I lie in my sleeping bag, my eyes shut but my mind won't drift. How could it, when I know that girl was lying next to Cato? My Cato. My Cato, who promised he had my back. My Cato, who when my sister volunteered, told me everything would be ok. Back in District 2, we used to practise together. We were a team, with his strength and my aim, we overcame every situation. We decided a few years ago that we'd volunteer together. After my sister had died in the Arena, I wanted to rescue our family name by volunteering. We were going to bring pride for our district, me and Cato.

I am starting to question myself now. About whether I should have volunteered with him. I don't think I could bring myself to kill him if it came to it, in fact I know I couldn't. He's the only bit of my old life I have left now. My sister is dead. My mother is dead. My father may as well be dead, all he does is sit there staring at the television. I wonder if hes watching me now. Whether he's proud of me.

Glimmer. What a stupid name. I bet she had boys falling at her feet when she was in District 1. With her blonde hair and green eyes, it's obvious that she knows how to win someone over. I never thought Cato would fall for it though. She seemed nice enough at training, but she has a terrible aim and she isn't strong at all. I wanted to ditch her and just keep Marvel who has an excellent throw, but Cato was the one who wanted her to stay. After the first night though, her stupid laugh and fake smile were driving me insane and I couldn't help but want to stab her. I was going to kill her while the others were sleeping, but Cato would never have forgiven me.

Faint giggling is coming from the tree which they're lying under. Katniss from District 12 is up there, hiding from us. She probably feels the same as me, as much as I hate her. Her stupid lover Peeta betrayed her, by giving her away. I say that she should choose her allies more carefully next time, but unluckily for her, she will have no next time. She got an 11 in training, probably because she spouted off about how she volunteered for her pathetic sister and tried to win sympathy. She was probably told to get the Capitol rabble on her side, then she'll have sponsors. Ha! You get sponsors by fighting and killing and being ruthless, not playing hero by volunteering. In District 2, if you don't volunteer your considered weak not lucky.

Girly giggling again from the tree roots. The anger in me could fling a knife straight at her throat right now, but I'll save it for later, when I can give the Capitol a real showdown. I stroke my dagger, a cruel smile forming on my lips whilst I imagine the murderous ways to torture her. It will get to a point in the Games where I won't even care anymore. Victors have told me before that everyone goes insane in the Arena, so it won't be long before I get mad enough to kill her and not even think about what Cato feels. Still stroking the dagger I slowly start to fall into a deep sleep.