*DIANNA'S P.O.V*
"Liz, darling, It's time" My mother sat next to me on my bed and looked at me with nothing less of a concerned and scared look. I sat up slowly and tears threatened to overcome my eyes. She pulled me tight and cradled me in her arms.
"Everything is going to be alright. It's okay"
"Mom, please don't cry. It's not helping" By then I'm bawling my eyes out. "Mom?"
"Yes darling?"
"What if I get picked? I'm going to die"
"Your not going to get picked, and if you do, you took archery all your life, plus your very strong."
"But some girls train all their lives. The Die-Hards will kill me mom. It's not enough. My name has put in so many times. The odds are so against me.
"Just get ready Liz, I laid a dress out for you on the chair."
I Hopped in the shower and lathered my now long blonde hair, My mother wanted me to dye it for the reaping. I washed my body in a lilac body wash and hopped out of the shower. After drying my hair and putting on a thin layer of eyeliner and mascara, I admired my dress. It was a short poofy brown dress with a big light blue belt wrapped around my waist. My mother had sewn the cursive letters NH on my chest with the same shade of blue as my belt. I put on matching blue flats and went downstairs to eat breakfast with my mother, younger brother and sister Connor and Maeve . I Quietly sat and ate cereal, orange juice and a hard-boiled egg.
"I love you Lizzy" Connor softly spoke without looking up from his breakfast.
Maeve ran up and hugged me really tight tears escaping her eyes. "I love you" I said while wiping her tears. she's a directioner too. also a niall's girl
I got up from the table and gave Connor a hug "I'm not going to get picked, There are so many directioners out there"
"But most say that they aren't directioners so they don't have to get put through this. You could do the same" He sounded like I was definitely going to get picked.
"It's not as easy as that, they run tests, very few know how to get through it"
"I- *DONG DONG DONG* his words were interrupted by the bell calling directioners to the reaping.
"Gotta go!" I ran upstairs and slid a switch blade in-between my dress and my belt and ran to town hall. there were a lot of people there. I waited in line for what seemed like forever to get my blood tested and checked in. Once I found my way to the crowd, I spotted my two best friends, Sarah, a Harry girl and Perrie, a Zayn girl.
"Hey" I yelled to them
"Dianna!" they yelled in unison. I walked over to them talking to a girl in our class, Her name is Cassidy
. Since Perrie is a karate black belt, Sarah is really handy with a knife, and Cassidy is a crazy spaz that will rip someone's heart out if they touch her, We all agreed to Volunteer if one of us got called. We all have a good chance of getting picked but were keeping our hopes up.
"So we were thinking that if we get in, two of us grab weapons and the other two look for a good shelter to hide in."
"Good idea, but how are we gunna know were you are?"
"I'm going to caw like a crow three times"
"okay"
"Eh hem" A very classy woman spoke into the microphone on stage. Everyone turned their attention twords her.
"Welcome to the very first reaping of the Directioner games. My name is Ambrosia Tlyk and I will determine your future. Before we draw names, your going to see a film of why you were gathered here today. This is so exiting!!" She squealed and stepped to the side showing us the screen. We all know why we are here, not the same story as shown on the screen. So we all just laughed at the lies.
Ambrosia walked to the microphone and spoke again "Okay, so I'll be picking 6 girls to fight for each boy, 30 total competitors. Louis girls first"
She walked up to the bowl marked Louis and called out girls names, I only recognized 1 name and she was in my class. Fear filled the eyes of those stepping on the stage, shaking and crying.
"Next Is the Niall girls"
Emily Branchfield
Elizabeth Evens
Veronica Smith
Mia Orlando
Maeve Benson
The girls walked up to the stage, wait. MAEVE!!! I yelled "MAEVE" guards were surrounding me and holding me back from running to her. "I VOLENTEER!!! I VOLENTEER FOR MAEVE BENSON!!"
