Writers Games {Spark's Year Of The Reaping}

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I poked the side of my desk that held up my long dress. I wrinkled my nose as the scent of flowers and pollen smelled from the dress. I took a deep breath, and fiddled with the lace lining of the dress, and she sighed. It was once her grandmother's dress. Then her mothers, who passed it to my sister, who died. So, now it's mine, sadly. 

On the other side of the room, Swish, my twin brother fastened his suit, and nervously made his hair perfect. Today was the Reaping, and if one thing was sure, Swish wanted to look his best, unlike me. Who doesn't care about what the snobby Capitol thinks of us, they are the true evil ones and ugly on this inside- and outside. 

I grabbed my sister's hair pin, and fit into my long hair, getting into the dress in silence. It was kind of a tradition.

Silence.

Once Swish and I finished we headed out the door, looking all around outside of our old house. Kids with parents walked to the Reaping. Unlike most kids, we didn't have anyone for us. It was just us. Swish and Spark. The twins. 

As we got to the Cental, I reached out my hand for the Peace Keepers to prick it. I flinched a little at the sight of blood, but quickly got over it, seeing my boyfriend, Wheels coming over.

He gave me a quick kiss. "Good luck, Sparky." He told me, as i greeted him back with the kiss. I nodded and wrapped him in a hug before I left.

"You, too, Wheely." I replied, heading to my section. I just tuned out Leevny, the girl who reaps us, as she said a speech. It didn't matter if I didn't listen. I've heard it one time befor, and it was enough to scarr me for life so I could never forget. 

"Welcome, District 6! This years female tribute is...." She walked over to the glass ball, and quickly pulled out a ruffled paper. She unfolded it, then looked up. "Trans Trackk?" She read outloud, as I flinched.

It was Wheely's little twelve year old sister he loved dearly. As she walked up onto the stage, i looked over at Wheely to see him teary eyed.

Thats when I said it. I didn't even notice it, I just blurted it out.

"I VOLUNTEER AS A TRIBUTE!"

 

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