Hey, this is PowerPlayer. I'm a friend of Vasi's. For those of you who haven't heard, a few nights ago, Vasilisa was struck and killed by a drunk driver. Please pray for her tonight. She was very kind and friendly. A great friend, daughter and sibling. I am going to continue this work alongside her sister and co-writer Allison. I would appreciate it if you could send in tributes for the story.

Thank you, and please enjoy Vasi's story.

Hey guys Vasi here! I decided to make a story that will be a SYOT but, there will be an actual plot to it, so the tributes will not actually be the main. So I am writing the main character. I hope you all like it please review the story and not just your tribute! Thank you!

Vasi~

Vasilisa POV

"I'm leaving I have to be there early so we can get started!" Finnick yelled from the door, I was in our bathroom putting the finishing touches on my makeup. Today is the reaping for the Hunger games. My brother was the mentor for this year. He was only 14 when he won the Hunger games and now he was a mentor, at the age of 14, it is three years later and he is now 17, I am 16, a year younger than Finnick. I knew I had a big chance of being reaped; Finnick knew it to, but we tried to look on the bright side. Finnick popped his head in the bathroom smiling. I knew exactly what he was going to do, I smiled.

"Happy Hunger Games! May the odds be ever in your favor" He put on the capital accent and I giggled. It's a tradition, every time the Hunger Games role around we make fun of the sang the escorts say. Finnick smiled and ruffled my blonde curls, i groaned.

"Finnick! I just spent an hour." My hand replaced the curls, carefully. Finnick knew how I liked my hair and he messed with me all the time about it all the time. Finnick laughed, and I glared at him and he laughed harder. That's when my mum's voice rang out from the kitchen.

"Finnick Odair you better get going before your late and you end up being like Haymitch Abernathy. " Finnick's face paled and I laughed. Haymitch was the District 12 mentor. He was drunk and late for every reaping. It was quite a joke actually; Haymitch won the 2nd Quarter Quill. I didn't have anything against him; I just didn't want my brother to end up like that.

"Finnick you better go before what mum said comes true." I laughed as Finnick darted out the door. I laughed as I put my make up back. I met my mother in the kitchen. I grabbed an apple out of the bowl and sat at the table eating it as fast as I could. We had to be there in about 20 minutes. Everyone had to wear their best clothes. I am wearing a strapless white dress, made of cotton. It ends at my knees'. I have tall black boots that end right under my knee. My natural straight blonde hair was curled in princess curls. My sea green eyes were brought out with eye liner.

By the time I was done with my apple and I reapplied my lip gloss it was time to leave. Mum and I walked to the place where the reaping was held. I wash ushered away from the safety of my mother and into the pool of 16 year olds. Finnick was up there with the mayor and district 4's escort –Malia Cline. The mayor said the same things he said every year. I had the things memorized, Malia's turn was just a speech of how it was a pleasure to be here and then it was time for the reaping.

"Alright ladies, may the odds be ever in your favor" I saw Finnick flash me a smile and I smiled back. Malia reached her hand deep in the glass bowl that held the girl names. She brought her hand out and unfolded the paper. When she read the name in her head I saw her eyes widened and my first thought was it was a little twelve year old. That's something I would not ever want to happen. It was horrible they were just too young. I was wrong though, it wasn't a twelve year old it was "Vasilisa Odair!"

Hey guys so I thought I would write this, I really hoped you liked it. I need tributes so if ya'll wouldn't mind making one. Please PM me the tribute. The District 4 tributes are already taken but please make of a different District! Thank you! I don't really need a whole lot of info on them because this story is not meant to be SYOT it is meant for Vasilisa and Finnick. If you put this in a review I will NT accept it. Sorry, but I just recently found out it was against the rules. Thanks!

Name:

Age:

District:

Appearance:

Personality:

Weapon of choice:

How do you want to die?

Vasi~