I'm so sorry this took so long guys. I had it all done then my computer crapped out on me and deleted the whole seven pages. I cried and cursed and tried to find it but I couldn't. So here.

(Gemma Lockehart [District one])

I yawn leaning back in the chair. Let's get this show on the road. These goodbyes are really only for the weak tributes because I am the strongest and am coming home. So I suppose they deserve a goodbye and I do need to get Midnight from dad. But still they take way to long. I mean come on people! Let's just get going.

The door swings open and dad walks in. "Hey Gemma are you ready?"

I roll my eyes and pet Midnight who walked in behind him. "Of course dad. I've been training for years."

He grins. "I know baby I know. The next time I see you, you'll me a victor!"
A smile creeps on my face a result of the excitement. "I know right! I can't wait! Those other tributes better watch out."

"Of course they have to; you will be the feared tribute in the games. Remember I'll be cheering you on and if you need the sponsor gifts I'll try to get you them."

"Thanks dad but we both know I won't need them."

"I know but just in case."

"Okay thanks. I love you and will see you soon." I say refusing to say goodbye thinking that it sounds to final.

He nods. "I love you to." Then he's heading out with the peacekeepers. I will see him soon but I will be a victor then and things will be different.

I stroke Midnight's ears as the door opens again and Luka walks in this time. "Hey blondie you pumped?" he asks already knowing the answer.

"Course. I'm about to go in the hunger games why wouldn't I be excited?" I reply ignoring Midnight's growling.

He nods "Very true." Then to my surprise he gives me a hug of congratulations. I hug him back and he slips something on my wrist. I pull away and glance down at it. It's a… leather bracelet?
He notices my confusion and laughs. "For a token. If you want it that is."

"Of course I want it. What you want to be able to say you gave the victor her token?" I tease.

He smirks. "Something like that. Anyhow I know you don't need it but good luck."

"Thanks I'll see you when I'm a victor."

"See ya when you're a victor blondie." He smirks then turns to leave. And now we can finally get going.

(Logan Huntzberger [District one])

I wait knowing that the goodbyes I dread will come soon. The one with my parents won't be too bad as my father is mentoring this year and is also a heartless bastard.

I sigh. I still can't believe Kian was drawn. Now I have to put up a huge act and pretend to be a monster to get home to him and my family. But it will be worth it. At least I have a chance. I've been training forever but Kian has only been training for two years. Plus he never really focuses at training mostly just talks.

I'm snapped out of the thought by the door opening and my parents walking in practically beaming with pride. Wow they're happy.

Dad and mom both hug me their face seeming to burst with the size of their smile. "Congratulations son! I didn't know you were planning on volunteering!" dad says.

Time to start acting. "Well I wanted you to be surprised. But yeah I can't wait to lead the careers!"

Mom looks thoughtful for a minute. "Yes that should work. You're strong trained and a natural leader."

Dad nods as well. "We have to go now but make us proud son. I will see you on the train."

"Good bye mom. See you later dad."

They both leave the room and I mentally steel myself for the tears that I know will come when Kian and Honor come in. I have to tell them about the act and they will be worried about me. But I will comfort them as I plan on winning.

Then the door bursts open and they run in with just as I excepted tears rolling down their face. They both hug me tightly as if they can't let go.

When they finally release me I manage a small smile "Hey guys."

Kian looks me dead in the eyes gratitude illuminating from him. "Thank you."

"Hey it's no problem Kian. I can win this thing I know I can."

Honor doesn't look so sure. But instead of saying anything she pulls out a small blue crystal from her pocket. She hands it to me and I look at it closely. Her and Kian's names are carved into it neatly and it's clear that she intends for it to be my token.

"Thank you."

She nods "You're welcome and good luck."

"Listen you two this is important we don't have much time left." I lean down pulling both of them close. "Whatever you see in the arena. Whatever you see me do on that screen you need to remember it's just an act okay? It's just an act so I can get home to you. I have to play the ruthless career leader who enjoys killing. But it's all an act I'm still me okay? You have to promise me that whatever you see on that screen you won't judge me when I get home. Promise?"

