Could one call it excitement? Possibly. It was definitely one of the nicer moments of the games. Everyone was dressed in their best. The children from ages twelve to eighteen were neatly standing in their spots all of them eagerly looking at the bowls that held their names. Despite being one of the more wealthy districts, many in district two had taken the option to put their names in more times so that they might get chosen. Of course, that was if no one volunteered before another. He had his name in 7 times. Lorn Hale stared at the bowl. He could neither say he was excited, nor could he say he was bored. He had tried for eighteen years for this and what was he going to do after he could no longer enter the games? It didn't matter really, he supposed as he shifted his five foot eleven frame a little. his body was muscular but lean. His green eyes surveyed the crowd around him. His dark brown hair waved a little in the wind. Their representative that would draw the names was getting up there now. Lorn shifted again, his gaze going over to where the girls were. Their name would be called first. He hoped that it was someone good.