PRIMS POV
A few hours later I wake up to find my sister Katniss getting ready for reaping day. My mom always thinks it's good to look nice reaping day just in case we get picked and then we can remember how beautiful everything looked. I wash up and my mother does my hair. I tucking my shirt and my sister comes up behind me, "You look beautiful," she says. "But you better tuck in that tail, little duck." She always calls me a little duck, because the back of my shirt is always untucked. When we are ready, we walk to the stage where the reaping takes place. Effie Trinket, the lady who called out the names of the tributes, has pink hair. Every time I see her, her hair is always a different color and style. Thats how the people are the capital. They always have the weirdest, clothes craziest hair, and the most makeup I have ever seen on a person. As I walk up to where we check in I see two peacekeepers taking blood. I start to freak out, I don't want to check in. I don't want to get picked. Katniss reassures me that it doesn't hurt I mean she's done it four times already. She tells me to go wait with the other 12-year-old girls while she checks in. I do what she says and I go stand by my friend best friend Lilly Wallflower. Lilly is as nervous as I am. She lives with her uncle, the mayor, and her cousin, Madge. Her parents died when she was three years old. She doesn't have any friends, except for me. It was her friends before I even knew her uncle was the mayor. before her parents died. We've been best friend since. I look around I can't find my sister anywhere. I try to calm down, " Shes standing with the other 16-year-olds." I think, "I'll be okay. Deep breaths." As I'm calming myself down, I hear music I look towards the stage and I see a video starting. It talks about the wars and a new generation rising out of the ashes of the following people. It says that after the war was a treaty saying that we should have the hunger games. The video seemed kind of boring. When the video was finished Effie Trinket exclaimed, "Now! It is time to select a volunteer to do the honor of representing District 12 in the 74th annual hunger games. As usual, ladies first." She walks over to the glass ball. My hands start sweat. My heart starts to beat faster and faster. "Calm down", I think, "She's not gonna pick me." She reaches in, swirling her hands around. "Not me, not me, not me." I think if she picks up the slip of paper, slowly unfolding it. "Not me, not me , not me." She cries out, "Primrose Everdeen!"
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Wow chapter two done. I hope you liked it. I probably won't update for a while. I'm always kinda busy. Bye. FARKLE OUT!
