read pwease? :3

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read pwease? :3

so im writing a Hunger Games fic. it has nothing to do with Peeta or Katniss or Effie or any of them. it takes place 50 years later and the 125th Quarter Quell is happening.
please read? tell me what you think!!! thanks in advance!!

I sat next to my brother Finni on my living room carpet in our Capitol home, waiting for the news. Today is the day where they announce what twist is in store for the Hunger Games on the 125th Quarter Quell.

“Are you excited Rosette?” My dad asked me, sitting on the couch with my mom.

“I can’t believe we get to see a Quarter Quell!” I say happily.

The announcement starts and I stare waiting. President Moss stands tall and lanky on the stage in a deep green suit and his hair and lips matching.

“Welcome to the announcement of the 125th Quarter Quell!” He smiles enthusiastically. A young girl in a calm blue dress runs out with a box and holds it out. President Moss opens it, looks through the cards, and instantly reads.

“For the 125th Hunger Games,” as he read his smile dropped, “the tributes will only be chosen from the Capitol, including the President’s children…”

Everything was silent, my mom shrieked in terror.

President Moss returned his smile after his split second of shock. “And there you have it!” Not much happened next.

I was too shocked to think. Finni and I sat staring at the TV. Finni and I… we could be… in the games? Excitement and fear, mostly fear, rang through me. The games are always so entertaining but when you could be at risk at being in it, they are terrifying.

My dad broke the silence. “Don’t worry kids! You have a sly chance of being chosen!”
I was instantly relieved by his words. I’ve never been chosen for anything. Ever. I think it’s because I don’t follow the Capitol trends of getting my skin dyed or wear colored wigs. I like staying my natural hue with hints of color.

Reaping Day… it’s tomorrow. I sighed not worrying and felt a smile on my face.

That night I dreamed… a horrible dream. It was my friends and Finni. All in the games. Killing each other and ripping each other apart. Throwing spears and axes in one another. Finni was screaming in pain with a giant gash was in his head after pulling an arrow out of it. It spewed blood and I sat watching at home, safe. The horror was making me smile and giggle then I saw a knife dig straight into-

I woke up suddenly, my eyes wide open. I sat curled in a ball under my covers and covered in sweat.

“Stop worrying…” I mumbled to myself.

I wiped my face and striped my sweaty underclothes. I stood in my shower under hot water thinking about the Reaping. I know I'm most likely not going to be chosen but the possibility ran through my head.

When I was sitting in my living room watching the Pre-Reaping Day shows my mom came in.

“Time to get dressed.” She said smiling sadly.

I know what she meant. I've seen it on TV. Every kid in the district dresses in their finest clothes, which isn’t much. I went to my room and picked out a red and black dress. It has poofy shoulders and tight sleeves, tight around the waist and a scoop neck. The skirt of it was a poof in crimpled red fabric with black on top. I slipped on red flats as my mom did my hair.

My hair is black, nothing special. My mom curled it and did it up in a bun because it’s the “in” style now. When I saw Finni he was dressed in a blue suit and a blue wig to match, his eyes outlined in shimmering green to bring out his green eyes.

We went down to the school lot where the Reaping was being held. There was one at each school in the Capitol, making for ten Reapings and twenty children.

I stood in the lot with my age group, all twelve year old girls. I was in the youngest group while Finni was in the oldest, eighteen.

The woman smiled walking on stage. “Greetings Capitol!” She chimed. “Shall we get started?”

She reached her hand in a bowl and before moving it more she said a cheery “may the odds be ever in your favor” and added “Ladies first!” She twirled her hand around and skillfully picked up one sheet.

My heart felt like it was in my throat. She smiled announcing the girl tribute.

CLIFFHANGER!!! ahahahaha