So, I was rereading The Hunger Games for the like 899066543126896329000765421,000000000000000000 time and I thought 'hmmmm I wonder what prim was feeling at the reaping...' and so I was like: ' what the heck!? *cracks knuckles* I'll make a short fanfic on it!' (plot twist by the way)
Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games, otherwise many of the characters that die would live... and I'd have Josh Hutcherson in my basement...
"Primrose Everdeen." I heard my name ring out throughout the square.
No.
This can't be happening to me. Katniss said if I had the pin, I would be safe; that I only had my name in once so I wont get picked.
She was wrong.
"Primrose Everdeen? Are you here?" The lady in pink scanned the crowds.
People around me started whispering and made way for me to enter the stage.
I had to swallow my fear and face my fate. I slowly made my way across the square. My legs felt like jelly; slowly my knees began to buckle and tears slipped down my cheeks.
I made my way across the stage, shakily breathing. In. Out. In. Out. Calm down, I told myself.
I looked out across the sea of people; searching for Katniss. My eyes locked with hers. 'Help' I mouthed at her but she was in shock.
She stood there numbly staring at me with tears wetting her face. She was too shocked; she couldn't move, she couldn't talk.
This was the end then.
I looked around at the faces I'd never see again and whispered, "goodbye" I kissed my three middle fingers and lifted them to the air.
Slowly everyone else did too.
This was what I wanted to remember: my district; my home.
Any good? Please review! Many thanks ;)