25th Annual Hunger Games!

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IC~I waited in anxiety as Miles Edwardson, Distict 4's very own escort, stepped up to the podium. I was extremely nervous about volunteering so I was hoping I would get voted for. Of course not a lot of people knew I existed, being the daughter of an apothecary and a fish monger.
Miles tapped the microphone. "Well, we are gathered here today to celebrate the failure of the uprising." He smiled broadly and a few people groaned. "So of course we shall get on with the reaping! For the girls," he walked over and fished around. He picked one out but he couldn't get the black tape off the back. One of our previous victors had to come and cut it with his knife. "Thank you, Caesar. So our tribute this year is...Annabelle Di Angelo!" I sighed. Annabelle was the most cruel and popular girl in school. Of course I didn't let her get under my skin but I could see everyone else did.
"Now for the boys," he walked over to the other bowl and fished one out. He actually got the tape off this time. "Danni Hollingsworth!" They both looked at each other and walked up. "Now, are there any-"
"I voulenteer as tribute in place of Annabelle." I said with a raised voice. I didn't sound that enthusiastic but I was sure I wanted to do it. I walked up to the platform and Annabelle walked down. She mouthed a thank you but I didn't respond. Miles ushered inside and each of us went into our waiting room.
The sofa was maroon. The walls were maroon. Everything was maroon! I heard a knock at the door and Julius, Mom, and Dad all rushed in and hugged me. I pried them off me and said, "Dont worry guys. I'll survive." My mom started crying and I wrapped my arms around her. "But why Mariana? Why?"
I held her at arms length. "Because all my life we have had to work endlessly and starve, even in one of the richest Districts. I don't care how dangerous it is, I will win and we won't have to work ever again." She looked at me. Her eyes sparkling blue like the ocean. She reached ove to her left wrist and took her bracelet off. It was a silver band with a large metal flower on it. In the center was a beautiful pearl. An actual pearl. She placed it around my left wrist and kissed my cheek. "Keep it, sweetheart. As your token." I thanked all of them and told them I would win. Then the peacekeepers came and took them away.
Miles came and got me and Danni. We went to the train and finally met our mentors. Mine was Natalya Vesper. I rembered that she won her games by drowning the last tribute. She lured him in like she was a siren and then put him in a nasty headlock. Growing up in District 4 she could hold her breath longer so she outlasted him. She had blonde hair that came out in a pixie haircut. She had perfect skin that was well tanned and gray eyes. She was wearing a wolf fur trimmed brown coat with the her name stitched in the side going down. She had jeans and black combat boots.
The other one was completely new to me. He had salt and pepper hair and blue eyes. He had a white muscle shirt on and ripped jeans. He skin was well tanned like Natalya's and he had some black sneakers on. I almost forgot to mention what Danni and I look like. Danni had black hair and brown eyes. He had a blue button up shirt and khaki shorts. He was wearing beach flip flops but hey, so was everyone else at the reaping. He was fairly tall. About 5'10". He wasn't that muscular but a little showed.
Now there was a full length mirror on the other side of the table our mentors were sitting at so I will have an easy time describing myself. I have brown curly hair down to my waist, sea green eyes, and paleish skin. I have freckles right under my eyes which were only visible because I had pulled my hair behind my ears. I was wearing a white cashmere sweater that had long sleeves and fell to my thighs. I had a camo shirt underneath and blue ripped jeans like Danni's mentor's. My brown boots came up to my knees. And of course I had my mother's bracelet.
The mentors were sitting at the dinning table. Natalya was drinking a bottle of something green, it looked like poison to me. The male victor was eating cake like a pig. They were laughing and through cake at each other. But when they saw us they both stopped. The guy turned toward us and looked me straight in the eye. "Welcome to the beginning of your death."

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