Chapter 2
The first thing I do is watch my life flash before my eyes. I'm not officialy dying. I'm actually not even physicaly injured. But I know that my name being called on the reaping, means a death sentance. I slowly walk up onto the stage. My heart is pounding so hard I'm afraid the people around me can hear it.
What i so badly want to do is break down and start weeping. But I know better. That won't get me sponsors when I'm in the arena. So I force myself to be brave and walk a little straighter. I force a grin upon my face. I hope in the cameras I look like a boy who is not worried at all. A boy who looks as if nothing bothers him. But inside, I'm really just as scared as everyone else.
When I get on the stage Annabell says "All right everyone.Give it up for the district 12 tributes of the 50th Hunger Games!" But no one cheers. Not one person claps. Why should they anyway. All the would be cheering for is the death of us 4 kids. "Well then...." Anabell lanturning says akwardly. " Everybody may go to their daily activities. Tributes goodbyes will be held in the justice building. The goodbyes can be said for the next hour."
Just like that, the city square starts to pour out. We are immediately escorted to the justice building by a group of peacekeepers. Peacekeepers wear a white uniform. They never wear anything different. And by the way grab your arm when they take you to the justice building, You feel more like you are a prisoner being taken to a cell.
The justice building pretty much looks like the capitol building in Washington D.C. in your time. It has that same big dome on top. The justice building is almost all the government there is in the districts. (Which isn't much). Every district has a justice building.I'm taken to a room with a couch and a plush chair and a coffee table in the middle.
"People will each get about five to ten min. for good byes. They will come here." The pacekeepers say as they let go and plop me on the couch. "Good to know." I answer with sass. One of them gives me a very annoyed looking look before they leave. I smile with pleasure at their reaction. And I honestly don't care how goodbyes will work. Nobody will visit me exept my parents.
In about 30 seconds My parents come in just as I expected. My other has obviously been crying. And my father too. There is a pause before any of us says anything. But then my mother embraces me in her arms and says "I'm so sorry. This is all our fault." "It is Haymitch." says my dad. "We should have never let you sign up for tesserae. None of this would happen." "No it's not." I say. "I chose to sign up for tesserae. We needed the grain and oil. It was just, well, bad luck I guess." And I give my father a hug too. All three of us just sit there, hugging each other. There is nothing left any of us wants to say. After a while the peacekeeper tells them it's time to go. "We love you.So much." says my mother. "I love you too. Both of you." I say.
"NOW!" says the peacekeeper, now ready to litteraly drag them out. "Goodbye." I say. And just like that, my parents are gone. Forever. I know I will never see them again. I sit on my couch. Waiting for thepeacekeepers to bring me to the train. When the door handle starts to turn, I'm ready to go already standing. But when the door opens, it's not a peacekeeper. It's one of my dads work partners, from the coal mines.
What a suprise! It's weird though. I wouldn't say we were close at all. But I guess my dad talks about me all the time in the mines. I'm pretty certain he knows me better than I know him. "John?" I say with a gasp. "Hello Haymitch." he says. "When I heard your name being called at the reaping, I knew I had to see you." He is starting to sound on the verge of crying. Short big breaths.
"Your father." He starts. "He loved you so much. I just can't believe.....Belie-" John stops because he is starting to cry. He is still wearing his coal mining gear. Tears roll down it, mixing salt water with the dirt of the mines. "I'm sorry. I have to go. I can't talk." He says, or, cryed. He gets up and goes out of the room crying. I guess I have more people of friends than I think.
But the next time the door opens it is the peacekeeper. "You will be riding the 2nd train with Maysilee Donner." He says. I give a sigh of discomfort from getting up. "Well?" I demand. "Let's go already!"
There are tons of cameras waiting for me at the train station. I give myself that attitude again. Once the cameras have taken enough video and pictures of me, I spot Maysilee Donner, waiting at the train entrance. She has definately been crying. I can tell by the red welts under her eyes. I feel bad for her, how I bet she has tons of people she loves.
Now I get a good look at her. Long blond hair. About my size. She is wearing a normal T-shirt and jeans. I see she didn't bother to dress up either. Why should we anyway. People dress up for the reaping. Well, most people do. I think it's ridiculus since it's for the death of a bunch of poor kids.
"Hi." Maysilee Donner says. i give her a nod oof acknoledgement in return. I walk past her and onto the train. I don't need to be a friend of her anyway. Besides, in a week i will be trying to kill her. Well, probably not. There is 48 of us. Odds are somebody else will before I have to. So I decide to be nice.
No one feels like talking. After a while, Annabell comes onto the train. Their is already some servants on the train. She announces that it is time to go now. Next morning,we will be in the capitol. The train starts to move, and I am looking out the back window as I watch my home roll away from sight.
-End of chapter 2. I hope you like it! Keep updating!
