PROLOGUE
I couldn't believe my parents were doing this to me, well, really my it's my father's fault, not my mother's.
Let me start from the begining. My father, Jack, was a peacekeeper from The Capitol and he paid off his parent's debts that way. He fell in love with my mother, Eve Stewart, and they had my brother John. He was a love child. 2 1/2 years later, I was born. I was also a love child. After my father finished his peacekeeper term, he decided to stay in District 8 with my mother, to raise John and I. The Capitol was very pissed off about him staying in a district. Then, at the 53rd Hunger Games, when my brother was 12, he ended up being our male tribute from District 8. On the fifth day of the Games, my tenth birthday, he was killed from Tracker Jacker stings.
My father was extremely upset, he knew the Capitol had rigged the reaping to pay him back for staying in 8. So, my father brought me to The Capitol after my mother killed herself because of my brother's death, her last wish being that my father stop me from ending up in The Games. So in 3 days I lost my mother, my brother and my best friend, who was my brother.
So, my father is sending me to a boarding school in the Capitol, so that he can do another peacekeeping term. Why couldn't my father have just killed me to keep me out of the Games, instead of turning me into a Capitol citizen. I guess I hated him for it, this WHOLE thing was his fault.
