Heaven Jane's P.o.v

Dear Diary,

Today is my seventeenth birthday.
It's also the day of the reaping.
If I'm not reaped I will be helping the orphanage.
If I am reaped well I will be in the Capitol tomorrow
Either way I will keep you updated on what happens to me.

Signed, Heaven Heron Janes

As I close my journal I decide it's time to get ready for the reaping.
I live alone ever since my mom Emerald got a job as a capitol stylist and dad was shot by a peacekeeper for being late to work.
Life can be really hard sometimes.

The District Three reaping just finished some cute little kid named Cherry Blossom was picked, she seems oblivious to what happened.

As I watch the District Four reaping on my television I notice the girl was a volunteer and the boy seemed petrified.
They don't really stand a chance.

Now it's time to head to the town square if your late your reaped on the spot or executed,

I remember last year little Clementine was a second late and she was reaped.
The reason I remember Clementine is because she's still alive and her sister Clara died in the 99th games.

I walk over to the peacekeeper and I pass over my delicate finger.
A small drop of blood lands on the paper and I head over to the reaping pens.
Gavin is already there with his sister Coral.

"Hey Heaven."Coral Dontelly yelled as she sees me heading to my section.

"Hey Coral!" I yelled back as I stood in my pin.

Tinsel is up on stage and she literally looks like a giant disco ball.

"Let's pick the tributes!"Tinsel yelled skipping all the formal rituals.
She's going to be executed I can tell.

A second after she makes that mistake a male peacekeeper shoots her.
Tinsel collapses instantly.
Her silver outfit now covered in her blood.
How will they pick the tributes?

"Clementine, pick the tributes instead." A peacekeeper shouted at the young District Five mentor.
Clementine stuck her hand in the bowl shaking nervously.
As she took her quivering hand out she unfolded the piece of paper.

"Heaven Janes." Clementine announced.

I walk up the stage quickly avoiding the gazes of the people in the audience.
So far I have the best chance out of all the tributes who have been reaped.

"Now for the male." Clementine announced reaching into the male bowl.

As she unfolds the piece of paper I see a look of sadness cross her little face but she quickly composes herself.

"The male tribute is Gavin Dontelly." Clementine announced.
The crowd gasps as Gavin steps out and heads towards the stage.
He's only young.
But now Coral is alone.

Someone just volunteer for the kid already.
He doesn't stand a chance.
Not at all.

"Someone volunteer for my brother please!" Coral yelled.

The same peacekeeper that shot Tinsel shoots Coral in the head splattering her purple reaping dress in blood.

Nobody else says a word and we are immediately escorted to the train because we don't have anyone to say goodbye to.

All because of the Capitol.