Chapter 1

(I don't own anything)

I woke up and looked around my room in confusion, why was it so bright. Then it hit me. Today's reaping and I'm volunteering. I got up and pulled on my best tan pants and shirt. I lived in District 2, the 2nd richest District apart from Capitol, we deal in luxury items. My mother walks in, she's wearing a dazzling gold dress along with the gold jewellery. My father's dead because my mother was a few weeks pregnant with me when he volunteered as tribute when he was 18. He never made it back.

I waited impatiently in the queue. A bored peace keeper held out his hand for my finger, I shoved it towards him and he pricked it with a Zinger. The blood dripped down my finger and I pressed it onto the placemat. I went over to stand in the 16 section. Finally our Mayor, Sirius Gale, stepped up to the platform along with this year's tributes mentor, Brutus, and Lucius Trinket. I've always found it odd that Effie Trinket, the simpering fool who escorts the district 12 tributes, was not at all related to him. He could be classed as a rainbow. He had purple skin along with green hair, gold tattoos everywhere and neon pink teeth.

"Welcome District 2 to the 74th annual Hunger Games and may the odds ever be in your favour." He said a creepy grin etched across his face. "Now, lady's first." He buried his hand in the glass sphere and pulled out a white slip.

"Clove Gale." He said with a sympathetic look to the mayor whose skin was gradually loosing colour. A springy girl with dark brown hair and pale skin leapt up to the stage. No girl stepped forward to volunteer; Clove wouldn't take it she had trained, like me, from the age of 5.

"Now let's see." He announced again and he thrust his hand into the bowl and drew out the second slip. "Lee Malloy."

A scared looking 13 year old began to slowly trudge to the stage but I stepped in. "I volunteer." I stated and I climbed onto the stage. I studied the crowd, taking in my mothers solmen face and everyone elses approving looks. I knew I would win, why wouldn't I?

"Ladies and Gentleman let me present to you your tributes, Clove Gale and Cato Potter." He announced as we shook hands.

I waited in the justice building and I waited for my mother but she never came. I growled angrily and punched the wall. She was too damn proud. We waited for the train to come and I caught site of my mother's sad eyes as the cameras focused ton us hungrily. We stepped on and watched the perfect city zoom away.

District 12s going to have a winner and it's going to be me.