Mil sat in her bedroom, in her big brick house in District 2. She sighed. It was the time of the year. Time to see Zecora, and hear who is going to fight in the Hunger Games.
Crith was out, hunting. Spears flew above branches of trees, hoping that he will, kill a pig or rabbit for meat. A spear hit a pheasant. "Yes!" he said.
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Damion relaxed casually in his house, helping his little sisters to stay calm for their first Reaping. they both wore matching dresses, on red and one blue. His mother and father were no where to be seen, probably both fitting in a few extra hours at work before the reaping began. This was Damion's last chance to be in the games before he was a career who had never fought.
Briar sprinted around her house, making sure that everyone looked perfect.
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IC:
Zecora got ready for the choosing of the Hunger Games. Since it is the 13th, she changed it up a little. Everyone, had to join at the exact area. She brushed her aqua blue, gothic hair.
Amabel held back tears as she put on her finest silk dress. She knew the horrors of the games. Her father told her of her uncle, who went to the games and never returned. Amabel wished that they never owned a television at all, it would mean she didn't have to watch this barbaric fight every year. Baron, her dog who was a mix of some kind, rest his head on his paws. She watched her father straighten her brother Bastian's bow tie and help him buckle his belt. Four more years until he's old enough, Amabel thought anxiously.And only three more years until I'm too old to compete. Her mother held the baby and finished putting some ribbons into her hair. Soon, it was time to go. With her family Amabel walked past their livestock and along the path to the games. She ran into her friend Casey, who was in a gorgeous sea blue dress with a bow in her hair. They said nothing as they approached the stage. Of course, there was a bubbly Capital woman hosting the reaping. She drowned out the cooing introduction until her father nudged her awake. "Ladies first, of course." Amabel clutched her father's hand tightly as the woman pulled a piece of paper out of a cart. "And the lucky lady is... Miss Amabel Caine!" Amabel started to scream things at the woman, but she saw some peacekeepers coming. She gazed at her family before being escorted to the stage.
"Its time for the female of District 2!" said Zecora, happily. She pulled out a ballet out of the basket. "Mil Rioesa!" it read. "No...." she muttered, in shock. Her peace, just broke. "No!!" she screeched. She felt like fainting., but instead she jumped into her brother,Mac Tíre's arms. A tear went down her cheek.
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Andrea stood waiting for the reaping to begin.
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IC: Zecora took out another ballet. "Andrea!" she said.
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Andrea stood still, her mouth wide open. After a few seconds, she started to take shaky steps towards Zecora.
"Happy Hunger Games!" she said, smiling. Zecora was creepy, with her hazel eyes, electric aqua hair and black lipstick.
She had a hard time trying to not mimick Zecora, and barely managed it.
Zecora smiled, and shook hands with her.
Andrea shook her hand, harder than necessary, with a smile as well.
Damion grabbed his sisters' hands and led them both to their first Games. Sasha looked excited and happy, but Isabella was still silent, just like normal. Damion smiled at them both. Sasha put a dark frown onto her lips, pouting. "I don't want to see you go." Sasha said, her brown hair flipping around and her red dress twirling as she shook her head. Damion sighed before shaking his head and leading them to their spots. He smiled at them again before walking to his place in the line.
Briar let out a shallow sigh before smiling at her parents and older siblings. None of them were able to go to the Games anymore, so she was really the only one who needed to look nice. She waved and sprinted off towards the square, wanting to get there in time for the Reaping.
Charlie Meyers waited in District 6 for the boys reaping.
Zecora pulled out another ballet. "Briar!" she called out.
Andrea stared at Zecora, wondering why anyone would do that to themselves.
"Now for the males!!" announced Zecora.
Charlie became tense.
Briar frowned and walked onto the stage, her eyes darkening.
Damion stared up at the stage, waiting patently for the names to be called while being relieved that neither of his sisters wetre chosen.