IF I LIVED THE HUNGER GAMES
Chapter One:The Reaping
KATIA:
Milah went home to get ready for the first reaping of district thirteen. I myself washed myself down with rubbing alcohol and rose water. I put on a dark blue skirt and a grey blouse. My hair was put back in its regular ponytail. I mentally prepped myself. It’s not going to happen, not to us. It’s not going to happen, not to us.
 

                We all gathered in the square by age and gender. I was with Berroe and Havana, and my other friends Beena and Aster. We all gave each other nervous glances, and turned away, all starring off in different directions. Suddenly, Berroe grabbed tight of my hand and squeezed it tight. I looked over at her pulled back hair, but she didn’t look at me. I starred over at the boy’s line. Aero was near the front of the 14 year-old boy’s line. He returned my stare and smiled, mouthing it’ll be okay. Aero was my boyfriend. He was tall, brawny, and tan. His hair was an ebony shade, and his eyes were a very dark brown. He was a good-looking boy at that. I hope he’s right about the reaping. He probably is.