If I get this published on the same day I've started writing it, it'll be the FOURTH chapter today. I doubt that will happen, but still.

If anyone has ideas for sponsor gifts, let me know I the reviews and I'll consider them.

UnicornAK: I'm gonna say no, sorry.

Bell8421: Thank you! As for the arena, you'll have to wait and see...

Nighttimephoenix: Okay, thanks for letting me know which form to use. And don't worry, the 'drama' wasn't a problem. It was quite fun tbh.

MeepBoshiPineBerries: glad you liked the idea! I'm obsessed with that 'song' for some reason so yeah.

Leggo!

Venice Liana, D1

As usual, I head to the training centre as soon as I wake up. There are a bunch of wimps there who cower in terror when I fling the door open. They make space for me at the crossbow section and I settle myself into my daily routine.

When I'm done for the day, I go home, have a shower and once I'm in the simple black outfit provided for volunteers, I grab my special pen and write. I write and I write then I burn the paper. No one must know that I write. It's bad enough that Gleam and Brass know.

I think Brass is jealous that I got chosen but last year, he was second best. I begin imagining the thrill of killing those stupid, worthless people in the Arena. I have no doubt that I'll win. Neither do my parents- though my mum is constantly trying to find a soft side in me- or my friends.

I tie my sandy hair into my typical topknot and saunter out the door. I skip the queue and wait with the other seventeen year olds for my moment.

Manly Waffles, D1

I'm the best. That's why I was chosen to volunteer. I skip training in favour of sleeping in. Then, after a hearty breakfast, I prepare for the turning point in my life.

My only real competition will be the girl who's volunteering. Venice Liana isn't as good as me, but she will probably get more sponsors. She could win over hearts in the arena. She won't win though. I will.

My dad has encouraged me since Day One. My mum left us when I was six. Her only excuse was 'I'm gay,' and we haven't heard from her since.

I wear the standard volunteer outfit and sprint to the Reaping. I barge my way through the queue. No one messes with a volunteer.

Venice, D1

I can see Topaz opening her mouth to volunteer- I thought she was my friend!- but I quickly shout out the words before she can.

"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" And I've done it, finally after all these years of training and encouragement from my dad, I've done it!

Manly, D1

Venice volunteers and I decided to outyell her. Of course, I win. I always do. So we bundle in a car with our escort Lilia. This is it. The beginning of my new life.

So, four chapters, one day! Go me!

Im not bothered to do more A/N right now, so bye!

~CandyRue