Kian nods and hugs me again sobbing harder. "I-I promise Logan. Goodbye."

"Goodbye Kian." I whisper then pull away turning to Honor. " Do you promise?"

She nods. "Of course I promise little bro. Just remember us in the arena okay? That's why I got you that token."

"Of course." I hug her. "I promise. Goodbye Honor."

She pulls away and shakes her head. "Not good bye. Until we meet again."

"Okay." Until we meet again." She says trying to fight a new wave of tears.

"Until we meet again Kian and Honor!" I call as the peacekeepers force them out of the room.

Then I slump against the wall preparing for the last goodbyes. My friends. Sidney and Brian won't understand. They'll think I did it for the glory. But Erin she's different. She'll know, she's always been able to do that. To sense what someone is thinking or feeling. Some people find it creepy but I love it about her.

I rub the crystal as the door opens and my three best friends come rushing in. Brian laughs "Man dude way to shock us all!"

Sidney returns his smirk. "Yeah dudes are you ready to slice some tributes up!"

Brian and Sidney howl clearly excited for this but Erin looks at me with wide thoughtful eyes. She mouths "Was it for Kian?"

I nod and mouth back. "It's an act." She nods in understanding.

"Good luck Logan." She says trying to put on a brave face. "Be sure to come home."

Brian slugs her and me on the shoulder. "Of course he will there's no one better in the training center haven't you seen him?"

Everyone nods. Then Sidney glances at the clock. "Well listen man we only have about one minute left so good luck and goodbye."

Everyone hugs me and Erin hangs on a second longer. She whispers in my ear. "Don't worry. I won't judge you."

I nod and whisper back "Thank you."

The door opens and the peacekeeper sticks his head in "Time."

Brian salutes "Bye Logan."

Sidney gives me a small wave. "See ya when you're a victor."

To my surprise Erin kisses me on the cheek. "Goodbye and good luck." Then they're all gone.

And now the real show begins. I rub the crystal again having a feeling it will become my anchor.

(Ira Night's P.O.V [District two])

I sit and fidget nervously with the silver anchor around my neck and pet Beau with the other hand. Chloe will be in here soon and I will have to say goodbye. This won't be easy. I can't warn her of what I will do in the arena she already knows what I'm capable of. But I just need to say good bye. In case. I swallow. In case I don't come back. But I will I have to.

I stand up and walk over to the wooden door just as it bursts open and Chloe rushes in a whirlwind of energy and tears. She throws herself on me her yellow reaping dress wrinkled and covered with mud from her run here.

She looks even more helpless like this it helps reassure me that I did the right thing. After all. I had to save her. I couldn't just let her die.

She murmurs into the hug through her tears. "You shouldn't have volunteered for me."

"I had to Chloe. I couldn't let my sister die. Even if you aren't technically my sister you're the closest thing I have."

She finally pulls away and sniffles. "But now you might die."

I shake my head. "I won't and you know what?"

"What?"
"When I come back a victor I and you can both move to victor's village."

She smiles and makes a small attempt at humor. "No more salt soup?"

I let a small laugh escape my lips. "I don't know it was just so tasty."

Her face grows serious again at the sight of the anchor on my neck. "Will you wear it as a token in the arena? So you don't forget me." She asks tearing up again.

I hug her trying to keep my own tears at bay. "Of course Chloe." The door opens and the peacekeepers are back, their strong hands at her waist dragging her away from me.

"Goodbye Ira! Win!" She yells then the door closes and she's gone.

"I will." I whisper then bury my face in Beau's fur. Okay Ira time to be serious. Freeze out emotions now they won't help you in the arena. Rising to my feet I wipe away the tears. Let's do this.

(Zeke Pokelius's P.O.V [District two])

I relax in the chair and look out the window. Ah that was epic. The looks on Rick's face when I stole his glory, and on his last year to. I let out a whistle and smirk. I doubt anyone will come to say goodbye to me. No need really, I'm going to win so why on earth would I need to say goodbye to anyone. I mean sure they'll just be little people once I'm a victor but still.

