The Beginning of the Games

Chapter 2: The First Reaping

I was running through the woods. Running for my life. I was surrounded by tributes. They were all sad but determined to kill me . On the count of three they all through their weapons at me. I woke up screaming. Mother ran into my room. Comforting me. I guess I was more scared about the Hunger Games than I thought I was.
"Did you have a bad dream?" My mother asked, concerned.
"Yeah, it was about the Hunger Games. Everyone was hunting me like I was a prized deer. Helpless and defenseless. I'm Scared mom, I really am, what if I have to go, what if I have to fight? I wouldn't know how to fight," tears were falling down my face at rapid speed. I continued, " I know how to kill, I know how to survive, I don't know how to kill other people and be okay with it. I mean sure, humans are like any other animal, but they have feelings. They have families, friends, a life.  I would probably last to like, I don't know, the last ten. I wouldn't win, I wouldn't kill to win. The last generation ended a war. This generation doesn't need a war either. Especially for the happiness of the Capitol. I would refuse to kill someone even if my life depended on it, which it would. Going into the games would be my death sentence." My mother comforted me as I complained in exasperation.
Walking to the first ever reaping seemed to go by too fast. The girls and the boys were separated into two lines where each person had to have their finger pricked. Each minute felt like a mili-second where your wish it would slow down. I was next in line. The woman at the table looked at me like I was a disgrace. She made this face like she was looking at a deformed animal. Sure I have flaws on my face from branches hitting my face when I'm hunting, but that doesn't mean I'm deformed. She pricked my finger with a needle, then told me to put it one a little square box. She asked for my name and wrote it next to my bloody finger print.
                 I was pushed into a crowd full of girls that were awaiting for their death sentence. Well, where one girl was awaiting her death sentence, I just hoped that girl wasn't me. I was getting light headed. I was never a girl who was good with hiding her amotions or being calm with scary things. I was the type of girl who was nervous to speak in front of the class or pass out when I was scared. I've only passed out twice in my life, but I've been close to passing out multiple times. The first time I passed out was when my my mom told me that my dad was going to the war. The second time was when my brother was killed, and I saw it happen. I didn't want to pass out again, not now, not never. I normally pass out during a tragedy, if I pass out now, there's going to be a tragedy.
               Oh no, oh no, oh no. Peacekeepers are swarming out onto the stage. Two Peacekeepers were holding to large bowls it hundreds of tiny slips of paper in it. A woman stepped onto the  stage. I bet those slips held my name in them, and Jewels and all my friends. I hope none of them get called, or reaped as they call it. I looked across the barrier separating the girls and the boys. I saw him.
My crush. I have a love/hate relationship with him. He is super cute with a tall strong figure. He had green eyes and messy brown hair that was so messy it was cute. He always had his hair pushed out of his face where his green eyes sparkled in the sun. Topaz, quit it, this is not the time to be crossing on your crush. It's hard not for me to crush on him because we have the same hobbies. We both love hunting, and well, when that's the only way to get food, you have to do it.
He was my competition though, the woods just behind the Clover Meadow was the prime hunting spot. He has two younger brothers to provide for so he normally get the best game, or, I let him get it. We like racing or competing to see who can get the most game by the end of the day. He normally wins by like a squirrel or two. He's a year older so I always use that to my excuse.
He saw me looking at him, he winked. And I Blushed!! Geez, Topaz, why do you have to embarrass yourself? The woman tapped her mic. "Ahhem, Excuse me every one, who am I kidding, everyone listen up!! I am about to reap the first boy and girl to go into the hunger games. " The woman walked over to the Girls bowl and shuffled the slips of paper. Please don't be me, please don't be me, please don't be me. The woman, holding a slip of paper, walked back over to the mic. " Jewel Tristine! Get your butt up here. Congrats to getting it fight for your district!"

"Noo. No. No. I volunteer. I volunteer." I was screaming at he top of my lungs. Tears were streaming down my face.

" Well then get on up here" I staggered up the stairs and stood next to her. I was trying to hold in my tears but that was helpless. I looked in to the crowd and saw my mom standing still, tears streaming down her face like the droplets of rain flowing down the window on a cold night.

" What is your name?." The woman commanded is a serious tone.

" T- Topaz " I answered in a stuttering voice.

The woman strutted over to the boys bowl and dug around until it seemed like she found the perfect slip. I was getting more nervous by the second. I was so nervous I didn't even notice when the boy's named was clawed and was standing next to me. I took one look at him and I blacked out.

to be continued.....