The reaping district 1
Alana Debenedette
I was woken up by the sunlight peeking through my windows, on my soft luscious bed. I was just about to go back to sleep when I remembered that today was the reaping. I threw back the covers and headed to my closet. I found my favorite orange tank top and my favorite mini skirt and headed to the bathroom. After I brushed my golden blonde hair back to its pin straight state and brushing my teeth extra hard to make them pearly white I smiled. Today is the day I bring pride to my district and volunteer for the Wolf Games. I slipped on my clothes and my gold necklace with an "A" made out of diamonds and walked slowly down the stairs savoring each step. I walked towards the kitchen and found my mom and dad at the table eating breakfast. "Your plate is in the microwave sweetie", my mom said in her normally sweet voice. A wide grin came upon my face as I walked over and kissed her cheek. In the microwave were two pancakes with cinnamon and a spoon of eggs. I grabbed the plate and a cup of coffee and sat down in front of my parents. Halfway through the second pancake the doorbell rang. "Uggggg who could that be" I said irritated. "Who do you think it is" The voice said from behind the door. I know that voice from anywhere! Coming! I shouted. I kissed my mom and my dad on the cheek and ran out the door. "Hey Michelle"! I said excitedly. "Hey Alana!" she replied. She is like my best friend in the world; we met in the training center. I taught her how to throw knives and throw a spear. Before we knew it we arrived at my other good friend's house. Her name is Kimberly Crystal and let's just says she is amazingly awesome with a sword. "Hey Kimberly" I said "Hey Alana" she replied. "So Alana I hear you're going to volunteer this year." She said with a smug smile on her face. Her canines are shorter and blunter than mine but hey who's judging? "Yes I am and I will win this year." I said returning the smile even though I added a little bit of a snarl to it. After the conversation about the party that will be thrown at my new house in the victors' village we arrived into the line for registration. The lady pricks our fingers and points to the 17 year old group where we stand. I zone out a little, but it must have been a long time since I saw this little girl no older than 12 walk up to the stage with a smug smile on her face. "I volunteer!" I shouted, with an even bigger smile on my face. The 12 year old turns around and glares at me. Her breath getting heavier by the second as she bares her fangs at me. As I walk up to the stage she whispers," Why the hell did you do that?" I just ignore her and walk towards the escort. Now that I'm up there can get a good look at our escort. She is at least a head taller than me with her pink platform heels She has short brown hair with pink highlights. A green sparkly dress hugs her body snugly and a warm sincere smile is plastered on her face. She walks towards the boys bowl and plucks a name. She studies it for a second and then calls out the name, "Jack Myer"
Ryan Kestrall
I awake in my bed thanks to the bright sun. Uggg today is the day of the Reaping. I'm volunteering today to show my parents that I'm not their little Ry Ry anymore. I climb out of bed and head towards my clothes' drawer. I pull out a pair of tan cargo shirts and a white polo shirt and head down stairs. There I am greeted by my older sister Mari and my parents. "Hey son." MY dad says with a cheery tone in his voice. "Hey dad." I say with a fake smile. How can they be happy? It's the day of the Reaping. I am about to be sent off to my death, and their happy? While thinking I don't notice that my sister Mari walks up to me and gives me a hug. "Sup little bro, I heard you are volunteering this year." (AN: OMG DRAMA BOMB!) I can already tell all hell is about to break loose. My mom drops her fork on her plate with a loud clang and my father just stares at me. "Thanks a whole hell of a lot." I say through clenched teeth, reminding myself to bare my fangs at her. Don't get me wrong I love my sister a lot but I think she messes with me for fun. "Ryan what's she talking about." My mother says trying to contain the tears in her eyes. "Mom I'm 18, I want to prove to you guys that I'm not a baby anymore." A single tear slides down my mother's face and I know that I have to win, for her. "I Promise I will win." I tell her giving her a hug and kissing her on the cheek. "I got to go; I'll see you in the Justice Building." I tell her before running upstairs and grabbing my leather bracelet. My mom gave it to me. She even had the maker put my name in silver threads. I smile and run out the door, literally slamming into my best friend Karston. Karston has been my best friend since out first day of training. "Sup man." He says as he rises from the ground. "Nothing man just headed to the reaping." I tell him. We carry on the conversation about me winning the Wolf Games until we arrive at registration. The lady pricks our fingers and points us over to, the 18 year old area. The District 1 escort walks up to the stage and greets us with a warm smile. We listen to her greeting and watch the video, and then she walks over to the girls bowl. She studies the card and reads the name," Abby Samson." A girl no older than 12 walks up there but is stopped by the words "I volunteer!" She turns around and there walks a girl with pin straight hair, an orange tank top and a white mini skirt walks up to the stage and smiles. Then the escort walks towards the bowl and pulls out a name for the boys. "Jack Myer." A boy who looks like he should be 11 walks up there with the most terrified look on his face. I project my voice and yell," I volunteer!" The boy's face returns its color and as I walk by he whispers," Thank you so much." I turn around and tell him "No problem little man." With that the boy runs back to his mother's arms. I continue to walk towards the stage and shake hands with the escort. "Well looks like we have two volunteers this year!" She says into the microphone. "What's your name?" She says addressing to the girl. "Alana Debenedette" She says into the microphone. She sounds ecstatic, a little too ecstatic. "Now young s man's what your name is?" She says handing me the microphone. "Ryan Kestrall." I tell her with a smile on my face. The least I can do is be nice to the escort and that is what I will do.
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