District 4 male tribute (ShadowBenderDrake)

Name: Kaleb Smith

Age: 17

District: 4 fishing

Family: one 13 year old brother and a 6 year old sister (parents died in a fishing accident 3 years ago)

Weapon of choice: dual short swords and gloves with pointed spikes on the knuckles.

Romance: likes the girl from across the street.

Appearance: 6' 4" a dark even tan, dirty blonde hair that covers his eyes, very slim but very fit (the kind of person that's deadly if underestimated), a very rigid-angular face, green-gray eyes (like dust covered emeralds)

Intro: Is it really reaping day already? I suppose it is... Well it's time to get up and get dressed... Emilia is not going to want to get up. And lord knows how big of an ass Matthew can be on reaping day.

I rolled out of bed and looked in my closet. There hung dads old suit. It was a bit big on me because he was rather large from over indulging on fish and bread. I didn't have enough money to to have it re sized, Hell, I barely had enough money to feed Matt and Emy. We were all rather thin, but not weak. Emy was stronger than most 6 year-olds. She loved coming fishing with me from time to time, but the biggest thing she did was help carry wood to the house after Matt had chopped it into wedges. I always made sure we where not malnourished, but hungry was a different story. Our neighbors were helping us out a bit until they were killed by peacekeepers because there son was in some small stupid underground planning to cause a rebellion during the reaping. Matt was talking about it a couple of days ago because he heard about it in school. He also said that the kids that were talking about it were expelled the next day. Whether or not it will happen, I could care less. I just made it clear that if it does happen, we will NOT participate.

I went out of my room into the kitchen to find Emy sitting at the table with her head down on her arms asleep. She never sleeps the night before the reaping. She may be young, but she knows what the reaping is, and that it is a bad thing. We lost a sister to them after all. I got out her homemade cereal bowl and made her some scrambled eggs with some veggies that were left over from last nights stew. I gently woke her up and gave her the food, which she was very grateful for. Matt came out from his room and got some stew from the pantry and threw it on the wood stove. I grabbed myself some bread and cheese with some tomatoes and smoked fish. "Hey Matt, go put on your dress shirt and a clean pair of shorts." I told him. "Screw you. I'm not dressing up fir this shit. I mean, seriously, why the Hell would I dress up for a stupid collection of kids to go and kill each other?" "Hey, watch your mouth around Emilia! I don't care about at school or wherever else but not around her!" I half-yelled. "Stop fighting brovers," Piped up Emy. "I'm sorry Emy," We both replied at the same time. "Its ok, just be nice to each other, okay?" She said sweetly. "Yes ma'am," we replied again, with smiles on our faces.

After the ordeal was over I help Emy get her dress on and Matt came out of his room with his clothes on finally. We headed out to the town square and waited for the escort to pull out the name. The female tribute was called out and then someone volunteered as perusal and then the escort called out the male tribute. "Kaleb Smith." Meh... Someone will volunteer for me... "I VOL-" wait, why did he stop... Come on...Someone. I knew at that moment I was going in.

I was waiting in the room for my family to come to see me. Emy came in first followed by Matt. Emy ran up to me and hugged me. I looked up at Matt, "Take good care of her. I swear if you don't and I make it back-" " I know, and I will. Also, you better make it back here otherwise I will bring you back to life and kick your sorry ass." Matt challenged. I grinned and looked back at Emy. "Be good. Ok. Just be as good as you can be." I said. "Ok. I will be. Be safe." She replied softly. "Yes ma'am." I replied in a low, sorry whisper. The peacekeepers came in and told them time was up and escorted them out. And I sat there and waited to be taken to the train.