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This is District 10, meet Savoy and Erica!

Erica Wein POV

"Erica Wein!"

I am shocked. Horrified even. I look at Cate and hug her,

"Do not volunteer, I've got this."

She's crying, I feel myself moving involuntarily, walking up towards the stage.

My life flashes before my eyes.

When I was twelve I came home from a day out with my friends, I went up to my room to find it bare. When my parents got home from work they told me they needed to speak with me, and sat me down and got me to tell them.

"I'm sorry Erica, but we do not accept people like you in the Wein family" Said my dad, back when I was in District 5, back when my parents both found out my secret. That I was homosexual.

"You're a disgrace!" My mother said through gritted teeth, before shoving a large bag of my belongings into my hands.

Then the door slammed in my face.

I was alone.

I felt sad, I wouldn't cry, I couldn't let anything get to me in that way, no matter how bad things got.

And they got so much worse.

A year of living off the street, getting odd jobs to raise money, like gardening or painting fences, buying food when I could, sometimes I'd go with just scraps for days, I slept under roofs if I was lucky, and gutters if I was not. Even if this was pretty bad, and even if I thought it couldn't have gotten worse, it got much, much worse.

The stage is coming towards me, or I'm walking towards it, far quicker then I'd wanted too. I looked back at Cate, just thinking it was a blessing that it was me reaped, and not her. It will be hard but I'll win these games, for her.

It was raining that night. Not hard, just drizzling, the miserable rain that puts anyone in a bad mood. That was the night when Rick found me.

I was sitting in the corner of an alleyway, doing my best to shelter from the rain, I hadn't eaten in days when he approached me. He was a good looking guy, old, but good looking, but also extremely sleazy, and the more I spoke to him the more sleazy he became, even so he told me not to worry, he told me he'd feed me and give me shelter, if I do one thing in return. That's when the even worse times began.

Rick was a pimp, I was his subject, I tried to escape after I realised what I had to do but I was forced to stay, he held me captive, along with other girls. He sent me out, he made me do bad, bad things, he made me hate life more than I already had, I tried to get out of it, I refused to eat, I tried to escape. Each thing I tried received punishment.

Then I met Cate.

She was another girl being pimped by this monster. She felt as helpless as me, we had so much in common. It wasn't soon after that we fell in love.

We had to keep it quiet, and we did, months went by where we'd have to sneak around, then Rick found out. It was awful, he punished us, told us that if we don't stop seeing each other he'll kill us.

So we ran away.

We took all the money we could find, including Ricks. We ran out of the district, chased by Rick's henchmen, under the fence into another district, we did this till we reached district 10, for a week we searched for a place to live, sleeping out in the streets just as I used to. Then we found a ranch, a beautiful small ranch with animals on, it was every person's dream. For the first time since I was disowned, for the first time since I was twelve, I was happy, we actually lived comfortably.

I reach the stage, still thankful. I am scared, yes. Even so, I have to seem strong for Cate, I can't worry her, even if there isn't that much of a worse situation, I mean, we spent most of our life in 'worse situations'. We made it through them so we can make it through this. Having a rough upbringing makes you a rough person, I'd be willing to fight, to kill, even if it's not ideal. I already think through it now, I may not be too great with weapons, well, I've never been trained with them, I can stay hidden, I can make it back to Cate.

As I make my way up the stage I hear the muttering. Of course, even if me and Cate have been living here for six months no one really knows who we are, no one will have heard of us, even though I'm sixteen and should be in school, I spend my time on the ranch, same as Cate. We keep to ourselves as we don't want to get recognised or cause trouble, so many people are giving me strange looks, trying to figure out just who I am.

I stand there, my head held high, taking in everything around me, buzzing off adrenaline and nerves. I'm so used to bad that it is the norm. Every little bit of luxury I've cherished, and even if I do die, I'll have loved my life.

"Any volunteers?" The capitol representative crys from not too far away.

I found Cate in the crowd and watch her, making sure she doesn't volunteer. She stares straight back, tears flowing, but she just nods back. The rest of the crowd was silent, no one stirred.

"Welcome to the games, Erica." Said the representative, I just stood there. Not letting any emotion show, for if anything, I was happy, happy that I could be the victim, and not any other person, especially Cate.

Savoy Riobravo POV

I've been working in the slaughter all my life. Killing, skinning and selling beef every day. I adore my job, if I'm ever in a bad mood, I can just think how the cows have it way worse. The most annoying day of the year is reaping, because it means I have to miss work.

