The 13th annual hunger games

District 6-Reaping

Makayla Davis's P.O.V.

i'm drop dead scared. Todays the reaping and my names in ther 12 times 7 nessacary and 5 for tesserae. I got the tesserae for me, my mom, my dad, my brother and my sister. Even though my siblings can take there own I don't want them taking any chance. District 6 isn't the strongest district we only have 2 victors, and we're not the richest. Yet we aren't the weakest or the poorest. We're technically in the middle. To get ready for the reaping I put on a pale blue dress and head to the square.

I stand with all the other 18 year olds and I look around. I see everyone looking scred for their lives and I see those who don't care what happens to theese kids taking bets on who'll get picked. I think the betting parts sick, they're basicallly saying who they want to die.Maxwell Johnson, our escort, comes on stage in his.. odd looking clothes. " Welcome ladies and gentelmen it's time to pick our tributes for the 13th annual hunger games." He shuffles towards the girls bowl and picks a slip of paper "Makayla Davis". I'm shocked but don't show it. I walk on stage calmy and take my place. "Any volunteers?" I don't bother get my hopes up, we never have volunteers here. "now for our male tribute..."

Blue Maxis's P.O.V.

I pace back and fourt over and over again. I'm dead worried.Today's the reaping. It's my 3rd reaping, I know I should be used to it by now but it's just the thought of going and having to kill to get out that freaks me out. I don't wanna go, but I have to if I don't go I'll pretty much be killing myself. I get dressed in a pale yellow long sleeve top and black dress pants then I head to the square.

I stand with all the other 14 year olds and wait for the reaping to beggin. Some clown,our escort, gets on stage and says some stuff but I'm not paying too much attention, I'm too busy freaking out. All that's going through my head now is what if I get picked, no ones gonna volunteer. "Now for our male tribute, Blue Maxis" Flying monkeys in a bag! That's me! I don't wanna show I'm weak so I just Walk up calmly. "Any volunteers?" asks our escort, as if there would be any. When no one replies I know that all those people looking at me are looking at district 6s first ever bloodbath tribute.