The First Quarter Quell

A Hunger Games group story that Fab4Forever, and I are writing. Hope you guys like it.

Chapter 2

Forced to Choose

What is it like to have to choose which tributes go into the arena? Hard. My mum nor dad chose me or my brother. I still ended up going.
"Madison Kay" I heard the escort call my name. I slowly walked up to the stage. Everyone knew I was a good fighter.
"Micheal Bor" She called next. I watched as a sixteen year old guy that lived down the road climbed on stage.
We shook hands and went inside the Justice Building to leave.

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