Post by Alicia Swather on Jul 23, 2014 23:07:13 GMT -6
Alicia sighed with relief. She had made it through her final year of eligibility for the Hunger Games without her name being drawn. She wouldn't have to worry about the Games any more… well at least not for the next ten years. Her father was standing beyond the fences holding little Rowan. Alicia rarely let him do that, but the Peacekeepers wouldn't allow anyone younger than 12 to enter the area designated for eligible tributes. She caught her father's disappointed glare and quickly looked back toward the stage at Ginger Vasque, the "Martyr" as her father would call it, of District 11.
The ceremony ended and people finally began to file away from the stage when suddenly there was a loud bang. The loudspeaker turned back on.
"Attention please," the escort said in a proper voice. "The selected female is ineligible for the Hunger Games. A new female tribute will be selected."
The escort reached into the glass ball once more and drew another name. "Alicia Swather!"
"No! No! Rowan!!" Alicia cried. It took three peacekeepers to drag her to the stage.
Her father made Rowan's little hand wave goodbye.
The ceremony ended and people finally began to file away from the stage when suddenly there was a loud bang. The loudspeaker turned back on.
"Attention please," the escort said in a proper voice. "The selected female is ineligible for the Hunger Games. A new female tribute will be selected."
The escort reached into the glass ball once more and drew another name. "Alicia Swather!"
"No! No! Rowan!!" Alicia cried. It took three peacekeepers to drag her to the stage.
Her father made Rowan's little hand wave goodbye.
