The 500th Annual Hunger Games

District 4 Reaping

Ocean Tycho's POV:

I so hope I get reaped today. I've been training for years. I'm one of the best there. I was supposed to volunteer this year, even though im 15, but now there's no volunteering.

I walk along the beach, taking one last look at the ocean because I won't see it for a couple weeks if I get reaped. I'll definitely be joining the careers if I get reaped.

I take off running down the beach. I do many cartwheels, and a few no handed ones. I then do some round off backhand springs and some flips. I then keep running to where I keep my trident. I take it out of its hiding spot and aim it at a fish's head. I hit it exactly where I was aiming.

"Bravo," says a voice. I turn to see my best friend Ariel.

"Hey," I say. She walks towards me.

"What's the point in practicing? You can't volunteer anyways," Ariel says.

"You never know, I could get reaped," I say.

"Ok, race?" Ariel asks.

"Ok," I reply. We live across from eachother, so it's the same distance, and we race all the time.

"Ready, set, GO!!" I yell and we start running.

I feel my legs burning, but I keep going. Finally I reach my house, right before Ariel.

I head inside my house and get ready. I put on a yellow sundress then pull my bleach blonde hair into a ponytail.

I then walk outside and meet Ariel on her porch. Her red hair is french braided.

"Ready?" I ask.

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"Welcome tributes, the time has come to select our two girls and two boys for the 500th Annual Hunger Games," says Alexandra. She walks over to the female bowl. I cross my fingers. She picks two slips then walks over to the microphone.

"Prismarine Crimson."

I watch a girl from the 13 year old section nervously walk up to the stage. She has dirty blonde loose curls and is wearing a light blue dress.

"I'm 13," she says quietly then sits down.

"Ocean Tycho."

Yes!! Victory here I come!! I practically run up to the stage. You're going down Prismarine.

"I'm Ocean, and I'm 15 years old. I'm a career and will make district 4 proud!!" I yell. I walk over and sit next to Prismarine. I give her an evil smile and then she looks even more scared than before.

"Now for the boys," Alexandra says then walks over to the boys bowl and picks two slips.

"Sailor Dayholt."

I smile when I hear that name. I've seen him train before. He's definitely a career.

"I'm Sailor and I'm 18. I think I'll be the one making district 4 proud," Sailor says then walks over and sits next to me. We both smile at eachother. We're definitely allies.

"Beck Heisenberg."

A boy from the 16 year old section nervously makes his way to the stage.

"I'm 16," Beck says.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our tributes, Prismarine Crimson, Ocean Tycho, Sailor Dayholt, and Beck Heisenberg."