So this chapter is for the ever fabulous Mossshine aka Katie-Queen of Bunnies. Thank you for submitting tributes as well as being one of my best reviewers for this story. Hope you enjoy this chapter! I'm so sorry for the delay. I'll try to never make you wait this long again!
The Reaping of District Eleven (Enter Keeting Leona POV)
"He'll be noticing them missing any time now," Whispered my twin brother Kyle.
I giggled quietly in reply. We'd taken our Father's glasses and hid them in the kettle on our unlit stove. We watched from under the table as our Father stumbled around blindly trying to find them. Kyle and I are both shaking like mad now from laughter. It's only a matter of time before one of us gives away our position.
My prediction comes true within seconds. Father hit his knee on the table and Kyle lost it. Being twins what one does the other follows suit, so I busted out laughing along with Kyle. We heard our father sigh and watched him peek from under the table.
"Busted." I whispered to Kyle. He grinned.
"Okay where are they, you two?" He seems resigned to the fact that we are and adventurous pair who can't help but get into mischief. It probably comes from our mother, our adventurous spirits. Before she died she always read books to us that were made before the disasters that resulted in Panem. Stories like Harry Potter, plays by Shakespeare, and Twilight. She always wanted us to have imagination and open minds.
"Alright you two. You need to go get dressed in your good clothes."
When I get to my room I look at my reflection in my cracked mirror. I am the female version of Kyle. We both have the same olive skin, blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. We even dress to match half the time. We agreed on yellow today.
Father and Kyle were waiting on me outside. It was beautiful outside. There were no clouds to be seen and the sun shone brightly. We had a long walk to the town square since we live near the west end of District 11. Kyle and I fall prey to boredom soon into our walk. Kyle decides to amuse himself be chasing me around. Soon we were both out of breath and pink in the face.
"Both of you stop running around now. We're close to the square and we don't need trouble with the Peacekeepers…again."
"Ok Dad." Kyle responded. We both knew all too well what he meant. We were too adventurous. The capitol doesn't like that too much so we are forever getting in trouble with Peacekeepers. I'm pretty sure our Dad is tired of bailing us out of custody.
We had reached the reaping site. District 11 is massive. We are labeled a large district by the Capitol. Today the square is so packed we can barely make it through the crowd to the allotted space for 15 year olds.
Soon after we squeeze into place the mayor starts the reaping. After her reads the short list of past victors Lucky takes the stage. Lucky is in her early 20's and is abnormally green. She's has clover green skin, wears clover green clothes, and has green eyes. I think someone's a little green obsessed.
"I'm just so excited to be here today! Let's start this reaping, Ladies first!" There is a pause as she picks a slip; then, "Keeting Leona."
I immediately begin to cry as I turn to Kyle. He looks stunned but he gives me a big hug before turning me loose so I can walk to the platform. Lucky greets me warmly and asks for volunteers. I know there will be none. I have no friends beside Kyle and people don't volunteer anyways.
"Alrighty well let's get a male tribute then." Another pause. "Eli Tanner."
"I volunteer." Everyone looks incredulously towards the spot where the words came from. When I see who spoke the voice in my head begins to scream Oh no. No, no no no NO! The volunteer was Kyle.
(Enter Kyle Leona POV)
"He'll be noticing them missing any time now," I whispered to my twin sister Keeting.
She giggled quietly in reply. We'd taken our Father's glasses and hid them in the kettle on our unlit stove. We watched from under the table as Dad stumbled blindly trying to find them. Keeting and I are both shaking like mad now from laughter.
Father hit his knee on the table and I simply lost it. Being twins what one does the other follows suit, so Keeting busted out laughing along with me. We heard our Father sigh and watched him peek from under the table.
"Busted." She whispered to me. I grinned at her.
"Okay where are they, you two?" He seems resigned to the fact that we are and adventurous pair who can't help but get into mischief. It probably comes from our mother, our adventurous spirits. Before she died she always read books to us that were made before the disasters that resulted in Panem. Stories like Harry Potter, plays by Shakespeare, and Twilight. She always wanted us to have imagination and open minds. I missed her loads.
"Alright you two. You need to go get dressed in your good clothes."
When I get to my room I take a good look at my reflection. I am the male version of Keeting. We both have the same olive skin, blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. We even dress to match half the time. We agreed on yellow today.
Father and I were waiting on Keeting in our small yard. It was a beautiful day. There were no clouds to be seen and the sun shone brightly. We had a long walk to the town square since we live near the west end of District 11. Keeting and I fall prey to boredom soon into our walk. I decide to amuse myself be chasing Keeting around. Soon we were both out of breath and pink in the face.
"Both of you stop running around now. We're close to the square and we don't need trouble with the Peacekeepers…again."
"Ok Dad." I responded. We both knew all too well what he meant. We were too adventurous. The capitol doesn't like that too much so we are forever getting in trouble with Peacekeepers. I'm pretty sure our Dad is tired of bailing us out.
We had reached the reaping site. District 11 is massive. We are labeled a large district by the Capitol. Today the square is so packed we can barely make it through the crowd to the allotted space for 15 year olds.
Soon after we squeeze into place the mayor starts the reaping. After her reads the short list of past victors Lucky takes the stage. Lucky is in her early 20's and is abnormally green. She's has clover green skin, wears clover green clothes, and has green eyes. She's more than a little crazy, I think.
"I'm just so excited to be here today! Let's start this reaping, Ladies first!" There is a pause as she picks a slip; then, "Keeting Leona."
Keeting immediately begin to cry as she turns to me. I am stunned but I give her a big hug before turning her loose to walk to the platform. Lucky greets her warmly, which I semi thank her for, and asks for volunteers. I know there will be none. Keeting doesn't have friends beside me, really and people don't volunteer anyways. I know what I've got to do next. I have to protect my sister no matter what.
"Alrighty well let's get a male tribute then." Another pause. "Eli Tanner."
"I volunteer." Everyone looks incredulously towards me. I don't care. I'm not doing this for them; I'm doing it for Keeting. She seems to cry harder as she sees me walking toward her. The rest of the reaping goes by in a blur.
"I present to you our tributes, Keeting and Kyle Leona."