The title says it all! Happy Hunger games, and may the odds be EVER in your favor!

Holly looked up at the stage. Oh. Crap. she thought, as the peacekeepers shoved her onto the stage. Our escort walked over to te boys bowl and picked out a slip of paper, read off a name that I didn't recognize, and before I could blink we were in the train car. No one cares enough about me to say goodbye, so we just left. Well thank goodness I'm out of District 6! She thought.

That was just the reaping, since the actual games are gonna be short i decided to include stuff like that/ I will finish later! Thanks!