Suddenly the door bursts open and Rick walks in fuming with rage. "Hey." I say with a smirk.

He turns on me and yells "What the hell was that?! My last freaking year! I was drawn I was lucky! And you ruin it! You ruin my last chance to bring honor to my name!"

I interrupt his ranting and say in a perfectly calm tone. "I wanted to win the hunger games. Does that bother you?"

His face grows dark and dangerous and for a second I think he might hit me. But instead he grabs my shirt collar and leans in. "Little brother you better make it out of that arena so it wasn't for nothing. But if god forbid you die. Then you better put up a good show. So listen to me and listen close."

I nod still smirking. Man the most epic prank ever. "What is your words of wisdom big brother?" I taunt.

His face seems to be set in stone. "If you die, die in style."

"Excuse me?" I ask slightly confused and offended that he thinks I'm going to die. "I don't plan on dying."

He spins and leaves the room. "Goodbye brother."

"Bye Rick." I mutter playing with the tomato hair clip that is my token. It used to belong to a girl I had a crush on but I got over her. What was her name again? Oh yeah Rachel. But she didn't even want to volunteer or liked the games. So I ditched that chick. She wasn't worth it.

Man where is the train? I just want to get this show on the road and prove my brother wrong.

(Francis Mccoy's P.O.V [District three])

I bury my face in Daisy's long fur trying to regain control of myself and stop the tears. I just can't make myself do it. I'm going to die. I will die in the same games that took my sister.

A new wave of tears rises up at the memory of Rosie. She was my big sister my idol and the games killed her as they will surely kill me.

The door opens and my family rushes in sobbing. They don't bother trying to hide their tears. Everyone hugs me and Tom clings to my leg. I lay my head on my mother's shoulder trying to make the most of the last moments I have left with my family.

When we finally pull away it's slow and reluctant and Tom won't let go of my leg. He looks up at me with wide eyes that seem too old for his young age of five. "I'll miss you Francis."

"I'll miss you to Tom." I choke out. Tom has accepted my death but will the others?

Matt looks more determined, a fiery look in his eyes that usually means trouble. "Try to win okay Francis? Maybe you can win. You're strong maybe you can avoid the other tributes."

I shake my head. "I don't think I can Matt."

He cuts me off and lifts my head so I have no choice but to look in his eyes. "Try. Promise you will try."

I wipe away my tears and look in the eyes of my loyal big brother. I choke out "I promise I'll try." But in my heart I know the words are either a lie or have no real meaning.

My mom hugs me again pressing me close to her chest. "Goodbye Francis." She sob.

My dad hugs me next his usually emotionless act gone. "Goodbye my son I will miss you."

Tom looks at me with wide eyes. "Bye, bye brother."

Matt shakes his head. "I won't say goodbye it's to final. So see ya later Francis."

"Goodbye everyone." I say quietly as they are escorted out then go back to sobbing. I have said my goodbyes. Now the timer will begin ticking to my death.

(Veronica Santos's P.O.V [District three.])

I sit in the goodbye room still slightly in shock. I can't believe it. I was reaped. I have horrible luck and a horrible life already and now to top it all off I'm reaped. Why couldn't one of the kids who have it easy have been reaped so they can learn what's like to rough it for once.

I stand up and pace anger blurring my senses slightly. I didn't deserve this! Why couldn't one of the god darn kids from the nicer parts of town have gotten picked! They've had it so freaking easy while I have to fight for every crumb of food I get! I knock off one of the wooden novelties that seemed to be taunting me.

I take a deep breath calming myself. Temper Veronica temper. They asked for you and now they will get you.

The door opens and Dave (My dad) walks in. Wordlessly he takes me in his arms. I can tell by the way his chest is heaving that he is forcing himself to remain strong for me. I'm grateful for that. If he loses it the softer side of me may take over.

"Try to win Veronica." He says finally pulling away.