Reaping. My names going to have gone down for the thirty fifth time this year. Yup, thirty five… Not my own choice but my mothers, she's signed me up for a ton of tesserae even though we don't really need it. I can't think of why, I think it must be something to do with that my whole family dislike me, I'm not allowed to see my two sisters, and my father used to beat me. I can't blame them, I get angry really easily, and it's been like that for years.

"Oi, Luka!" I shout in rage, I usually am either silent, or shouting, I don't like to talk unless something really annoys me.

"What's up, Savoy?" Luka replies, Luka is an older guy, his wife won the hunger games, like the fifth one or something…

"Why isn't there enough beef to sell today?" I rage, it's not a big deal, but I was already in a mood as I got put on transporting beef for the day, I preferred killing or skinning.

"There's another batch coming alright? Stupid raisers haven't really delivered this week." He scowls and walks off.

Raisers. That was the name for the people who raised the animals on district 10, I would love to live where there was a split, right down the middle of district 10, one half houses the raisers, and another, the slaughterers. That way I'd never have to come face to face with them. I mean, hey! They could even make a wall with spikes on the top to separate us, the more distance the better. Unfortunately, that's not the case, we're all mixed up. Raisers are vile, they find life way too carefree, and they're lousy at their job. Although I wouldn't be shocked if they say the same about us. Most people don't get along in this district, the raisers keep to themselves as do us slaughterers, we compete over everything, even the Hunger Games. We tend to keep track of how many victors we have, boasting when we have more, and at the moment we have three winners, while they only have one. Slaughterers will always be better killers.

"Well, what's the bloody point to this job if we don't have any stock!" I sigh, before taking out the beef that's in the crate.

"Hey, Sav, you going to the reaping? It's in an hour…" I hear Luka say.

"Don't tell me what to do! I will go when I want to!"

"Alright, calm down…"

"Don't be so bloody sarcastic, leave me alone!" I shout and bang down on the box in front of me, and due to my rather large size the box splits and meat leaks out everywhere. Just enough to provoke me more, I make obscene words and kick the box over, before storming out of the building and down towards the village centre.

Stupid people and idiots who can't do there stupid job properly. People who think they can tell me what to do. Working is my only relief from anger. Idiot Luka, thinking he's better than everyone. I kick some grass up on some farmlands. Farmlands, now that's another thing I cannot stand, not that I can stand much, bar the slaughterhouse. I adore my work, but stupid raisers think there so superior, think they're great and the farmlands with them. Farmlands disgust me, who would actually want to live on so much mud anyway, with all the noisy animals. Stupid animals.

When I reach the gathering of people the reaping was only just beginning, the stupid ugly representative was stood on a stage, grinning and chuckling to the crowd making a terrible situation even worse.

I notice a couple of stupid raisers looking at me and chuckling. I notice, not that I care or anything, that I'm still coated in blood from the slaughterhouse, and probably reek of meat thanks to Luka hacking me off. Idiot.

I have to calm down, I can't go lashing out so publicly. This is why I'm glad I don't have to go to school anymore, have to share the same roof as those useless morons. I still have my family, but at least I can kind of stand them. The only people I can really stand are my mates, the five lads, Toka, Micky, Karl, Secha and Phillip, that's because they share the same disinterests as me, so we spend our time wandering around farmlands laughing at the stupid raisers, making their life that little bit more difficult.

"So now we pick the lady!"

Aha, lets see which poor raiser gets picked this year.

"Erica Wein!"

I have never heard that name before, I see a girl around my age walk onto the stage, she looks like a raiser, but she also looks like she has the feistiness of a slaughterer, I don't even recognise her.

"And now the boy!"

I wonder what my chances are, thirty five in maybe four thousand? Well, the odds are in my fav-

"Savoy Riobravo!"

Maybe not. Stupid games!

I narrow my eyes, making sure that I did hear my name correctly, looking around I see everyone staring at me wide eyed, some people are smirking. Stupid raisers. Stupid farmlands! I troop up to the stage and make an obscene gesture to the crowd.

"To all you bloody raisers!"

I get a few whoops and whistles, but raisers were shouting insults and I shouted back, many rude comments were exchanged between them and I, after a minute or so two peacekeepers came before me and handcuff me, yelling at me to be quiet. I look at the crowd and spot my family, dropping their heads in shame and disgust. I don't care. At least I know I went out with a bang.

Okay the only spots left are the District 1 girl, and Districts 2 and 9 for boys! Get those last submits in!
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