Jewell's P.O.V
I walk with my mom to the reaping area. She hugs me, and then leaves to the grown-up area. I go to the eighteen year old girl section. I see my friend Celia, she has a grin on her face. Almost as if she was planning: to volunteer. That cannot happen. I HAVE to be the one to volunteer. I guess it's who ever volunteers first. May the best woman win. Now I'm grinning. I see silver in the eighteen year old boy section. I nod at him, he nods back. I've never liked going to the reapings. It's so depressing. Seeing all the twelve year olds crying wishing they could be with their parents. It makes me feel sad. I am now looking at my mom, she is smiling, but I can see that she is slightly concerned.
"Welcome, Welcome, to the Eighty-sixth annual Hunger Games." Our escort, Patricia, says. And may the odds be ever in your favor." She says with a creepy grin.
I hate how she looks, with her blue skin. Her eye lashes stick out about 5 centimeters. She has a green dress on that actually looks pretty cool! I mean usually the dresses look ugly with lots of designs and colors that don't really match. She puts on a little clip from the capitol saying how much of an honor it is to go into the Hunger Games.
"Let's start with the girls," she says.
I look at Celia, she looks back at me. She knows that I'm going to volunteer. I shake my head to her. She smiles and nods to me. Patricia grabs the little slip of paper that has a girl who is going to fight to the death. Before she even says her name, I say
" I volunteer as tribute!' I say with lots of people look at me.
"Ah! A volunteer, not very rare in this district, but still exciting. And by the way, the slip of papers name was going to be... Celia Rarets." Patricia says looking very excited.
I slightly laugh because she was the one who was competing with me to volunteer first.
"Now for the boys," says Patricia.
" Edwar--- she gets cut off
"I volunteer as tribute!" Yells two voices at the same time.
"Two volunteers? Both of you come up here and tell us your guys' names.
"Brett Jawson," the boy says.
"Silver Rane," says Silver.
"Oh my goodness! Do you happen to be related to Wyatt Rane?" asks Patricia, with her eyes almost going to pop out of her head.
"Yes" Replies Silver."I am his only son. And the oldest."
"Okay then, well I have an idea, I am going to find both of your guys' name in the jar. Just wait a moment." Says Patricia.
About six minutes pass.
"Found them!" Shouts Patricia."Now, I am going to put your guys' name in a hat, who ever gets picked, goes to the Hunger Games. It's as simple as that."
Now I am worried. There is a fifty percent chance that Silver is going to go with me, but there is also a fifty percent chance that he is not. I cross my fingers
"Are you guys ready? asks Patricia in a happy voice." The boy tribute who is going to go into this years Hunger Games is.........Silver Rane."
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AUTHORS NOTES
I was thinking of making Brett go into the Hunger Games instead of Silver, but then I didn't know what to do next, so I just kept it the way that I was going with the first time I was going to write this. Thank you to everyone that has read this! Please try to get other people to read it as well, I would be very happy :D. I'm probably going to make a chapter everyday. So be prepared for one every day! THANKS GUYS!
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The 86th Hunger Games
FanficKatniss Everdeen, and Peeta Mellark survived together. President snow was generous, and let them be. Except now Silver, and Jewell have to try to do the same as Katniss and Peeta. They plan on surviving, but also with more people who actually want t...
