My Seventh Reaping
This isn't right, it shouldn't be happening. I should be immune to this but now I have to go through it all over again. I'm shaking like mad and the only thing that's keeping me ok is looking over at Finnick standing in the men's section. He smiles at me reassuringly but he looks almost as scared as I feel. Mags is next to me telling me it will be alright though I know it won't be. It's her or me. The tension is killing me; I look up at the stage to see Kayii with her hair now in small ringlets and bright green. "Annie Cresta!" Kayii calls out. I shake even more the tears flooding out. I feel as though I'm about to collapse but I just start screaming. I can't go back. I hear the screams of those who died in my last Hunger Games and I put my hands over my ears though none of it helps, they grow louder.
I hear Finnick shout my name and the screams are growing quieter. Suddenly Mags is walking up the stage, up the steps. "NO!" I cry as I realise that she had volunteered for me. But there is nothing I can do.
"Now for the boys." says Kayii. She pulls out my slip and I hope for all that its worth that it isn't Finnick's name. He can't go back. He's all I have left. "Finnick Odair." she says and the whole world comes tumbling down on me. He walks up, flicking his bronze hair and my stomach lurches forward. "Finnick!" I screech even though my voice is dry and throat is sore. Not Finnick. What am I going to do? What if he doesn't make it out? And if he does, then that means Mags will have to die. I bet Snow will be relishing this. His revenge.