Quelling the Flames

District 1

District 1 Female
Name: Madee Hall
Gender: Female
Age: 14
District: 1
General description: Tall but not giant, skinny but not lanky, long brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, very knowledgable about weaponry, doesn't give up.
Weapon of choice: Gauntlet
Celebrity look a like: Victoria Justice

Madee's POV
The crowd of teens waiting for the reaping was huge. I was a grain of sand in a desert. A large stage was set in front of us with a set of stairs on both sides. In the center of the stage was two crystal orbs that held the name of every 12 through 18 year old. I stood with some girls that I did not recognize. They just glared at me. Suddenly a man with a comb over in a white suit came out and reached into the orbs.
"Madee Hall" I felt like I had been slapped across the face. I was shocked. Before I made my trek up to the stage I looked back at my dad. He had a stern look on his face. If I die he will become an embarrassment to the district. He won a hunger games many years ago. I must win. Not just for me or my dad but also for my district.

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District 1 Male

Name: Andrew Collins (nickname Blade)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
District: 1
General description: Bright green eyes, dark brown hair, old scar over left eye,sharp jaw, defined cheekbones
Weapon of choice: Any type of knife
Celebrity look a like: Unknown

Andrew's POV

The nervous chatter of people around me fills my ears. The tension is thick in the air as we watch the hand of the escort slowly sink into the paper scraps of names. As always, I stand far from stage, alone, as I have no family. As the two simple words are read from the paper, I allow my eyes to widen, a flash of shock passes over my normally indifferent face. The stares of my 'peers' follow me like magnets as I approach the stage reluctantly. I grimace at the hands shoving and yanking me onto the stage, where a hideous, makeup heavy face stares down at me with a hugely fake grin. In response, I glare out at the crowd, as they lear at me as I stare, once more, into the face of death.