Revenge of The Rebels

2-ca

Hey guys. This is the same thing as the last chapter just in a different Tribute's POV. I would love constructive criticism and if you like this, pls share and spread the word. I don't really know how to cuz I am new to Wattpad.

Casimir POV

The day was bright when I woke up I was told by my neighbors that there was a reaping for the capitol citizens. 

It shook me that I might be chosen to fight my best friends in an arena that my ancestors made. 

I might win due to my reflexes I'm not big but I'm strong as I can feel with duel short swords, and throwing knives, and can build pretty much anything with the right tools. 

Still, I hope I'm not chosen to be in the 76th Annual Hunger Games. I got up and decided to wear my father's tuxedo it might be old but it still looked professional, a good wash with cornstarch and it will shine like never before.

time skip to a few hours later

Now, as my family walked up to the reaping area I saw Oliver, my best friend ever since kindergarten. Together we walked up to the person who checked us in with our blood samples. 

From there we went our separate ways I looked up in front of me I saw a huge screen panning across the concrete wall he heard a big gong fall over the area. It was as quiet as outer space no one was moving as fear descended the reaping I winced as I heard Katniss in her suit speaking into a mic. I stopped because it made me look weak and listened. 

"Welcome citizens of the capitol" she spat "You all are here for a reaping of your children," she said; gasping was heard across the crowd, and she continued " You probably don't want to participate in the Games that you created, seeing it as a form of entertainment. But today, your children will be Reaped to enter and probably not survive. So, with no further ado, let us begin with the Reaping of the 76th Hunger Games!" 

I sat down on the pavement there was no way I could be picked I'm a funny and brave person no one would pick me! 

Just then, the man calls out a name "Charlotte!" Next, I'm sure is the male Tribute picking so my mind drifts back to attention. 

He calls out a name "Casimir!" I'm shocked... out of all the slips of paper in the bowl, mine was called?!?! 

My best friend guided me through the crowd, and till the stairs then he let me go once we reached the stairs. I regained my composure and climbed up the stairs and drifted to the assigned spot. 

Then the man dismissed the crowd and Peacekeepers escorted me to my house. A few months ago, my mother had forced me to pack an emergency pack and I just grabbed that and told the Peacekeepers that I was ready to go. 

They took me to a train car and then loaded me on with the female Tribute... I think her name was somewhere along the lines of Charl...

sorry that this is a short chapter, actually one of my friends had been working together with me but he couldn't finish it so I decided to finished this for him and I didn't really get the flow. I hope you enjoy anyway.