Will You Catch Me? Back Home.

The Day of The Reaping

(this is in the point of view of Natalie, that's what this book will be in. The other book will be what goes on in the games)

I woke up, more like sat up. I couldn't sleep all night. The worst part was that it was the Seventy-Fifth Games, so Its a Quarter Quell. I'm wondering why he hasn't announced the special thing about the Quarter Quell yet. It must be a huge surprise. "You up?" I asked, coming to my bed.

"I've been up all night." Cleo added

"Me too." I replied

"Let's get ready." she said. "We should wear something nice." I nodded and ran to the closet. I looked inside and saw a dress Cleo had worn when she was twelve.

"Can I wear this? It brought you luck on your first year." I asked. Cleo nodded and smiled. I ran into the bathroom and started to get changed.

Once I finished getting dressed, I noticed she left out Mom's dress. She went under the fence.

I headed downstairs and watched the TV to wait for the information about the Quell.

As time passed, my dad came downstairs and took a seat in his chair.

"You're sister?" he asked.

I looked out the window and he nodded.

"It's early." she said.

As more and more time passed, the announcement finally came on.

"ATTENTION THERE IS AN ANNOUNCEMENT COMING UP" it said. "So we all know this is the Quarter Quell." someone said, rambling on about the history. "Twelve to Fifteen year olds, won't have to go in. As a memory of the losses of children in the great war. Also, we will try to make this last two years, sending in more tributes every month." I jumped up and down. I didn't hear the last thing he said, bit I didn't care. Then I realized something. Cleo had an even bigger chance now, and for 2 years.

I heard Cleo climb into the window. After a bit, she came downstairs.

She sat beside me and I gave her some bread. "Thanks." she said.

"You're welcome." I replied, smiling.

"Why are you so happy?" Cleo asked.

"The Quell is that 12 to 15 year olds won't have to go in." I say smiling.

She hugs me. "You don't have a chance!" she says excitedly.

"Yeah, but you will, and they also said they plan on making it last for 2 years, sending in more tributes every week." She looked surprised.

"Tw-Two years." Cleo says. I nod and we look at my father.

"Its time to go." he says and we stand up.

As we walk to the door, Cleo said by to the cat that comes to our house in the winter. "Bye Cash." she says. I had named in Cashmere, but she calls it Cash.

"Cleo, hurry up." I call. She walks faster to catch up.

Cleo checked in and was rallied into the 17 year old section. She waves at Katniss sitting on the stage. Peeta was beside her, and so was the mayor. Effie Trinket walked up to the microphone and smiled. "Welcome to the reaping of the Seventy-Fifth Hunger Games. Now as always, ladies first." she walks up to the bowl filled with hundreds of names, a lot of them mine. "Cleo Brandshaw." she claps. Everyone turns and looks towards me.

She slowly walked towards the stage, and I started to cry. She looked for me.

"Now for the gentlemen." she said walking towards the bowl. "Ryan Rodgers." she announced.

I watched as his mother screamed. "No!" she yelled. Peacekeepers had to hold her back. He walked up, slowly and quietly, no emotion on his face. His broad shoulders swayed as he walked up the stairs. He looked strong. He glanced at Cleo and looked back at the crowd, avoiding the direction of his mother.

"May the odds be ever in your favor." Effie said, going into the Justice building. I completely zoned out. My dad and I were let in first.

"Cleo!" I yelled and we hugged. "I love you." I said, tears in my eyes.

"I love you too." we sat down on the velvet couch and I laid her head on mpher shoulder. "Dad, you need to be strong, and careful in the mines. You need to talk to Katniss, she promised to help." she said to him, My father nods.

"Promise me you'll win." I say. she nods and I hug her tighter.

A peacekeeper walked in and took us away. I miss her already.