District 8 Reaping [Annie, Abay, Robin (open)]

Olivia Ryan stepped forward in her too-high heels. She didn't bother wasting any time. "Happy Hunger Games!" she trilled, and although it had been silent before, it was even more so now. Back in the older Reapings, before they'd begun anew, children were afraid. Now they all looked bored and unsatisfied.

The children--or rather, the people from ages 12 until 19, all stood in neat lines, with a large velvet rope keeping the boys and girls seperated with a walkway between the two. Each looked at Olivia, some with confidence, others with fear, and most with absolute and complete boredom.

"And may the odds....be ever in your favor." she cooed with a smile, flashing bright pink teeth at the crowd. "Ladies first!" she then declared, reaching the bowl and yanking out a name that stuck out in the center. She went back to the microphone then, opened the slip, and crowed, "Annie Teslock!"

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Annie froze, then looked around for Abay. This was it. Her name had been called. She took a moment to breathe, then moved one foot after the other. Right. Left. Right. Left.

She eventually reached the stage and took the steps to stand next to the District 8 escort, Olivia. The cameras shoved in her face made her feel uncomfortable, and she began softly singing under her breath to calm herself down.

Please, don't pick Abay, please, don't pick Abay, she silently prayed. It was bad enough if she was going to die in this thing. She didn't need him gone too. She wasn't counting on winning, unless they had shovels she could use. Olivia was smiling at her and she continued softly singing under her breathe, trying to stop herself from crying. All she wanted to do was go dig a nice big hole and bury herself in it.

Annie never, in her life, thought she would be picked for the Hunger Games.

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