I nod "I will Dave I'll do my best. But I'm not sure if I can win…" I trail off gulping at the thought of my own canon going off.

He shakes his head. "No daughter you can't think like that. Come up with a plan and make your way home. I won't judge whatever you do and I'm sure no one else will either."

Hesitating a second I give him the answer I know he wants. "Okay. I will don't worry."

"Good." He hugs me again. "I love you daughter."

"I love you to."

"Good bye!" he calls as the peacekeepers drag him out.

"Bye… Dad." I say my voice barely above a whisper. I bite my lip fighting back tears at the thought that may be the last time I see him.

The door opens again and slowly Lindsey and James walk in tears streaming down both of their faces. James is the first to hug me. I smile slightly. I and James used to date but are still best friends. We just didn't feel that way about each other and get along better as friends.

The second he lets go Lindsey hugs me sobbing all of her spunk seeming to have drained out of her. "I-I can't believe you're going to die." She sobs.

I raise an eyebrow. "Don't worry I plan on coming home."

James looks grim but adds. "Don't forget there are twenty four of you. You need a plan to make sure you're the tribute that comes out. You have to be the tribute that comes out"

Tears prick my vision. "I know, and I'll come up with a plan. As soon as I see the other tributes I can decide on a tactic.

Lindsey nods her head bouncing in agreement. "Yes Veronica you have to come home! Who will I hang out with if you're not here?"

James gives her a flirty wink and I can tell he's trying to lighten the mood. "You can always hang out with me babe."

She rolls her eyes and gives him a look of disgust. "Not the time James!"

I glance at the clock and sigh with the realization that we are almost out of time and I believe these to be my last goodbyes.

Apparently James and Lindsey realize it as well. Lindsey clears her throat a new round of tears starting. "Bye Veronica." She squeaks out then turns to leave the room.

James leans in his breath brushing my lips, he's so close I can feel his body heat. "Try to win." Then he pulls away and is walking out. I know that this may be the last time I see him.

"Goodbye." I whisper.

He nods. "Good bye."

Then the door is closed. I gently walk up to it and trace my hand lightly on the door knob wondering what would happen if I opened it and tried to walk out. To my surprise the door opens again.

My mother is standing there. I turn around and face the window fuming inside. How dare she? How dare she come here where I can't get away?

"Veronica…" she starts. I refuse to dignify her with an answer yet.

"I just can't believe you're going in the games!" she sobs suddenly trying to hug me.

I step away. "I don't need your pity Diania. I won't forgive you just because I'm going into the arena. You destroyed our family and I don't know if I can ever forgive you."

I turn away again a single tear sliding down my face. I hear her flinch at my use of her real name then she starts to talk quietly. "I know. I just wanted to let you know that I love you and will be cheering you on." When I still don't turn around I sense her turn. "Goodbye Veronica." She whispers then leaves.

Now I should be done with goodbyes. Unless I have any other surprises. But with my luck I will.

Speak of the devil. The door opens and Rachel walks in slowly and quietly. "Hey Veronica." Her voice is barely audible.

"Hey Rachel." I reply not quite knowing what to say.

"Don't die okay? I would miss you."

"Y-You would?" I stammer slightly in shock wondering if she regrets us ending our friendship.

"Yeah we ended on bad terms and I figured that before you go in the arena I should apologize just in case."

Nodding I start to speak trying to find words. "I miss being friends with you." I say finally.

Reaching her hand into her pocket she pulls out a small silver bracelet. "I-I was going to give it to you for your thirteenth birthday but we weren't friends anymore. S-so I thought I would give it to you for your token."

"Thank you." I take the bracelet and smile slightly. It's a half of a heart and on it says "Best friends." I put it to the one that Rachel is wearing and see that hers has "Forever" written on it.

Suddenly emotional I hug her. Then the door opens and the peacekeepers walk in. "Time."

She's crying and screaming as they drag her out. "Goodbye Ver.!"
"Goodbye Rach!" I call fighting tears of my own now.

Let the games begin.

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