The 5th Quarter Quell

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(Your welcome )

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(Has anything important happened so far?)

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(No we're just starting out with the reapings)

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(Ok, thanks! :3)

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It seemed like hours have passed, which might have only been seconds, but two Peacekeepers marched into the room and grabbed both of my arms and dragged me outside. Next thing I know I'm in a carriage being carried off to the train station.

Austin made his way through the crowd as the announcer asked for any boy volunteers. "I volunteer!" he yelled. "It seems we have a volunteer!" cheered the Capitol woman. "What's your name?" she asked him. "Austin Kanin," he replied loudly. Somewhere in the crowd, a few girls had fainted. He was after all extremely popular in his grade and almost all the girls adored him.

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I was pushed into the town's square by peace keepers, shoulder to shoulder with kids I don't even know. I sighed silently and looked between people, searching for my friends and familly. Eventually when I laid my eyes on Sam, my brother, I smiled slightly in relief to have caught his attention, and to see him. This was the last year that he would have his name in the reaping bowl, but it didn't make it any better for this year. When I found my little sister I wrapped my arms around her chest to keep her close, not wanting to loose her. Eventually when we were in the square, in designated areas, our verry colourfull announcer said some words cheerfully, then shoved his hand into the girl's bowl. I starred at the two pieces of paper in horror, only now did I worry about my own safety. I watched intently as he unrolled the small piece of paper in his fingures slowly to create tension, and trust me, it worked. He looked up at the surrounding tributes and it felt as if he made eye contact with me. "Lyra Mitchell." He called out happily. I starred up at him helpless, my face had turned white as my sister turned around and clutched me. "No!" She screamed. It was the only sound that could be heard, the ear spliting sound of her scream. At least it wasn't her name, I told myself reassuringly, At least they didn't call for Ari. The peace keepers tried to drag her away, so I bent down and hugged her as she sobbed into my shoulder. By this time Sam had broken through the mob and held both of us. The peace keepers eventually gained controll and threw him off and picked up my sister; I couldn't make out the words my brother was yelling at them, but the fact that he was made me smile softly, no matter the fact that the odd tear rolled down my cheak.

(I'm not used to first person... lol...I don't even know why I'm doing it in 1st person xD)

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(Maybe its because Suzanne Collins did it in first person with Katniss )

He slowly walked up to the platform where Trisha was standing, ever so ghastly. "Hey," he said as he walked by her. A squad of Peacekeepers led him into a carriage, along with Trisha, that made its way to the train station. From there, he got onto the train. Keeping to himself was unlike him but he quietly went to his corridor and looked out the window, his friends, family, and admirers were all outside the train; crying, waving, and yeah fainting. He waved as the train took off, a second later, his district was out of sight. "Goodbye District 11," he whispered.

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(Maybe....? I think it's because I just read someone else's Hunger Games RP that was all in 1st person.. x3)
(And are all the tributes going to be on the same train or their own?)

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(Um the same train would be kind of fun X) Lol sorry I'm used to that smiley face cause of my BF, who does it all the time)

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(It is! And that's ok! lol xD)