1. Reaping Day.

I'm sitting at my piano, playing softly. I wouldn't say we're the richest family in District 12, but my father being the mayor definitely has its plus sides.

Today is reaping day for the 74th Annual Hunger Games, so dad is already out organising everything for the unlucky tributes.

There's a knock at the back door, it must be Katniss. Usually she brings some strawberries for my dad, because he's very fond of them. I open the door to see Katniss and Gale.

Gale Hawthorne: the boy who makes my heart skip beats.

"Pretty dress," he says to me.

I look down at my reaping clothes. I'm wearing a white dress that has a pale pink trim. I shoot Gale a look, I never know with him.

"Well, if I end up going to the Capitol, I want to look nice, don't I?" I smile.

He looks confused, but then he smiles. Whenever Gale comes over with Katniss we have this thing where we banter back and forth.

"You won't be going to the Capitol," he says coolly. He slowly looks me up and down again, his eyes focusing on the small circular pin on my chest.

The look on his face changes, and I already know what he's thinking before he says it.

"What can you have? Five entries? I had six when I was just 12 years old."

"That's not her fault," says Katniss.

"No, it's no one's fault. Just the way it is," says Gale.

I press my lips together and will myself not to cry. I hand some money to Katniss for the strawberries and wish her the best of luck. I watch them walk away before closing the door and going back to my piano.

My fingers find the right notes and the tears start streaming down my cheeks. What a great start to reaping day.