The Morning of the Reaping

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Jane's POV:

i wake up and instantly remember today is different. Today is the Reaping day. i look to the bed next  to  me and find it empty. i get out of bed and walk into the other room to find Charlie sitting on the edge of a chair.

"you're up already?" i ask. its not like it's not like him to be up this early, he's like a slug,lazy, slow moving. wait-that's a snail. District 12, best education in Panem, right?

"up?" he asks "i didnt sleep !" i went to go sit next to him , and pull his shoulder length brown hair away from his face . 

"are you nervous about your first Reaping?" he shook his head yes. "it's ok, you won't get picked, your name's only in once."

"but what if i do get picked?"

he had me there, i had no idea what to tell him

"i don't know" i said absentmindedly , i dont think i could live without him

"what if you get picked?"

"i dont know" i said " i dont know"

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