Triton June's P.O.V - District 4
"Triton?" Stella purrs. "Are you awake?"
"Of course I am. It's the reaping tomorrow," I look over at the clock. It's 1am, "Correction, the reaping is today."
She sighs. "I can't sleep."
"That makes two of us."
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. She smiles.
"I love you." She whispers.
"I love you too." I kiss her on the forehead.
Unable to sleep, we talk all night until the first snippet of light shines through the window.
"Nice morning for a swim isn't it?" I grin at her.
She raises an eyebrow. "It's 4am, isn't it a bit early?"
"It's never too early for a swim in district 4."
Stella Grace's P.O.V - District 4
Triton and I walk down to the beach, Triton takes his shirt off and runs into the ocean, I smile at him.
"Coming?" He asks.
I follow him and dive in with my clothes still on. I swim after him struggling to keep up. When we are about 100 metres out he finally stops swimming and turns to face me. With the morning sun shining on his face he is truly stunning. I can see all of his magnificent features. His beautiful tanned skin that proves years in the sun, his amazing brown hair that flops just the right way and his deep brown eyes that make me melt whenever I look into them. He waits for me to catch up to him before taking my hand in his.
"Do you think there is something else out there? A better place?" He asks.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, that if you go that way," he points to the horizon, "eventually do you think you would reach land?"
"Hmm, I never thought about it. President Noir always said that Panem is the only place that is safe."
"I don't believe that shit. When I'm older, I'm going to leave Panem. I want to see what else is out there. Somewhere without the Hunger Games. Somewhere that I can feel safe."
"Ok," I smile, "but take me with you."
"Of course" he leans in and kisses me.
We spend the next few minutes in silence, staring out to the horizon lined with fishing boats that are returning from months at sea, just in time to watch children be sent to their death. I sigh. One day I'll get out of this hellhole. One day.
Sandy Shore's P.O.V - District 4 Escort
My hair is shaped like a perfect wave on top of my head and my blue dress resembles a mermaid's tail. I can hear the mayor on stage giving his speech. I check my outfit one last time as a peacekeeper enters the room.
"Sandy, your on." He tells me.
I am so excited to serve another year as district 4's escort. A few peacekeepers open the large metal doors and I skip onto stage. I am welcomed by the fresh district 4 ocean breeze.
"Hello district 4!" I sing. "The time has come to select two courageous tributes to compete in this year's Hunger Games representing the beloved district 4!" I stand in the middle of the two reaping bowls. "Hmm, boys or girls first?" I ask, although quite rudely nobody replies. "Well then I think we will do the ladies first." I walk to the female bowl and pick a name off the top. "Stella Grace!"
She is too easy to spot because she instantly turns pale white and all the girls in the 16 year old section turn to look at her.
"Come on honey, come out here!" I tell her.
She walks to the stage, quite slowly may I add. So I end up pulling her the last few steps to the stage to help her out.
"Any volunteers?" I pause for a moment, praying for the day that I will get a career tribute. Nothing, I remember the time where district 4 was a career district themselves, but those days have faded. Finally I say. "Congratulations Stella Grace!" There are some few pathetic claps. "I thought district 4 was meant to me a career district!" I laugh, trying to brighten the mood of a few pathetic teenagers. "Show some enthusiasm!"
I trot over to the boys reaping bowl. The only sound in the entire square is the clanking of my highs heels as I walk. I stick my hand into the boys reaping bowl and pull out a name, but before I can say anything somebody steps forwards.
"I volunteer!"
"That's the distinct 4 spirit! Come on up here!" A boy makes his way from the 16 year old section. "What's your name?" I ask him excitedly, maybe I will finally get the career tribute I've always dreamt of.
"Triton June." He boys states.
Stella suddenly breaks into tears, sobbing and wheezing right beside me! A pathetic and unreasonable attention seeking act.
"Calm down honey." I laugh sarcastically. But she keeps crying, even screaming as the boy kneels next to her trying to calm her down. "Looks like we have the next Annie Cresta here folks!" A few peacekeepers laugh at my comment. "Well here it is! Stella Grace and Triton June! Such... interesting tributes!" I giggle as I face the cameras and point to my head, waving my finger in loops. "Happy Hunger Games and may the odds me ever in your favour!"
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~ The 99th Hunger Games ~ (UNDER EDITING)
Fiksi PenggemarYears have past since the rebellion and president Noir now rules Panem. She has decided that she needs to take leadership of her country therefore re-introducing the Hunger games. "So it was decreed that each year, the various districts of Panem wou...
