I don't own the Hunger Games. Also, I won't do the reapings in order since I doubt I will get tributes quick in order.
Adam Miller (District 13)
Adam still couldn't believe that his life changed so quickly. The second rebellion failed, and now his district was going into the Hunger Games. Though, he knows that he can just live with it. After all, he is seventeen, he will soon live without fear of going in the games. His home was small, since the Capitol destroyed their village. They all lived in small houses, and he was currently walking out of his house, away from his strict father. Of course, there were many Peacekeepers out. They were the rebel district.
Before the rebellion, his father taught him. He always hated what his father did, always telling him what to do, and never letting Adam do anything he wanted. Adam had to sneak away to hang out with his friends. Now, his father just gave up. His friends were waiting for him by a lonely tree. No Peacekeepers were around this area, and he saw his four friends waiting for him. They had a basket of fresh strawberries, and a loaf of bread.
Toady was the day of the reaping. He and his friends made a pact to hang out in case one of them were reaped. Adam found a place without Peacekeepers, and the rest of his friends got food. He sat down with Yancy Semblance, Amy Garrett, Rory Johnson, and Joseph White. They all were terrified, but they all were seventeen. They were almost out of this darkness. Out of the fear. Soon, Amy and Rory left, most likely to be alone to cherish what might be their last day together. Joseph left to help his blind sister Sarah. Soon, Yancy and Adam walked to the Reaping together.
Adam would never admit it, but he had some feelings for Yancy. Adam ran his hand through his spiky black hair, and soon they both waited for the reaping to begin. The escort soon came onto the stage, waiting for everyone to calm down. The blonde woman was Mary Valentine, and she could care less about the people in the crowd. She slowly put her hand in the bowl of the male candidates, and pulled out a name.
"Yancy Semblance!"Mary called out.
Adam's amber eyes widened as he heard the name. What happened? Did his best friend (possibly crush) just get called! He watched as Yancy walked, but Adam couldn't do it. Yancy couldn't kill anyone. Yancy couldn't even kill his neighbor's rabid dog last week. Adam had to do it for him.
"I-I volunteer!"The words slipped out of Adam's mouth.
Everyone stopped and stared. Adam slowly walked up to the stage, waiting for Yancy to go back to his stood, and slowly walked back, and Adam could swear he saw a tear roll down his friend's face.
"What's your name?"Mary asked in a sickly sweet tone.
"Adam. Adam Miller."He said.
Okay, now, there are going to be like two more volunteers in the lower districts, and maybe three in the careers. I just made Adam Miller volunteer to make this point...and to make it more dramatic. Well, thanks for reading.