User blog:Zoomer3539/What If...Katniss and ????? Were Reaped For The 76th Hunger Games?

I walked alone, to the reaping of the 76th Hunger Games. Everything before was just a hazy blur. My mother was back at the house, doing late chores. I was glad that she wouldn't be here, because I was about to do something very stupid.

Effie walked up to the mic and two men put down the bowls of names. Effie was wearing a dress that represented paints, golden flowing hair, a pink ballgown dress with paint splatters on it, and to top it off, a dried paintbrush in her hair. "Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor." I mouthed out every word she said in my head. I took a deep breath. Effie reached her hand into the female bowl. I was thinking, ''I wouldn't get picked. The minority of possible tributes are 18. But...I was the Mockingjay. I am the Mockingjay. I need to show people that I care. ''After that, my mind went blank. Effie pulled out the name and read, "Velvet Greenlaw."

Many gasps were heard, and older siblings clapped their hands over littler children, because I've heard that Velvet was bad news. She is a 15-year-old who once tried to break into the Capitol, and somehow survived. She also distorted the story by telling everyone that she killed one or two Peacekeepers. This made her a target. And now was her time...or was it? I didn't know who she was, but I am still the Mockingjay. Velvet doesn't deserve this...

My face turns pale as I scream, "I volunteer as tribute!" Effie's eyes widened as more people gasped and removed their cold hands from children's ears. I walk up slowly, but in front of Velvet. Velvet places her hand on my shoulder. I can only make out, "Thank you." Then she walks off. I start off to Effie. Effie says a little prayer in her head for me. I can tell, because she closes her painted eyelashes and cups her hands into a prayer. Then, for the first time ever, Effie lets me pick the male tribute from District 13. I reach my hand into the bowl and pick out a name. As I open it, I tear up, and the name is stained with my tears. The last name was toast, but I could read the first name. Although I never got to read it, Effie takes it from me, and recognizes the name. There was only one person in District 13 with this first name. "Ivo Portshore."

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