Another year has passed. Today 2 of us will get to leave district 11 to go to the capital. 2 of us will have to go fight to the death. One of us might get to come home.''Why do we have to wear dresses?''Katie complained sliping on her knee lenghth turqoise dress.''So you can look nice Katie.'' Jordan said coming in to the room with her green and black knee high dress. ''You two look beautiful'' I said. ''You too Maylee'' commenting on my pink and black knee high dress. ''Come on girls its time to head to the square'' our dad called. ''We're coming dad!'' Katie yelled ''lets go see who are lucky tributes are''. We started to head the when we were stopped by peacekeepers. They told us to give them our hands so we did. They grabbed our hands and stuck a needle into one of our finger to get a drop of blood then stuck it to a piece of pare with our name and age on it. Then told us to go stand with the other 16 year olds. We stood in silence until a tall green haired man in an red suit and yellow lipstick hopped up on the stage. "Welcome, welcome we are all here to to draw 2 tributes 1 lucky young man and 1 lucky young woman to represent district 11 in the Hunger Games. My name is Quail Pollox the escort." Quail chimed happily."Lets start with the boys" Quail then walked over to the big glass bowl with all the boys names in it.He dug into the bowl and plucked out a slip then walked back to the microphone. "Jace Malak" he paused "Jace Malak come up, come on don't be shy"he said. Jace slowly walked out of the huge group of 16 year old boys and started to walk toward the stage. When he finally got the stage Quail pulled him up the stairs and congratulated him on being the boy tribute. "Ok now for the girls" Quail said then hurried over to the bowl full of the girls names. He plucked one out and hurried back to the microphone.He opened the slip and said the name I wish never existed "Maylee Oaklan."
