A/N: I have two district one tributes now so I can now start on the volunteerings ( yes, I did that on purpose). Also I still need a boy tribute from districts 2 that is a VOLUNTEER! I do not accept tributes from career districts that don't volunteer( I only let one in.) Also I do want to thank everyone who submitted and I'm sorry if your tribute wasn't picked. And another announcement: Any spots from outer-lying districts are taken by me because they will be used for bloodbath tributes. So please enjoy the reapings and submit tributes that i need which are listed above. Thanks! Also sorry i didn't post for so long, I just have school and everything but I'll try to post at least once a week.

Disclaimer: I don't the Hunger Games

Silver Deven District One

I woke up extra early this morning to get some training in before the reapings started. Today I was going to volunteer. I still have two more years of reapings, I'm only sixteen, but I can't wait to get into the games. Since I'm closer to the stage, I might be able to beat some of the older kids there.

I slashed a dummy with a knife then I hurled it across the room knocking another dummy over. I spun around and as fast as lightning, my knife was lodged in the eye of a third dummy.

"Impressive," said a sarcastic voice from the background. I looked around the room frantically to see who it was. A smaller girl stepped out of the shadows tossing her silky brown hair. Amber. Amber Mashito was my sworn enemy. We always fought over who would win the games.

"Are you volunteering?" I asked. I was hunched over panting. Probably not the best way to intimidate someone. I quick stood up and puffed out chest. Amber chortled and rolled her eyes. I asked her again "ARE you VOl- UN-TEER-ING?"

"No, I'm going to wait three years until I'm eighteen," she replied back.

"Wuss," I retorted. She rolled eyes yet another time and she started walking away swaying her hips like she was some supermodel.

"Whatever," she hollered back as she left the training center through the garden exit. I stood panting for a little while longer than I took a drink of water and headed home to get ready to volunteer.

Polyester "Polly" Birch District One

"Polly, I'm back from my spa appointment!" Screeched my mother from the downstairs kitchen. I bolted upright in my plush velvet and silk bed and whipped my head towards my clock. Twelve-thirty! The reapings were in just half an hour! I must have fallen back asleep after my mother left! I hoped out of bed and ran to my gigantic walk-in closet. I speedily picked out strapless cream and then I rushed over to my makeup table and I dabbed on some blush and mascara. I grabbed a pair of flats and a pendant and flew downstairs. "There you are!" My mother exclaimed as I was brushing my platinum blond locks. " I made you a bagel with orange margarine."

"Thanks mom!" I said through a mouthful of food.

"You're welcome. I'll be upstairs and I'll see you at the reapings ." I ran out of my mansion in the richest part of the district and met up with my best friend Maple, who I had known since we were four.

"Hi Maple," I whispered as I squeezed through the other seventeen-year-old girls.

"Shhh. They're starting." she whispered back. I looked up at the stage and the justice building and out came our bubbly escort, Priscilla Everlight. She was wearing a tall, curly green wig with colorful birds in it that made her head look like the top of a tree.

"Welcome tributes of District One to the 51st annual Hunger Games!" She screeched in her obnoxious capitol accent. Then the mayor came up and started blabbing about stuff nobody cares about. I just kept playing with my hair until the escort came back on and said it was time for the reapings. "Lets be unconventional and start with the boys this year. Shall we?"

" I volunteer!" shouted a big muscular guy from the sixteens boy section. I have to admit, he was pretty hot.

"Oh, goody! I didn't even have to walk over to the reaping ball!" Priscilla cheered. "What's your name sir?"

"Silver Deven, and I'm going to do better than our weak careers last year!" Said the boy with a big cocky, arrogant smile plastered across his face.

"Okay, now for the ladies!" Priscilla squeaked. "Amber Mashito!" She called out. A short Asian girl walked out from the fifteens section with her arms crossed , but you could tell she was scared. Silver's eyes lit up as Amber walked to the stage and a malicious grin spread across his face. "Do we have any volunteers?" Priscilla asked. My hand shot straight up in the air.

"ME! ME! ME! PICK ME! I VOLUNTEER AS FEMALE TRIBUTE OF DISTRICT ONE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Well someone's excited aren't they!" Announced Priscilla. I passed Amber walked to the stage and she whispered a grateful "thank you" in my ear. I just nodded my head and made an "mm-hmm" sound. "What's your name sweetie?" Priscilla asked me.

"Polyester Birch," I said into the microphone "But you can call me Polly," I quickly added.

Silver and the shook hands and we walked into the justice building. I was brought by peacekeepers into my private room. The room was covered with baby blue, satin curtains and couches striped in gold and maroon. I sat down on one of the couches and my parents came in. They weren't crying, they were proud.

"I'm so proud of you," my father whispered in my ear.

"Don't worry daddy, I'll make it back," I said happy as can be.

"You left your pendant on the counter," said my mother handing me the silver necklace and blu pendant. "You should keep it as a token." I just smiled. My parents kissed me goodbye and left the room. Next came in Maple and she was sobbing a river of tears.

"Maple, If you don't stop crying I'm going to have to fight in an arena of your tears," I joked. Maple laughed through her tears.

"Just make it home, okay?" She said, wiping her tears away from her face. Maple is just paranoid that I will die like her sister did last year. I don't know why she is so paranoid though, her older brother, grandma, and cousin are all victors so I think there is a larger chance that I will win than lose. Maple then left the room and the Peacekeepers took me out to the train.

A/N: Did you like? Please review. Also I changed my from earlier. If you want to make blood bath tributes then please do.