Careers' advice (District 1 reaping)
Aria Gatlinburg's p.o.v age 16
The noise of heavy equipment wakes me from my daydream, and looking around, find my short run has taken me to the town hall, on the other edge of the district. The peacekeepers and capital official are setting up the big screens that would project the story of our reaping to the land of panem, which currently are showing highlights of past hunger games. I look at the biggest of the screens, which was showing an interview with a past victor I don't recognise
"Well," I hear Claudius temple smith ask, "If you could go back in time and give your self one piece of advice going in to the games, what would it be?"
"Umm, well, I guess it would be, to 'never ignore something in the games even if it's the smallest of paths, it may lead to the biggest of roads"
"I'm home" I call as I push open the door and am greeted by my 19-year-old brother, dill. "They've already set up," I shout as I throw my coat on to the sofa.
"Too right they have," my mother shouts as she bounds down the stairs, "we're meant to be there in half an hour, here, put this on" she says as she hands me my reaping dress.
I walk with my family towards the reaping area, my name is in as many times as I can get it. However im still not certain that it will be me. My mind is contemplating whether to volunteer or not. I definitely think im good enough.
Velen Micabria P.O.V Age: 17
When I reach the reaping area I see blaze, Mik and lui my best friends
" 'sup vel? You volunteering today?" asks blaze. (he usual greeting in our district on reaping day.)
"Hell yeah! Haven't been training dis long for nofing!" I reply.
"But so am I so you aren't gonna get in. cause im better than you." Snaps back Mik.
"You wish!" I shout back
Suddenly there was the sound of a gong, and the large screen flashed to life, playing the annual film on how the war started 40 years ago, and more importantly how it ended, with the beginning of the hunger games, it ends and the familiar applause echos through the
"Now then" came the shrill sound of the reapers voice "ladies first…" she dug her hand into the bowl and picked out a single piece of paper "Aria-''
"I volunteer!''
"- Gatlinburg!''
A girl with long brown curly hair stands up and makes her way to the stage.
"Well, that must have been one of the quickest volunteers ever!" says the reaper, " and which one may you be, miss Aria or the volunteer'er?"
The girl mumbles something, that's to hard to hear.
"Sorry" the reaper pushes.
"Im…im both"
"Well is that just marvellous," she adds "lets head straight on to the boys…" she moves her hand in to the glass ball and pulls out the one from the top " Velen…Velen Micabria". My body fills with adrenaline as a start to walk up.
"Well boys," I say to my friends, "guess won't be volunteering then"…
Aria Gatlinburg's p.o.v age 16
The 6ft bully, Velen walks up to the stage, he walks in his usual arrogant way, looking for a applause that doesn't come.
"Well may the odds be ever in your favour" says the reaper as we shake hands and then make are way to the justice building.
My mother 'may' and my father 'Arthur' already wait in side.
"Were really proud of you" my mother say quickly "your gonna do great, u just remember your training and don't do anything stupid, and your be back, a victor no less, in no time" she looks over to my father as if telling him to say something.
"Well you never told us you were volunteering," he says light heartedly "a yer win, I mean your even better then your brother, we love you Aria" he says as there ushered away.
My brother, dill and my grandpa enter.
"Hey gramps" I say almost crying
"Hey kido, you no I still remember when you were seven and you talked Dill in to that lake, that's when I new you were a born fighter, your have no problem winning this"
"Thank you gramps" I say as I give him a hug.
"my little sisters all grown up" he says " you can win this sis I no you can, you never give up you, hear me, you keep fighting"
"I will Dill" I say crying now…
Velen Micabria P.O.V Age: 17
I sit in front of my parents in the small, visits room.
"Well done son, you better not lose in the games son, your training well I promise, no mis haps?"
"No, im at the top of my game there an't any one who can beat me" I fight back.
"Now son, you better win because I need my little boy to come back here after the games!" She says as she goes in for a hug.
"get of him, WOMEN," my father screams "he's a soon to be victor not some little baby"
"Dad it fi.."
" You can shut up to you pathetic excuse for a tribute, you lissin to me, you die in there and we will pretend that you never existed"…
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