Megan Flanagan- District 1
The girl was up and ready in a small floral dress and some sandy ankles high heels. She walked with
her dad and got her blood taken and once she had done, she kissed him goodbye. Knowing that all this
time when she was in the arena, he would be alone. She had a brother and a sister who both died in
training and she didn't want to let him down. Her mother also died of a type of cancer so she knew that
if she was killed or died in anyway, her father would be alone and depressed, no doubt about. She stood
in the crowd of girls. If she wasn't picked, then fine, but if she was, she was ready to kick butt. As the men
were called, a tribute volunteered, Tyler Vanity. Okay, she had to admit, he was hot and all but he could be
an arrogant teenager who cares about nothing but himself. She did train with him and both of them were determined.
When the female tribute was called, all she heard was, "Megan Flanagan." The girl gave a small smirk to herself and then walked out the crowd and then through the gap and onto the stage with a smirk on her. Meg looked over at Tyler and smiled before looking forwards at everyone else.