The Liars Games

Chapter 4

Spencer Hastings. That's my name. Weird huh? People think that this is just a boy's name. Well, I break the law. This is also the name that will be heard today at the Reaping. I'm sure. Even though I'm just sixteen, I've got many tesseraes. I don't have any siblings, but I live with my parents and all of my grandparents. This is really hard to achieve. But since we're seven people in the family, I had to get this amount of tesseraes. How else could I feed all these stomachs? My parents both lost their job in the factory. They were both working in the same factory and one day they "borrowed" a cloth, got caught and eventually got fired. District 8, fabric and clothes, the place where the stupid peacekeepers get their costumes. This is what I always say, to myself of course. Their clothes are all white and they wear helmets. Like there's any chance of someone shooting them. I wish. They are supposed to impose the law. We don't have other choice than that. If you disobey, there is a possibility of getting whipped. I don't want to risk it... It's not that I would care anyway...

I know what to wear since in 8 the only thing we know to do right is dressing. I mean, I wanna look good for the cameras, don't I? I just wish I could be a Career so that I could train a little bit. I have no chance of getting out of the arena. Anyway there are still thousand of slips in there, so I maybe have a chance of not being reaped.

As I open the door to go to the square, alone of course, I hear my mum's voice.

Mum: Spencer?
Me:What is it mum?
M: Good luck today.
Me: Thank's.

Wow! That was actually the longest convertation I had with my mum! Me and my parents don't get along well. We actually don't get along at all. Our relationship broke when I started thinking a little too much about what's going on, meaning that I hated the goverment more than I did before and wanted to get it down! So I started saying awfull things which my parents didn't approve. They thought that President Snow did whatever best for Panem. I mean, come on!!! Your daughter might get killed and you think that this is the best way to rule!?!?! That started the year before my first Reaping. After that I didn't talk to them much and the feeling was mutual. Of course they didn't came to my first Reaping and they are not going to. Ever. I always thought that they gave birth to me by accident. It's ok. I don't feel like they're my parents either. My grandparents, didn't have anything to say about this.

The only one that really cares about me is my grandfather, Mark. He is my mum's dad, and I really love him. He has taught me so many things, from making snares to finding food and cooking. That might be helpful. Our favourite place to go is the fence near the woods. My grandad said that when he was a little boy, before the Dark Days, he used to go there all the time. The woods are full of animals and so much green. There is also a lake with a wooden house next to it. He learned how to fish, to hunt, to find food, to make fire, to trap animals and many more things. I wish I knew all of that! And of course we cannot go over the fence because it has electricity 24/7. If we touch it we'll die within a second.

My grandpa or pa, as I call him, is a morning type. So he must already be in the square. I don't admit it, but I like having someone there who cares about me.

As I get in line to wait who's gonna be in the arena this year, I stand in the crowd wishing the odds to be in my favor...