A/N-Hey, sorry about last chapter. I said there wasn't going to be any volunteers, and I forgot to explain it. The escort felt sympathy and let Hailey volunteer.

In the Capital

"Come here." President Snow commanded. The nervous escort came, and didn't dare meet President Snow's steely eyes.

"I said no volunteering. But you let that Hailey girl volunteer. Why?" When the escort spoke, her voice quivered.

"Well, I decided that- that- that-"

"THAT WHAT?"

"That the crowd would like it better. More entertainment?"

"Get a new escort for District Six." President Snow commanded one of his guards, who passed the order along.

"What-what about me?" The escort asked.

"What about you." The president mused. "You'll rather like it in District Eight, correct?" The escort's face went pale.

"But I'm a Capital citizen. And we've already had the District Six reaping. The Hailey girl, it's already chosen. You- you can't just kick me out of the Capital! I belong-"

"In District Eight. Goodbye." One of President Snow's guards dragged the escort away.

District Seven

I had heard about that riot in District Six, where they were painting that little Capital thing, and I say three cheers for them. Way to riot. That's how you rebel. So I was walking around the fence, naturally. Finally I saw a kink in the fence and slipped through the hole. When I got what I needed, my small knife, I ran off. I slipped it up my sleeve and made it smaller. I dropped off my final order. One thing of tesserae to a woman who looked hungry. Now, usually you'd say, what? Giving up tesserae because a woman looked hungry? Well, I'm prepared going into the Hunger Games, so I order tesserae, lots of it, and give it to people. Just started this year, my name's in 64 times. My best friend's on it to. She's got in 52 times. Since I got to be prepared, I got a strategy, and I got my knife that like, impossible, to find. So I've always liked my ancestor, she won the Hunger Games, Johanna. I'm using her act weak strategy. All this ran through my head as I went into the girl's reaping section. Then he called my name.

"Jordan Hefengir!" I "timidly" walked up there and did my best look weak. The Hunger Games is so on.

District Eight

Okay, I know District Eight tried to rebel and failed. Miserably. But that was like 20 years ago. So no one can blame District Eight for being stupid and rebelling. I mean that was a period of rebelling, and the reason they lost was because they had no fuel, no inspiration, no encouragement. So, yeah. Don't say I'm stupid, just like my district, when I tell you what I did. So the moment they called out my sister's name, sure, I kind of rebelled. I had fuel. I just didn't have um…strength. So you'd usually say, but you're a guy, yeah no. I cried when they called her name, and freaked out when they called my name. Yeah. Back up. I know I said my name. I'm going into the Hunger Games. Pretty surprised myself. Yeah, I'm going in the Hunger Games with my sister. *sniff* *sob* Sorry, I'm kind of still in shock.