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3rd Person
Cammie panted as she sprinted through the woods back to what used to be the Gallagher Academy.
"Hey, Cammie!"
"Oh...hi Josh?" she replied, making it sound more like a question.
"Look, I know about you being a spy and everything now."
"Oh...great?"
"Cammie, I was wondering if we could, you know, be together again."
"Josh, that's great and everything, but could we just be friends for now?"
"Is it because you met someone different? Because if that's-"
"NO!" Cammie shouted, then walked away.
Cammie's POV
Greaaat. Josh wanted to be together again. I haven't met anyone else, but I remember coming close to starvation when a boy threw me some bread. He went to my "school" and he seemed really nice. I just didn't want to get back with Josh, because...well, I'm not sure why.
"Hey, kiddo." my mom called.
"Mom! I saw Josh again today. He knows I'm a spy and stuff, so what should i do?"
"I don't know kiddo, but we need to get you dressed up for the reaping tonight!"
"Mom! I know they rigged it so that I'm getting chosen. That's for sure."
"Cammie, get upstairs. I'll get Liz to help with your hair.
I sighed as I trudged upstairs. Liz saw me and smiled while i slipped on a blue-grey dress. It was a really pretty dress, but why dress up for the reaping?
Liz braided my hair and put it in an elaborate up-do, and we all fathered in the central square.
Senator McHenry walked up, because he was downgraded to Mayor of Roseville. There were 12 districts now, and a lot of the states were combined together to create one. The Circle, or the "Capitol" took over all of Canada and half of the US, leaving us Mexico and the other half. Well, at least what used to be that.
"Ladies first." Senator McHenry spoke softly after picking a name out of the glass bowl, his eyes widened, "Elizabeth Sutton. You will be participating in the Spy Games."
I was so worried about me getting picked, that i forgot about Liz. Without thinking, I stepped up and volunteered for her. She wouldn't stand a chance in a game for killing.
"Alright, Cameron Ann Morgan will be representing District 12."
"And now," he reached into the other bowl, "Zachary Goode."
Zachary Goode walked up and shaked his hand.
Later, I was on the train, waiting for someone to say good-bye to me.
Macey walked in and gave me a sad smile. 'Here, Cammie. I was going to give you this before the war, but I didn't have time."
I gasped. It was beautiful. A color-changing chameleon pin. And it had Cameron Morgan written across the bottom.
"Macey, thank you so much!"
"It's for good luck. And I hope you wear it into the arena."
I leaped up and hugged her. "Mace, I'm going to miss you so so so much!"
"Yeah, Cam, I'm sorry that you had to go."
'Time's up!" A shrill voice called in.
Two people walked into the room next.
"Mom? Liz?"
"CAMMIE!" they both cried out.
"Cam," Liz started, "I want to thank you for volunteering for me. Please come back. Please win the games. Please return!"
My mother smiled weakly at me, "Kiddo, I know that The Spy Games will be on TV. I'll try not to cry when I see it."
"Time's up!" the same shrill voice called.
This was good-bye. For Roseville, Gallagher, and all my friends and family. And I was getting ready for the First Annual Spy Games. Oh, joy!
Okay, so I'm going to sort of write this in the same format as The Hunger Games. Was it sort of weird? I'm going to need a beta, so would anyone like to help me?