"And the female tribute from district five is..." she prolonged the wait by seconds and I though some of us might pass out from holding our breath. "Kail Lacwick." Rung out across the square. My stomach dropped as I numbly stepped out of line and was lead to the stage by peacekeepers. "Any volunteers?" Her voice was followed by clear silence. I had no sisters who could, but most likely wouldn't, step up for me. "Okay then, on to the boys." I wished I could be in my bed and wake up finding this all a nightmare, but it wasn't. This was really happening. She fished inside the bowl to pull out a simple slip of paper. At the podium she opened it. "And the male tribute is..." I sucked in a breath, "Derik Lacwick." I knew that name instantly. It was my brother. [[ I created most of the characters and the plot (sorta) but the whole main idea is Suzanne Collins. All rights belong to me and of course Collins ]]