Thank you SeekerDraconis for Analeigh and Dharma the Polar Bear for Clancy :) I hope I did your tributes justice :)

Analeigh Summers, 14

Just close your eyes, the sun is going down

You'll be alright, no one can hurt you know

Come morning light, you and I'll be

Safe and sound

The piano notes smoothly decrescendo into nothing and I my voice ends with it.

"That was beautiful." Commends my tutor. He gives me a light round of applause and helps me stand up.

Ever since the tracker jacker incident at the age of 7, I only see darkness and the occasional glint of light.

I had been harmlessly playing on my father's cattle ranch.

Father owns one of the wealthiest cattle ranches in District 10 and it contains many empty fields which I could be commonly seen playing in.

I trod on beds of grass and flowers and decided to rest under an apple tree. My tummy rumbled and I decided to grab a bite to eat before sleeping so I scaled the tree in search of a meal. My eyes landed on the perfect apple; shiny, red and all mine. My nimble feet step out onto the thick branch and the sound of humming alerts my senses. I looked up and saw a hive of tracker jackers. In a desperate attempt to escape, I jumped off and flailed my arms. My left arm made contact with the hive and angered its residents. Around 10 tracker jackers flew after me and stung me in various places. It was a miracle my eyesight and been lost and not my life.

"Thank you Alejandro." I bow my head in gratitude at my teacher and feel his grip on my hand lessen.

"Your brother will be with you in a minute." Alejandro tells me. I reach my hand behind me and feel the soft bedding of my bed so I plop my 5'5 frame on the bed and wait patiently for Nathan to arrive.

Soft thudding alerts my sharp hearing and I point my finger to the location where my 19yr old brother is presumably standing.

"How do you do that!" He cries in amazement. I give off a small smile and feel the bed creak as Nathan sits down.

"Just gifted." I reply casually yet softly. Nathan brushes a strand of brown hair out of my face and I imagine him staring into my blank, hazel eyes.

"Are you scared?"

I nod my head. No point in hiding it.

"Terrified." I whisper.

I lean on his muscular shoulder that usually stretches back a whip to herd the cattle.

"You'll be okay. Your name's only in there 5 times." He murmurs soothingly.

"Tassy's name was only in there twice." I counter.

Tassy, last year's female tribute from District 10. Being 13 and a wealthy family's daughter gave her great odds although fate had a different plan. I can still remember hearing an axe cracking her head in two pieces.

"This year will be different." Nathan comforts.

"How do you know?" I question.

"Because I won't let them have you."

He strokes my head and I whisper a quiet, "Thank you."

"For what?" Asks Nathan.

"For everything. Helping me, comforting me and just being there for me." I confess.

My 16yr old brother Pete wants nothing to do with me. To him, I'm just a waste of space.

He helps me up and brings me to my dresser. I open the mahogany drawer and caress the different materials with my fingertips. I gingerly select a soft material, most likely silk. Nathan steps out of the room as I have a shower and get changed into the dress. The silk feels welcoming against my rough skin. Along with blindness, the tracker jacker attack also left me with numerous scars.

"Come in." I call to Nathan. I hear the hinges of my door screaming as the door swings open.'

"Breath-taking." Nathan commends. A smile pulls the corner of my lips and I feel Nathan embrace me in a hug.

"We better have breakfast." I mumble to Nathan.

After a delicious breakfast of bacon and eggs, Nathan takes my hand and leads me out the house. Father can't attend the reaping as its calf season and he has to stay back and watch 3 pregnant cows due any at any moment.

"Bye Father!" I cry.

After a few seconds father responds with a gruff, "Bye darling!"

Pete left earlier to catch up with his friends so it's just Nathan and I walking to the Reaping.

"We better hurry up. We don't want to be late." Nathan urges. He lightly yanks on my hand and we speed up.

"Welcome welcome! Happy Hunger Games and May the odds be ever in your favour!"

My super-sensitive ears perk up and I start shaking Nathans hand.

"They're starting, I can hear them." I say rapidly to Nathan. My voice speeds up as realisation sets in.

Today could be the day I get sent to my death.

I shake my head to rid the thoughts and Nathan and I briskly walk to the reaping.

"Just about there..."

I look up at Nathan worriedly and although I can't see him, I can feel his breath slightly pick up in tempo.

I feel the atmosphere. What once was calm and peaceful is now full of anxiety and tension. I feel Nathan shift my body into the line to get marked off. The line moves quickly and before I know it, a sharp ZAP pricks my finger.

"Thank goodness that is over!" Exclaims our escort Trixie Pantario, obviously relieved that she doesn't have to read any more of the Treaty of Treason.

"We can move onto the fun part. The actual reaping!" She trills excitedly.

I hear the CLICK CLACK of sharp heels striking the stage and I hear her clear her voice.

"Analeigh Summers!"

I feel my blood run cold as I hear my name roll of Trixie's lips. Strong hands begin pushing me and I feel the floor below me shift from stone to gravel and I know everyone can see me. I stand there awkwardly, not knowing what way to turn or where to go.

"No! You can't take her! She's blind for god's sake!" Stammers Nathan. I expect a hug to come but instead I feel the coldness of a peacekeepers gloved hand land on my arm. He grabs my hand kindly and leads me to the stage. In the background I can hear feet scuffling and demands to let me go.

My wrists start sweating and my legs begin to shake so I do what I always do when I get nervous.

I sing.

