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Chapter 1:
I wake up from the same usual nightmare. Katniss was sitting out front and I couldn't seem to get to her in time to give her food. She called out to me and I couldn't help her, and she suffered. At least I didn't have my normal Reaping dream about Katniss and one of my brothers fighting to the death. If only we were invincible from the Games like the Capitol children.
I try going back to sleep but of course my mother storms into the room. "Wake up," she screams, as if I'm going deaf. If I don't get up quickly, it will result in a hit over the head with a newspaper. In the corner of my room, my dog named Soupsie lays down attending to her litter of 6 puppies. If they're lucky, they will become pets instead of a meal.
After I throw on a shirt and some jeans, I head to the kitchen where my brothers are fighting over the last piece of thin squirrel meat, which we call 'bacon.' I snatch it out of their hands. "What, I haven't eaten yet, and there are no more burnt cinnamon rolls," I tease. I walk out of the house eating my bacon as I decide to go for a brief walk through the marketplace.
As I walk out of my yard, Gale Hawthorn, Katniss's friend, who I believe is her boyfriend, walks past. I smile and pretend to like him. "Hey Gale, what're you doing here?" He stops walking and turns around. "Oh hey, it's Peeta, right?" he says. I nod politely. "Yeah, just getting me and Katniss some bread for breakfast." He has a squirrel in his hand. "Okay, take care," I mumble, and continue on my walk.
When I get home it's almost time to go. "Get dressed, now!" my mother shouts. I hurry and change into nicer clothes, and we proceed on the short walk to the square. When we get there, they take a short sample of blood and I take my seat. They begin with the speech they do every year about why the Games exist. Then, Effie Trinket gets on the stage to draw the names for the kids to compete in the Games. The Games are an annual sacrifice-like tournament where kids ages 12 to 18 fight to the death, to leave one Victor with riches beyond their wildest beliefs.
Effie continues with drawing the girls names. "Ladies first!" she announces in the annoying Capitol accent. I look over at Katniss for luck, and when the name is drawn, I see the shock on her face before I take in the name. It isn't Katniss. The name that was called was:
Primrose Everdeen.
Thanks very much for reading. Please feel free to review and ask questions if you want to. I'll try to post chapter 2 tomorrow :)