"PEETA!" a voice rang through the arena. A girl's voice. Katniss! Why would she want me? It seemed like she hated me right from the beggining of the games. It's probably the desperation to go home. And we were supposed to be the star-crossed lovers of District 12. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't answer. Cato cut my leg down to the bone. I lay there in the muddy bank, dying. Slowly I drifted into a dreamless sleep.