The 48th Hunger Games {Editing} ( #Wattys2017 )

Chapter II - The Reaping

I opened up the door to my house. I took some time before opening it fully. What am I going to say to mom after everything that just happened. Maybe nothing is the best thing to say. I finally swung open the door to see my mom preparing food. I walked into our house and sat down at our kitchen table.

After a few minutes Mom placed down a plate and a glass of milk. Toast with butter nicely sliced onto it and a small salad.

"Thanks." I quietly mumbled still trying to be grateful of the food placed in front of me.

"Tonight we are have soup. Your favorite." My mom said.

Soup was my favorite. It may not be easy to get the ingredients but it's delicious and easy to eat. I gulped down the milk. It tasted a little sour but I didn't mind. I finished my toast (Which was slightly burnt) and my salad pretty quickly, since I haven't had breakfast yet. In the middle of our table was a mint bowl to keep our breath fresh after we ate. I grabbed a few mint leaves and chucked them into my mouth. They were almost fully dry but once you get past the dry part it was fine. I chewed on the mint leaves for a few seconds like gum.

I pushed the chair back and hopped out of the chair I was sitting on.

"I'm going to go check on Liza and Louis." I said and went up to the door.

I twisted the doorknob when I felt it forced open. I stood in shock to see who was behind the door. Dad. Out of all of the pepole in the world he was here. I gave a weak, and a fake smile to my dad. Dad looked at me and smiled and gave me a hug. There was no way I could smile, in this moment, this day.

"We have extra." I said, referring to our lunch.

"No, I ate back down at station." My dad replied, let going of the hug.

I gave a quick nod.

"Bailey?" I heard a voice say. 

Sounded like Liza. Our dad moved to the side and I was able to see Louis and Liza. Louis and Liza are twins and my best friends. I do have good acquaintances but I've never had such close friends like them. Liza was the oldest from the set but she was the most free spirited. She always had so much joy swell into her. I almost envy her for having that gift. Louis on the other hand, was the serious one. The one who can make the right and the smart decisions when he needed to. Together they are unstoppable in my opinion.

Liza ran up to me and gave me a strong hug. "Let's hope we don't get picked." She smiled. 

This must be very hard for both of them. Two years ago their cousin got chosen and of course, never came up. We had only 2 victors. A few years back our first victor died from a overdose on the painkillers. Painkillers are small but deadly pills in our district. Each time you have one you are slowly getting closer to death. But that is the reason why most pepole use the drug. 

I glanced over at the clock. 12:49pm. 

"Let's go." My dad said. 

We followed him out and mom stayed in the back. 

"That dress looks amazing on you Bailey." Liza smiled. "Yeah." Louis quietly said. 

I smiled. "The dress you are wearing is beautiful also." I complimented.  "And you look fine Louis."

"Thanks." They both side in unison. 

The reaping chimes went off. Every kid and adult in our district started to swarm the tight streets while we went to the center of town. 

Once we made it to town we got our fingers pricked for Identification and Louis and Liza went to apply for the tesserae. Once they were done we met back up with my and Louis and Liza's parents which met up with us later.  We did our normal and prayed for none of us to be chosen and went into our lines.