Bree
Disctrict 1
(Male spot for this Disctrict is still open. Please see the form to submit by PM. This story cannot continue until a male tribute is submitted. You have 48 hours to comply to this.)
I arose the morning ready for the Reaping. I was going to volunteer this year, against my parent's wishes. I walked slowly to the bathroom, and brushed my golden brown hair out until it shined. I didn't need any makeup or anything, so I put on my Reaping outfit. It was a cream tunic with brown leggings to wear underneath. I walked up to the 15-year-old section, and stood quietly. My best friend Gigi walked up to me.
"You been training?" she asked in a whisper. I nodded. I'd been training for the past 2 years for this moment. My mom was sick in the hospital, with cancer, so the fortune would pay for her treatment. And the fame...well, the fame would hopefully land me a boyfriend. Maybe. Our escort, Polly Rickeshay, walked up to the podium.
"And for this year's tributes...after re-examining the evidence, we've come to a decision. Bree Ryin is going to be the female tribute." she said. Wow! Won't have to volunteer now! My family's shock almost makes me regret my own plans.