Chapter 3
Who did she say? What? Did I just black out? I try to figure out who was chosen. All the girls are looking at me and they slowly make a path right in front of me. At this point I know it's me. I start to walk up the path. Thoughts going through my mind; swords, knives, bows, scythes!
Now I'm up on stage. I must have shed a tear because Larine hands me a tissue. I clench it in my hands.
"Now for the boys," Larine says.
She walks over to the boys bowl, slips her hand in and instantly grabs a slip.
"Manual Hallstead," she reads.
I pear out into the crowd and see a small boy no taller than 5 foot walk up on to stage.
"Now you two must shake hands," Mayor Pluneberry says.
I reach out my hand for him to shake it. He is hesitant at first but grabs my hand and gives it one good shake.
After, Larine escorts us back stage, we are fallowed by 2 peacekeepers carrying two large guns. Larine shows Manual his room, he walks in and the Peacekeeper slams the door and guards him. A couple rooms later I walk into the door and flick on a switch. The room illuminates and I'm in a small study. The door slams behind me and I stand there for a second trying to process exactly what just happened. I finally come to an easy conclusion…
I'm in this year's Hunger Games!
Just then Oak flies through the doors and hugs me.
"You have 3 minutes," the peacekeeper shouts.
"I'm fine, I'm alright," I say.
"I know you are," he says, he starts to cry.
"Listen Vivan,"
"I know Oak-,"
"No Vivan seriously listen up," Oak says, I shut up.
"You can do this, you can win, and I know 100% that you can do it. Use your knowledge of the snares and put them into play. Your fast, fastest person I know, put that in to play and you are smart, you can easily put that into play, Vivan do not and I repeat do not count yourself out," he finishes.
He hugs me, now I start to cry. He is such an amazing brother, and in a few weeks, I could loose that. My tears turn into a ball, sniffling, and sobbing.
"Times up," the Peacekeeper says. He rips Oak from our embrace and pulls him out of our room.
I'm still crying and I start to feel dizzy so I sit down in the chair behind me. My sobbing goes on for a long time until my next visitor bursts through the door. My gaze files the floor than up to the visitors face. It's my Grandmother. I jump out of my seat knocking it over and hug my grandmother.
"Hello dear," she says.
"Grandma, I'm so scared, I can't do this, I won't win," I say.
"Believe in yourself dear, you are stronger than you think, you are an Incomstanti, you are beautiful, smart, strong and cunning, you have a great chance in this dear," she says.
I don't say anything I just hug my grandmother tightly.
"Vivan win this for me, for Oak and for your parents."
Once she mentions my parents I feel a wave of strength come over me. The Peacekeeper enters the room
"Its time to go," he says.
I kiss my grandma on the cheek as she gets yanked out of the room.
It's only a few seconds before Larine skips into the room.
"Its time to go," she says.
She grabs my hand and walks me down the hall; we turn into a small room and pick up Manual.
Larine walks us down two more sets of halls, and then takes us into a garage to our car that takes us to the train station. The car is large, black and has tinted windows so that you can't see as well outside. I never found out why that is.
Suddenly the garage door opens and our car turns on, I get inside, fallowing by Larine and Manual.
The driver puts the car in gear and now we are out on the road,
The sad looks on everyone on the sides of the roads, waving and crying. I notice a woman on her knees screaming and crying as we pass by. I expect that the woman is someone Manual knows.
We keep driving for a long time; people still lined on the side of the road, waving and sorrowing, when somebody catches my eye, its Oak. He stands there fists clenched, tears falling like a water fall and waving me goodbye. I stick my hand on the window and start to cry. A few moments later Manual starts to cry as well. Larine gets a disgusted look on her face because she is right in the middle of this cry fest.
"There, there," she says as she hands us tissues.
By this point we are at the edge gates of District 10, where the train station is beside us. There are plenty of reporters and camera men surrounding our car. Our driver opens our door and I'm required to walk out first. Once I'm out, I am blinded by the flashes of the cameras. I walk over to the train and stand there waiting for Larine and Manual. I let Manual enter the train before me; there is no hesitation he flies up the three stares into the train.
I have to go next. I grip the bar holding it firmly and I close my eyes. I take one breath and step into the train.