Willow pov

i wake up to the sound of my alarm, I can't believe I'm 16 and have a job, to be a teenager is about being free and be moody.

"Willow hurry up you are going to be late again" I here by gather shout up the stairs.

i run downstairs in my orange silk dressing gown and my green fluffy slippers. Yes I know it doesn't match they are my favourite colours people say I got the colours from my parents. My father loved orange but not any orange the orange the sky looked when the sun was setting. My Mother loved green, green like the meadows behind the victors village.

I look around the room trying to find something to eat on the go, my brother,Rye, sees my frustration and hands me an apple I smile at him and tank him and start heading towards the door.

"Willow" my mother stops me at the door and looks at me like I should know what the problem is.

"what!" I sort of yell, my mother looks up and down my and continues to fold the laundry .

"Oooohhhhh, thanks" I say as I realise that I haven't changed out of my sleep clothes, I sprint back up stairs with my apple get changed in to some skinny jean and a white vest top and he's out the door this time fully prepared.

When I get to the train station I grab a leaflet with all the times on it and the stops it takes. I stop my figure suddenly at district 4.

I work at district four, I help Annie and their son with the boats coming in. Annie's husband, Finnik, died during the rebellion. Their son, Robbie, is a few years older than me but I have known him all my life and he is one of my best friends.

I here the train stop and I put the leaflet away and get ready to get on.

It all of a sudden gets very busy and I'm pushing my way through the crowd of people trying to get on the train before I miss it.

I finally get on the train and the carriage I'm on isn't that busy there is enough seats so I sit down.

Its been about an hour now and I'm only a district 7, more people get on this time and I stand up so people can sit down. I saw this man walk on and he reminds me of someone from behind, the man turns around and I can't believe my eyes I haven't seen this man in years.

" Grandpa haymitch!" I yell

authors note

hey it might a bit short I don't know u guys tell me, I'm in the mood to write lots so there might be another chapter coming soon, hope you guys enjoyed as much as I enjoyed writing it