Just close your eyes, the sun is going down

You'll be alright; no one can hurt you now

Come morning light, you and I'll be

Safe and Sound

Clancy Austen, 15

"You've got to be kidding." I moan.

"Its 'Truth or Dare' Clancy, you have to do it." Explains Catalina Meadows.

"Do I really have to kiss Spring?" I complain.

"Yeah why me!?" Demands Spring.

"No arguing. Do it."

Catalina crosses her slender arms and waits for me to 'make my move.'

"Fine." Spring and I chorus.

I stare into her soft brown eyes and rest my hand behind her neck.

"Here goes nothing." I mumble.

I lean in and feel our lips meet. The faint smell of apples engulfs me and I notice something in the back of my mind. There's a spark, almost undetectable but there's a passion, a drive behind Springs lips. I return the passion and we

I pull away from Spring and can't help but bite my tongue playfully.

"Well that was intense." Jokes Randy.

I punch him in the arm and he makes a noise halfway between a shout and a laugh.

I look back at Spring and stare at her pale, freckled face. It has reddened and she twirls her long, flaming orange hair. I feel my tanned face redden as well and run my hands through my brownish-blonde hair.

"Someone enjoyed it." Exclaims Catalina playfully.

"Shut up!" I cry, laughter seeping into my voice.

"C'mon, we're gonna be late for the Reaping."

We all roll our eyes at Spring's statement. Of course, the Reaping. We all decided to camp out on Springs ranch which is only a 10 minute drive ride to the reaping.

We all pile into Spring dads ute and Randy sits at the wheel. He puts the car in reverse and meanders out the long driveway. We all sing songs and joke around, seeing the mood is going to change drastically once we enter the town square.

"Where here." Randy announces. At the sound of those words, all conversation dies and laughter ceases.

Randy parks the Ute in a designated area and we all pile out.

The stage is just beginning to fill with the mayor, District 10's 5 living victors and our escort.

Trixie Pantario, our escort, pops up and bounces to the microphone.

"Welcome, welcome. Happy Hunger Games and May the odds be ever in your favour!"

My friends and I file into a line and wait patiently, yet loudly, to get our names marked off.

"Hand please." The capitol lady clasps her hand impatiently and I extend my muscular arm for her to mark.

I move off to the side to wait for everyone once she ZAPS my hand and listen to the escort rattle on about the history of Panem.

"Well floods, fire, war and other stuff like that attacked 'North America' and then we were screwed but then BAM! Panem rose out of the ashes and then the 13 Districts attacked the Capitol but we beat you..."

I tune out and make awkward conversation with Spring whilst the rest get marked off.

"About today..." Spring begins.

"Meant nothing." I reply coolly.

"Yeah that's the point. I want it to mean something."

So my theory was correct. She does like me.

"I...um..."

"Spring! C'mon its starting!" Catalina calls.

Spring leaves without giving me a second glance and Randy struts over.

"What was that all about?" He questions. I feel my face redden and quickly turn and starting walking to my roped off section.

"So it did mean something?" Randy derives. The questions keep rolling as our escort makes her way to the reaping bowl and pulls out a name.

Please not Spring. Please not Catalina.

"Analeigh Summers!"

It's so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone knows Analeigh Summers. The poor blind daughter of a wealthy cattle farmer.

"No! You can't take her! She's blind for god's sake!" Screams her brother. Anger and rage streaks his pained voice and he watches helplessly as his sister is brought up to the stage.

"Well now that that's over. Let's pick our male!"

I glance at Randy and his eyes show fear which is an uncommon sight.

"Clancy Austen!"

My breathe catches in his throat and I look at Randy. Randy tries blocking my gaze and I stare at him.

I turn back around and start walking to the stage in shock. I walk up the steps and walk to the centre of the stage.

"Let's give a nice round of applause for our tributes, Clancy Austen and Analeigh Summers."

Only a few people clap.

A set of peacekeepers opens the doors leading into the Justice Building and Analeigh and I walk into them, peacekeepers at our side.

Another set of doors is opened and I stare into my goodbye room.

"Clancy!"

I turn around and see Spring run towards me, followed by Catalina and Randy.

Spring crashes into me and I stumble backwards but manage to stay upright.

"You can't go!" She cries. She screams as Catalina attempts to pull her off me and it takes Randys assistance to ply her from me.

"Mate, we'll miss you." Randy says gloomily. Catalina grabs his hand and Spring sobs endlessly on the couch.

"Things won't be the same without you." Catalina states. I give my friend of 3 years a huge hug and shake Randys hand.

I turn to face Spring and the tears still flow freely.

I walk up to her and plant a kiss directly on her lips. I try pulling away but she pulls me harder.

"Times up." The doors open and a peacekeeper peers his masked face in. Randy and Catalina step outside but Spring continues to stay in my arms. The peacekeeper comes up to her and yanks her away from me. She screams and claws the peacekeeper but he continues to carry her, closing the doors before I can even say goodbye.

Next my parents come in. Mum weeps openly on Dads shoulder and dad tries comforting her.

"It's OK. It's OK." He soothes.

He strokes mums hair and I sit beside him.

"I'll try." I vow.

Dad looks uncertainly at me and continues to comfort mum.

"We love you Clancy." Dad tells me.

When the peacekeepers come in Dad and Mum latch onto me and only let go when the peacekeeper cocks his gun.

"We love you!" Wails mum.

The door slams behind mum and I curl up on the couch, thinking of the many possible ways I could die.

ONLY 3 MORE REAPINGS TO GO! Please read and review as it motivates me to write quicker :3