Hey, I'm Rue Mellark. Child of Katniss and Peeta Mellark, blah, blah, blah. Well, Snow's granddaughter got elected president and is bringing back the Hunger Games. And guess who was chosen? ME! Sucks, right? Well, instead of blabbing about how angry I am at President Cora (There'll be a chapter for that later), I'll tell you about being chosen and the games.
I walked out the door of my parents' house in the Victors' Village. The ground was white with snow. I looked around and saw children playing in the streets, men heading to the mines, people shopping in the hob. The rebels had made District 12 anew after the revolution. I was going to Calliope's house. She is my best friend, the daughter of two survivors from 12. I finally got to her house and knocked on the door. Calliope opened the door. "Rue! I just heard there's mandatory veiwing tonight."
"I wonder what it is."
"Same here. Well, you want to go to the lake or something?"
"Sure!" We walked out the door and to the woods. We walked a while until we got to a small lake in a clearing. I started wading into the water, the mud squishing between my toes. I spotted a clump of katniss roots on the other side of the lake and swam over to them. I layed out my scarf on the bank and gathered the roots. I layed them on the scarf and swam to the middle of the lake. I dove under the water and flipped my long brown hair behind my head.