I'm posting my chapter for tomorrow (if you're behind GMT) today! This is due to me being busy non stop tomorrow so i'll get no time to post it, so here we go! Hope you enjoy it :3

Meet District 3's Arianna and Pryce!

Arianna Michi POV

Ever since my mother died a year ago, I've had a hard time getting along with my father. It's partially to do with the effect that mother's death had on him, making him distant, but mainly to do with him working so much that he can't make time for me. It's made me a different person, both my mother's death and the void between me and dad. I seem to be getting angry about un important things more and more often, also I've become quite depressed, not being able to spend time with my parents has made the past year very difficult.

I'm lucky I have Chris, Chris is my best friend and, like the movies, I have a huge crush on him. Also like the movies, he has a girlfriend. She's a nice girl but when I found out they were dating it only put me into a worse mood, that was only three months ago. Me and Chris still hang out and sometimes he brings his girlfriend Kristen along, but it's less and less often than before.

When I have no one around me I turn into a quiet, shy person, I hardly talk to anyone anymore, bar Chris. I don't know why I'm so awkward around people but it's just a trait of mine. I like to think of myself as a kind person, I'm also pretty smart, both academically and street smart. I usually need someone by my side to guide me to make me have a decent conversation with people, otherwise I'm just blunt without meaning too.

I've always had an average life, never really been poor with money so I've been lucky, seeing as almost three quarters of the district are far below the poverty line. I've got a pretty house with a garden, and most houses, especially in District 3, have gardens, it's usually the more farming districts like ten and seven who have the largest amounts of land per person, in districts like ours everyone is crammed together unless you have a good amount of money.

I wake up precisely an hour before reaping, which was quite lucky, I brush my dark brown hair and get in my reaping dress, a beige maxi dress. I look in the mirror, I definitely look like a shy person with my cute baby face and petite figure, my baby blue eyes and my long hair. I tied my hair back in some kind of aid to make me look older, but alongside the dress I still look like the young shy child I am, even though I'm thirteen which I suppose is quite young, I still somehow manage to look younger.

I go down the stairs to find a note from my father,

'Sorry hun, gone out, good luck at reaping! Love you Ari. X'

Well that was just so reassuring.

My own father wasn't even going to come with me to reaping.

I hate reaping and I hate Hunger Games, this will be the first time I have gone without my mother and father, this was due to mothers anniversary being in a week time, they even came with me despite I was an only child before last year when I qualified. The whole affair makes me deathly nervous, and I don't have the slightest idea of what I'd do if I actually got picked. I have never fought before and have never been good with weapons, much like every other kid in District 3. I mean, I'm good with some electrical stuff, but I doubt that would get me far during the games.

Once it was near enough to reaping time that I would miss most of the opening stuff, but not too late that I'd be beaten by peacekeepers, I head down to the centre. I notice that the closer I get the more capitol tainted the area is, the odd extra peacekeeper there, a small camera there. Soon things are overly colourful and scarily extravagant, with the huge stage looming at the front of the crowd and the huge representative laughing to the crowd, with no response she continues with what she was saying. From where I am I can't hear her amazingly but I can get gist that she's still going on about what an honour it is to be representing district 3 in the games, and also how the games are incredible blah blah blah yeh you get the picture.

I stand there awkwardly at the back of the crowd, trying to scan to see if I can spot Chris, he's the only person I could even think of talking to right now, but as hard as I look it comes to no avail. So I just stand there, I try to avoid contact of any kind with anyone standing nearby, and soon become enveloped by people as there are still late comers filing into the centre. I can hear the muffled voice of the large lady at the front saying she will pick the girl and shuffling towards the bowl cascaded with names, she picks out a name and reads it out. I don't quite catch it.

Everyone turns towards me, people start separating to make room for the path forward, I turn around quickly, seeing if theres anyone looking devastated.

Then I realise, it's not anyone else… It's me.

I don't realise what's happening and break down into tears, dropping to my knees. I can hear the murmured whispers from all around me and I shake violently, still sobbing into my hand. Within moments I feel hands pull me up and part drag me through the crowd, when I take my hands away from my eyes I see that peacekeepers have taken me to the stage. Here I stand crying in front of my whole district, some people start crying too, at seeing the sad sight.

I stand there, tears still falling down my face for the rest of the reaping, not thinking of what to do or what I can do to stop this fate.

