The fifty-second Hunger Games.~A Hunger Games fan-fic

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This is the fifty-second Hunger Games.I'm on my way to the reaping along with 155 other unlucky teens. My name is Alexandria Everdeen. I'm tall, thin, and pale even though I live in District 11. My straight, black hair that I get from my mother is cut to my chin diagonally. My blue eyes that I get from Grandpa Peeta stare ahead of my and bore into the wall of the train. I'm scared to death to be in the reaping. I hope that I'm not selected to be a tribute.

Before I know it we pull into the Capitol and we all have to get out. Us girls stand to one side in a huge crowd and the boys stand on the other side.A black woman with bright yellow hair walks up on the stage next to President Paylor."Welcome to the fifty-second Hunger Games reaping! Twenty four of you lucky children will be selected as tributes.Let the reaping begin!We'll start with our lovely girls. We have Rena Fash. Derain Grawn. Lorie Padilecki."

I gasp as my best friend slowly walks from my side to the stage. Her red hair blowing and her green eyes scared. If I could I would take her place but that another rule. No volunteering.I zone the woman out until a name I hoped I wouldn't hear."Alexandria Everdeen." I gasp and then slowly, ever so slowly, I walk up to the stage. I stand beside Lorie and stare at the camera's hovering above my face with indifferent eyes even though I'm freaking out on the inside.

"Now for the boys."She says jerking me from my reverie.She's halfway down the list when she says a name I thought I'd never hear."Gane Dhug." My ex-boyfriend. I stare in horror as he walks confidently up to the stage, his ashy blonde hair parted to show his melting hazel eyes.He shoots me a indifferent look then looks at the camera's and smile's. She finishes the list and looks at all of us saying."You have all been picked to be tributes in the fifty-second Hunger Games.You will get to say goodbye to your family then you will come here to begin your training. May the odd ever be in favor!"She says and walks off the stage helping our old president down the stairs.

I stand there frozen for a minute. I'm a tribute? I have to kill the boy I still love and my best friend? Hell no, I'll kill myself before that happens. I'll be like Grandmother and give myself up for them. I couldn't live with myself if I killed them. Lorie leads me to the train and we sit beside each other not talking. Just to be beside the person you know best can calm you down. To a degree. She gets off at District 11 and for six hours I'm sitting beside myself in my mind until the train pulls up to the District 12 platform.

I'm almost in tears when I see Grandma and Grandpa waiting for me. Mom and dad will be mad that I'm not spending the only free time I have with them but I've alway's liked my grandparents better.Grandma has her gray hair in a messy braid and Grandpa's hair is a mess like always.I run off the train and into their arms, sobbing.

"It'll be okay Dria."Grandpa says calling me by my nickname."As soon as we saw you walk up in that stage we called the capitol and fought with them. We won to a degree. You're still in the Hunger Games but we'll be your trainers.Dria you will not die in that horrible arena. Come on. Lets get you some sleep."He says leading me to their home in Victors Village.

If I live then I will kill President Paylor.But this will probably be the last time I see District 12.

A/N: So that's the first chapter.I have 11 spots for guys and 8 spots for girls, so if you want to be in the story give me your name, age, looks, and district. Oh and I need two comment to post the next chapter. May the odds ever be in your favor.

~Aly