The Hunger Games Returns

Chapter 2

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VIOLET

I was at home with Haymitch and Josh, I’m not even in trouble and I didn’t need to be home! Josh is a a stinking liar. He is only 14 but still a big fat liar!

Haymitch was watching me as I walked throughout the front door, he pinted towards the ebony oak chair in the dining room, he hesitated but then started, “I think I better inform you of some of your grandparents’ friends and their grandchildren as they may be reaped.” I stared at him with disbelief, is he seriously stating that i’m going to get reaped! I hope not. he ignored my face and continued on, “ There is Jackson Odair, your friend grandson of Finnick Odair and Annie Cresta and Lucas Hawthorne and Leah Hawthorne grandchildren of Johanna Mason and Gale Hawthorne. There is also the girl you saw on the television. obviously she will not be reaped but you need to know her story. She is Alma Coin’s sister’s daughter. I think that is all you have to know.” With that he stood up slowly and walked into his room. He must have known some of them as his eyes were watery. I looked to josh’s face and actually saw tears down his face. He mumbled, “What if I get picked? You have trained you know how to do this but I have never trained before! What do I do?” I just walked over to him and gave him a hug while he sobbed on my shoulder. I whistled a tune my grandmother would whistle to me when I was 2. I have no Idea what I meant but it sounded like a lullaby. I stayed with Josh for the rest of the day.

The next morning obviously is the reaping… I fell asleep on the couch with Josh on the floor snoring loudly with drool on his face. I stood up and stifled a laugh while walking into my room to prepare. I saw a beautiful dress lying on my bed. This dress was a peach colour, thin straps crossing over each other on the back. I t goes to my knees. As I picked it up to examine I saw the delicate flower designs flowing on the hem of this dress, I also spotted the peach flats on the floor. I grabbed my towel and showered quickly. Rinsing my hair, trying to scrub of all the sadness that seemed to belong on my skin. I stepped out of the shower and put on the dress, it seemed to flow around me, I then curled my hair and walked out of my room seeing my brother… in a suit. I laughed and then Haymitch found us. “You look so much like your mother.”He stated. I stiffened and mumbled, “Thank you.” My mother was truly beautiful. I only received her hair everything else I got from my father. My brown hair and my Hazel Brown eyes.  We then heard the noise stating its time for the reaping. I was scared.

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I was standing with my age group, the 16 year girls. I was nervously glancing around for Jack but couldn’t see him. I stared forward as a woman with blue crazy hair and silver lips stepped forward and started stating the obvious, “Welcome everyone to the 77th Annual Hunger games. As usual Ladies first.” I stiffened and spotted Jack looking at me, he gave a quick nod of confidence and I relaxed a bit. I watched the tall scrawny woman reach for the name in the glass bowl. She picked one and read of the name.

“Violet Mellark” I froze while everyone turned towards me. I didn’t want to seem weak, I wanted to appear strong. I walked towards the woman standing tall showing no fear. She then announced that I would be a proud tribute for District 6! She then asked, “Any volunteers?” The question ended with silence. No volunteers of course. She then walked over to the owl with the male names. She reached inside the bowl and read of the name, “Oh my, Josh Mellark.” I opened my mouth in shock as my younger brothers name was called. He walked up towards the stage looking scared as the capitol woman asked, “Any volunteers?” I never thought anyone would volunteer until I heard a voice.

“I VOLUNTEER!” I snapped my head to the sound of the voice and found Jack strolling out of the crowd towards us. My brother stumbled and walked back to his position mouthing a Thank you to Jack. The woman of course asked his name. Jack replied with confidence in his speech, “Jackson Odair.” We then shook hands and both stood next to the tall blue haired woman.

“Now these are the tributes from District 6! Jackson Odair and Violet Mellark. Good luck tributes and this is a line from my grandmothers friend I would try. And may the Odds be ever in your favour.” We turned and walked into the tent set up for the tributes. I get pushed into a room where people come to say their goodbyes. I wait and wait and no one comes until Josh and Haymitch stroll inside.

“VIOLET!” My brother yells and hugs me straight away. Haymitch just smiles and says, “ Good Luck sweetheart, I would come but I’m too old to be a mentor now. Be proud and confident. Make alliances and sweetheart. Win” I smiled towards Haymitch as I notice Josh is crying, “P-please just t-try to w-win.” I whispered into Josh’s ear, “I will.” They then got ushered out of my area and I just sat there. Until Jack walked in and straight away ran up to me and hugged me.

I was holding on until I heard him in my ear, “I’m sorry I just didn’t want to see your brother go in the games.” I nodded and hungged him even tighter then noticing the tears strolling down my cheeks. “Violet, as I am going to die soon I should tell you something.” He stammered. I let go of the hug and looked him in the eyes then sat down.

I stared into his eyes, wondering what he is going to say. I whispered as if I talked normally my voice would croak, “What?”

OOOH WHAT IS HE GOING TO SAY!!??

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