I have no choice. I have to face my worst nightmare. I have to fight in the games.

Pryce Alexander POV

All my life I have felt that I don't fit in with my district, I have no interest in any kind of technology. I work as a Computer maintenance/technician and I'm not even good at it, I have to work though as our family would be in a lot worse money wise if I didn't. It's like I'm being forced into something I both dislike and am not even qualified to do. Although I've learnt some nifty tricks along the way it's still an awful job in awful conditions.

I was born in one of the many electricity plants in my district, honestly, that's a common story, there's so many of them that at least one in five people are born in there. My whole life has been in poverty, I spent most of my childhood trying to think up clever ways to scrounge up an extra few pennies for my family, I never really got anywhere with it but even one penny counts.

Eventually, when I turned ten, I realised just how little I liked poverty. In secret I began using all my spare time training, training to volunteer for the Hunger Games.

Seven years on and I'm still training, and this year I think it's time I volunteer, time to get out of this awful district.

I come to this conclusion whilst stood in the reaping crowd, with my best friend Mac. If I turn I know I'll be able to see my mother and father standing under the extended roof of the bakery, they are both overly soft spoke and avoid confrontation and crowds wherever possible. I didn't blame them for not staying with me, they've tried to give me everything they can in life even though we don't have much money.

I can see over the crowd as I'm quite tall, just above average for a seventeen year old. I have an athletic body type, which mainly built over training, but I'm still on the lean side, hence why I have the height I do. On the stage Melony Arbatro is crying out how amazing the Capitol is or something just as bad as that. Me and Mac snigger occasionally at the outrageous comments she's making, alongside the outrageous outfits both her and the other capitol people are wearing.

I like to think of myself as a confident individual, I'm optimistic and determined, not easily discouraged and I believe in myself, all of these things have basically carried me through life, if I wasn't so optimistic molehills would have become mountains for me. I can be quite assertive, I stick to my morals and principles, not easily swayed by others. I try to keep a clear outlook on life and reach my goals.

Melony goes to the glass bowl and picks up a name. My heart almost melts when a young girl is dragged to the stage by peacekeepers, she looks too young to even be able to be reaped, she's standing there, trying to keep brave but her tears keep flowing down her face. For almost every person in District 3 it is completely heart breaking to see this. This just proves how sickening the whole affair is. I've never had a real problem with it but moments like these makes me hate the Capitol with a passion.

Melony eventually goes over to the second ball, picks out a name.

"Lotus Reli!" She calls to the crowd, a grin as wide as a Cheshire cat's.

Another young one. A small boy, walks up to the stage, his head down low, tears dlowly drooping down his face, when Melony asks him something he barely mumbles a reply.

"Any volunteers?" She cries out to the crowd.

"I volunteer!" I shout.

I stand a good chance. I've trained with many weapons, I know my strengths and weaknesses. I work best with two handed daggers, I can find them first thing in the game. I know about plants and living off of the land, I can set traps, I know how to construct electrical traps from my work. I can make a base, lure people nearby and then find a way to kill them, if they haven't already been killed by my traps. I'm also really sociable, especially around new people, so I can hopefully make a strong alliance with people who are strong of mind as well as physically.

I think all of this whilst approaching the stage. Lotus walks up to me and hugs me. He seems about twelve and I have never met him in my life, but I hug back.

"Thank you." He muffles into my t-shirt and lets go. I wink at him before striding up to the stage. I shake hands with the representative, causing some capitol people to laugh. Before going to my place on the stage.

"Your name?" Melony flusters, obviously still taken aback at my handshake.

"Pryce Alexander." I say, I look over the crowd and spot my parents. They're stood open mouthed at me on stage. Their expressions are something like 'what the hell are you doing?!'. Making the situation lighter for them I smile and wave over to them. My mother suddenly goes very pale and looks if she's about to faint, I manage to hold back the amused expression. I also spot Mac, who's cheering and whooping and getting very dirty expressions for doing so.

"How come you're volunteering?" Melony asks, then turns her face towards the camera and grins her awful grin again.

"Because it means I can finally get out of District 3."

Everyone is completely silent.

I just stand there and smile until the reaping is over, people may be shocked. I have been training for this moment, and now I can get out of somewhere where I don't fit in.

I apologise for the lack of speech in that chapter!

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ONE MORE DISTRICT TO GO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Ahem.