District 6 Reapings!

The District escort steps up on stage and smiles with blindingly white teeth. She starts speaking in a high pitched voice, "Welcome everyone to the Reapings! Today one young man and woman will be chosen to participate in the 27th Annual Hunger Games!" She steps up to the big bowls containing the names of every child in the district, from 12 to 18. Her hands hover above the bowls for a second, as if deciding something. "Now then, Ladies first!" she says, and reaches into the bowl filled with girls names...

I miss you
 I miss your smile
 And I still shed a tear
 Every once in a while
 And even though it's different now
 You're still here somehow
 My heart won't let you go
 And I need you to know
 I miss you, sha la la la la
 I miss you

Klark began to tense up. He was wearing a plain, orange striped shirt and cakey pants. His shoes were simple, and he looked nicer than he normally did. Klark looked around, and saw that others were nervous, too.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

Klark's face turned pale. Him? He knew that no one would volunteer for him, simply give him a goodbye look. The ghost-girl from the workshop's name was called, too. It would be weird, fighting beside her...or with her...or maybe even fighting her.

Klark took a deap breath, and walked up onto the platform. As he looked around the croud, he saw his mother and father and...and...
...
Sky?
Was his brother really awake? Klark could see his younger brother's crystal blue eyes, open, but with fear. He must have just woken up. And now he gets to see his older bruther mutilated. Klark thought. His face became even more pale.

(Does Klark need a volunteer?)

~No, he doesn't need one. He's just kind of freaking out because his brother just woke up from a coma and now his brother gets to watch him kill other people/be killed.~

EDIT:This is Klark's good-bye to his family. I didn't want to double-post, so I'm simply editing.


I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

The Peacekeepers took Klark into the Justice Building, and a few minutes later, his mother, father, and brother were there. "Five minutes." The Peacekeeper told him when they came in. The first person that Klark hugged was his mother, who was sobbing. Then his father, who patted him on the shoulder. Klark could tell that his father was trying to keep things together for the sake of his wife and children, but he was obviously having a hard time with it.
Finally, Klark bent down to his brother, who was taking everything in with couriosity. He held his brother tight, and his brother wasn't sure how to react. He was...diffrent. Sky wasn't the same boy any more. Normally, Sky would have hugged his brother back, and tears would have formed in his eyes. But now, Sky stood there exprestionless.
"Hey there, buddy. Have a nice nap?" Klark was trying to make his brother smile. He wanted to see it one last time before he left, but Sky simply looked at him, confused. Klark rubbed his brothers head, his dark brown hair seaped through the space between his fingers. "I'll try to win. For you," He looked up at his parents. "For us." Klark's eyes began to water, but he had to hold it in. He didn't want his family to see him upset.
Peacekeepers came in, and said it was time to leave. He gave one last good-bye to his family, and then they left. And he was alone.