I just sat there shocked. Scratch that we all sat there shocked. Of course, how could i have thought that they would just not let there be a victor. How are we supported to believe that that was set 75 years ago and this is just a coincidence. I know its not a coincidence. I go to bed frustrated. I just lie in my bed thinking about Mason. He is only 12 and he will have to be reaped again. This is why i don't want to have kids i would worry about them every day just hoping they wouldn't have to fight for there life. After a while i go into a not so welcomed sleep.
*two days later*
Today is reaping day. I don't know why, but i am more nervous then any other reaping. I guess i don't have to be that worried my name is in 17 times but its defiantly not as bad as some people. As we get to the get to the Square, Mason and I get separated and I have to go to the 17 year old's while he has to go to the 12 year old's. I really hope he is safe. I can't volunteer for him if he is reaped since i am a girl and he is a boy officiously.
A perky Capitol woman named Effie, I think walks on stage "welcome, welcome!" she says way to happily. "As always, ladies first!" This is it. My stomach turns in to a little ball and i hope with all my might that she won't call " Ivy Westbrooke!" she says interrupting my thoughts. It takes me a minute to process it in my mind. She just called my name and I am going in the arena. I slowly walk on stage and i almost fall over because my legs are so wobbly. "Ivy Westbrooke everyone!" she starts to clap and slowly everyone starts to join in except my best friends Alice and David.
Well at least my brother is safe. "Mason Westbrooke!" I spoke to soon.
thank you everyone who is reading this it means a lot to me. sorry it is so short but i will make a longer one for the next chapter. Well this is my last chapter for tonight! Review! Favorite! Follow!