from the park bench we were sitting on and walk back to my home. It isn't far away, so that's good. I live with my mom in a tiny house in the middle of town. My dad used to live with is until we found he was cheating on mom and left us. I still see him around town but he acts like he doesn't even know me.

I walk into the house and down into a little hallway that leads to my mothers room.

"Hey mom. How are you feeling today?" I ask. She looks up at me with those sickly eyes and I can't help but feel sad. My mom, Paige, has been sick for the past two months and there is no way for her to get better. She only has a limited time.

"Ok. Now go get ready I want to do your hair." She says.

"Okay momma." I say and walk towards my room across the hall.

I pull out the lavender dress I picked out last night and slip it over my head. I put on white flats too. I take my jet black hair out of its ponytail and walk back to my moms room.

"Okay mom I'm-"I stop mid sentence. My moms eyes are closed and her chest isn't going up and down. No, she can't be dead.

"Mom!" I yell. I start shaking her, but nothing happens. I start to cry and scream. I rip my hair out. She can't be dead. It isn't fair! But life isn't fair. I start to cry on top of her. The only thing I have of her now is my sparkling green eyes. I have nothing of her.

I don't know how long I sit there and cry but I know it was long. I sigh and get up not bothering to do anything since I'm probably late for the Reaping. I probably have red puffy eyes, but I don't care. I know my hair is a mess, but I don't care. I lost my whole family.

I walk out of the house and close the door. I turn around to face the house and kiss my hand and wave goodbye to my mom. I walk to the square that is only a couple of steps away. I am late for the Reaping, I know that because I hear the girls name called.

"Flow Hans!"

I gasp but run there anyway. I make it onto the stage and our escort, Jasmine Bourne, look at me strangely.

"You are Flow?" she asks.

"Yes." I say softly.

"How old are you?" she asks.

"17." I state.

"Well okay.." she says.

I sigh and look away.

Howe POV

"What if we get picked?" My girlfriend asks.

"Then it happens." I say.

Flow looks at me with her big beautiful eyes that are covered by her glasses "I don't think I could live without you." She says. It breaks my heart to see her like this. She has had it horrible and she doesn't deserve it.

"We'll be ok." I assure her, but it comes out like I am trying to tell myself that more that her.

"I have to go back to mom." She says. Her mom is terribly sick and there is nothing you can do to stop it. I nod even though I don't want her to go and give her a kiss.

"I'll see you later." I say.

I watch her walk away from the bench we were sitting on and towards her house. I sigh and decide I should go back to my house. I run to my house because it is a far distance and I don't have much time to get ready.

I soon make it to my small blue house and walk in. My father, Hugo, and mother, Lisa, are trying to get the twin twelve year old girls, Jessie and Sydney, to get ready for the Reaping but failing.

"Hey!" I yell. They all snap their heads towards me.

"Go get ready!" I shout and point towards their bedrooms. They nod and scurry off.

I nod to my parents and walk towards my own room. I open the door to see a new outfit laid out on my bed. I put on the yellow shirt and slacks. I shake out my light brown hair and look in the mirror my brown eyes staring back at me. I can only hope everything is going to be ok.

Once we are all ready we set off towards the square. We get there and the girls go to the 12-year-old section. While I go to the 18 year old section. I don't see Flow but I'm sure she'll come.

Our escort Jasmine Bourne, comes out onto to the stage with no Flow showing. I wonder if her mom- no that didn't happen. My head thinks. Jasmine goes to the girls glass ball first and picks the name.

"Flow Hans!" she screeches. No! This cannot be happening!

Flow comes running down the middle in her lavender dress. She has puffy red eyes and her hair is a mess. Oh no.

"You are Flow?" Our escort asks.

"Yes." She says softly.

"How old are you?" she asks.

"17." She says.

I turn away after that. I couldn't handle it.

"Now for the boys!" Jasmine yells.

"Howe Rockson!" she yells.

Well this is officially the worst day ever. I walk towards the stage trying to keep calm although Flow has fear and pain in her eyes. I will miss her. Because one thing is sure. I'm not coming back.

Yay two chapter in one day! District 4 will be up either on Wednesday or Thursday.

-Em:)