I am one of the last people to enter the Square. All the other children are lined up in rows, youngest at the back, oldest at the front. Boys on one side, girls on the other. Finnick told me I had to give my name to the register desk, and have my finger pricked by some Peacekeeper. The girl in front of me yelps when the needle enters her skin. Rolling my eyes I snigger. I mean if you think getting a drop of blood I bad, think what life would be like in the arena. The girl, now crying, hurries off into line and I thrust my arm at the Peacekeeper. I don't flinch when my finger is pricked. I have to be brave and hold my head up high. Finnick always told be to never give in to being afraid and I have learnt to do that. After watching my brother in the Games and growing up without my parents, I am older beyond my years.
Shuffling in between two other 12 year olds, the escort of District 4, Emerald Dreezey tootles onto stage in mega high heels. It's a good job there are no high winds coming from the coast, for I'm sure she would be blown off her feet.
She taps the microphone and speaks in a squeaky,almost mouse-like voice, "Morning, morning and may I say a huge welcome to everyone." I sigh. Why is she welcoming us in our own District for goodness sake. It is the Capitol that is new to the lives of people in the Districts. No offense to them, but I for one am certainly not a person to welcome these Capitol airheads. They constantly send for my brother to go there, and he is sick of the place. He hates leaving me, in case something happens, but I assure him that I am fine with Annie and Mags. If he refuses to go to the Capitol, Finnick is afraid of what they might do. A few years back, a boy from District 12, played the Games by his own rules and used the arena as an advantage. I am not sure what he did exactly, but he survived and when he went back home, his family were dead. The Capitol seem so oblivious and dumb, but they really have manipulative little brains underneath all those fake wigs they wear.
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Fair Fight
FanfictionEmma Odair-73rd Hunger Games Emma Odair has it lucky, a life with her brother in the Victor's Village with a roof over her head and meals to eat, but it all changes when the day of her first Reaping comes around. Will she ever return home to Distri...
