District 9 reapings

Marigold Caden D9F 13

I can feel the wind blowing through my hair, my feet running as fast as I can.

Which is pretty fast. I don't like to brag or anything, but I can tell, I am whenever the wheat is getting blown back and I can feel the dirt getting kicked up behind me.

Running is my escape. I can run for hours. My brother, sheer, can't keep up with me so he doesn't run with me much anymore. I usually run by myself. No one can call me weird or call me names out here.

I usually don't mind the name calling but sometimes it can be hurtful.

My parents always use to tell me how I didn't start talking until I was four, I don't know why I just didn't.

So here I am, at 13 years old and I am "Too quiet" and me looking so much younger than my age doesn't help my case but it is what it is.

I like being quiet though, it gets people not to talk to me and then I can think clearly. Sheer says I need friends, but I don't like opening up to people. It's just easier if I don't. I don't think I am mean or anything, people just usually give me a chance which stinks.

Anyways I hear my father yell from inside the house to come in and get cleaned up before the reaping. My parents and Sheer are the only people I really talk to, so I try not to upset them, they are my family after all and I love them.

So, I oblige and head inside to our house. It's a lot bigger than most houses here in nine but that's because we own a wheat farm, so we eat what we grow. I get to the bathroom and start sponging myself down. I get the dirt off my legs and off my face, when I rinse my face, I make so people can see my freckles.

After I get cleaned off I hurry and get this cute little brown dress on and I try to sneak to my room whenever sheer says "Hey Marigold?"

"Yes Sheer," I say snappier then I intended.

"after the reaping can you help me with my homework?" he says kind of too innocently.

I smile and say "Yeah, but you're 17, you shouldn't be having your 13-year-old sister do your homework anymore,"

"It's not my fault you got the good genes," He says as he walks downstairs.

I follow him, chuckling at his comment. I am smarter than most kids my age, but I guess that's a positive to only running and doing homework all my life. When we get downstairs, I grab a piece of bread and bite into it. It's very chewy but I am used to it by now. As I am chewing on the dull piece of bread I sigh.

Let's just get this day over with so I can do my homework in peace.

Mason Garnett D9M 17

I have to be as quiet as I possibly can when I sneak out the window.

Her husband came home a little earlier than we expected so she pays me, and I leave very quietly.

I run/jog through fields and fields or grain till I reach the square. Whew. That was close. I count the coins as I walk through the square and towards my house. 12 coins, this should feed us for a week or so. It's just my father, mother, and I so it doesn't cost much to feed us.

My mother doesn't like what I do but it pays better than working in the fields.

It wasn't until I was 15, a year after I got kicked out of school for stealing, that I realized how profitable it was for keeping some of the older ladies around the district "Company". I know I am good looking so why not use it to my advantage right?

My friends say its bullshit. They're jealous that I have a faint six pack, its more from not eating but I don't tell people that and being about 6 feet tall and blonde hair. I am easily one of the hottest men in all of nine, I am gonna be rich once I hit 18 and become public with my "Services".

Zander,my best friend, sees me walking and runs up to me "Hey Mason, how much did you get out of her this time?"

"Only 12 but that's ok, I got another "appointment" after the reaping so I'll be fine," I say as fist bump Zander.

"Man, you're just lucky," Zander says

"Yeah with all these natural advantages it's nice," I say cockily.

"Whatever Mason, I'll see you at the reaping," Zander says as he walks away.

I start jogging to my place and as I am running through the square I see a few of my clients. I flash them winks and my smile at them, my dimples are showing when I do this, and they love it, I know what I am doing.

I am almost at my house/shack that I like to call it and I see my neighbour, Milly, she is a year younger than me. "Hey, beautiful," I say to her while smiling.

"You know your charm doesn't work on me, right?" She smiles while she moves her hair out her face.

She is visibly blushing. She has me on the friend level, but I know its only a matter of time.

"It doesn't? That's too bad, how about you give me a chance to try" I say as I take a step closer

she stands up straight now and swallows. "Maybe next time pretty boy," She says as she turns to head to her place.

"I can't wait," I say as I run past her I can feel her eyes on me and I love it.

I run to the door and I know I am about to be late for the reaping. I make sure my hair is fixed. As I walk in the door, I see my face in the mirror.

Damn, I look good.

Marigold Caden

Sheer walks me past check-in and all the way to my section where he leaves me with the other 13-year-old girls.

"Thank you" I mouth to him as he walks away. He nods and goes to take his place with the other 17-year-old boys.

I don't mind the atmosphere of the reaping honestly. Its quiet except for one person talking, which is this funny looking man, and it all goes smoothly. Sometimes, last year we had a 12-year-old boy who screamed when he got reaped, that was scary but other than that it's usually quiet and kinda sad.

We watch this video and then the man says, "Ladies first". He prances to the giant bowl and starts ruffling around and he is taking an obnoxiously long time which I can't help to laugh at.

I stop laughing when he finally pulls a name, he unrolls it and says "Marigold Caden!"

I don't know how but I start walking, I don't want to die but tributes who cry don't last long. I look at the man on the stage and I walk up to him. I am terrified and I wanna run but I don't.

I am going to be doing plenty of running in a week.

Running like my life depended on it.

Literally.

Mason Garnett

I am next to Zander at the reaping. We are just joking around before it starts. I'm telling him about my encounter with Milly and how one day I will marry that woman, she just doesn't know it yet.

This funny looking dude comes on stage and he starts making a whole ordeal out of the reaping. He makes district 9 look like the crazy district and I can't help to chuckle.

After the video, the same one I've seen for all of my life, he goes and reaps the girl.

He yells "Marigold Caden!" and I see this girl walk out of the 13-year-olds section. Huh, she looks like she is 10 but she is keeping together so props to her. I hear sniffling and sobbing next to me in the 17-year-old section. I look over and I don't recognize the guy but I presume that's her brother. Poor kid, I hope she goes quick.

I am caught up in the crying when I hear the name "Mason Garnett!".

That's me. Shit. I suddenly realize that I am on camera now. This is what I live for. I smile and brush my hair back with my hand. If I am going through this crap then I am going to use all the advantages I can get.

I wink at the man on stage as I walk and he giggles.

Yeah, the capitol is going to be my playground.

Ok these two were fun to write! Let me know what you think of these two! There will be a sponsor system up fairly shortly, I am working out some of the minor issues then it will be on my profile so keep an eye out for that! Next district will probably be 11 mainly because they are the only other district with both tributes submitted. Keep in mind you can submit 3 tributes and there is only 3 left so grab while you can! Thanks for all the support and dont forget to review to help me write better for all of you. until next time!

P.S. I calmed down with my spacing on this chapter because I realize the spacing on the last chapter was kinda hard to follow XD. Thanks all again