I was born ready

"In honor of The Hunger Games book series.... We here at Martin middle school will host our own version of the Hunger Games."
The entire auditorium gasped, but me? Yea right. I love death. I cheered and I got some strange looks but whatever.
The principal continued, "Each of you must come to school tomorrow prepared in whatever way you see fit to have with you in the case you were called. May the odds be ever in your favor. Dismissed."

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"In honor of The Hunger Games book series.... We here at Martin middle school will host our own version of the Hunger Games." The entire auditorium gasped, but me? Yea right. I love death. I cheered and I got some strange looks but whatever. The principal continued, "Each of you must come to school tomorrow prepared in whatever way you see fit to have with you in the case you were called. May the odds be ever in your favor. Dismissed."   

I ran home. If I'm picked I'll be the happiest person in the world. I grabbed two black backpacks from my closet. I'll wear my normal outfit; it'll be perfect if I get picked. I want my knee high combat boots though. I'll just wear them. I read the paper they had handed out with the restrictions on it. Follow dress code. Check. No rigging the game. Check. I think. Here we go. Any and all weapons are allowed as long as you can carry them without a bag because bags will not be permitted. You will be called tomorrow and the games also start tomorrow. Food and water will be provided. Well hey at least I don't have to worry about dying from dehydration or starvation. 

I throw my calf sheaths for my daggers in a bag and thigh gun holders in too. Next the amo, two handguns, and my daggers. I grab a woodcarving knife just in case. Instead of using my other backpack I get a rifle bag. I take the rifle out and put my bow and quiver of arrows in it and zip it up. Alright I'm ready to go.

The door slams downstairs and I know my parents are home. I fly down the steps, jumping the last four. "Hi Mom, Hi Dad. Get any good loot today?"

See my parents are thieves. We're rich because of it.

"We robbed Justin Timberlake today...got a million bucks." Mom explained.

"Well there certainly won't be any news on that," I exclaim sarcastically. 

Mom laughs and asks about my day. I tell her everything about the makeshift hunger games and how i hope to get picked. She sends me off to bed, trying to say I need a good night's sleep for if I get picked.

 

I fall asleep, still thinking about my plan for tomorrow.

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