I walk into the reaping, with prim clutching my hand and my head resting on Gale's shoulder. I know Prim won't get reaped. I only let her put her name in there one time, and I took all the teresa. (Is that how you spell it?) I have 24, and Gale has 42. The odds are DEFINITLY not in our favor. I know I should not be so sour, because there are definitly other people that are more likely to get picked. District 11 is not doing the best, for the past four years, they have had a twelve to fourteen year old go in. I know that if I get picked, I will probobly not make it out alive. although when we are in the justice building she does not need to know that. If I get picked I mean. Before I know it we are at the town square and are in line for the blood testings. I notice once Prim see's the needles, she almost tries to bolt, but I grab her arm so she won't. "It doesn't hurt much little duck, I promise."

She whimpers and Gale laughs. I hit him in the arm joking. He laughs again. The lady pricks our fingers, and then gives us an sad smile. She wishes us good luck. I walk over to the section of sixteen year olds, Prim to the twelve year olds, and Gale to the eighteen year olds. Effie Trinket, District 12's bubbly escort, walks over to the stage beaming all the way obviouly excited. "Well isn't it an exciting hunger games!" She says in such a bright and loud voice I am suprised I don't go deaf.

"As always, ladies first." She says in a less but still super excited voice.

She digs her freshly manicured nails into the bowl full of names of District 12 girls from the agse 12 to 18. She finnaly decides on one and calls out a name that chills me to the bone. "Primrose Everdeen"

I run out of my section as I see peacekeepers trying to get to me and stop me. A peacekeeper grabs me, and to my suprise is very strong. Prim won't last out there. I need to do something! So I yell out six words I never thought I would before. "I volenteer! I volenteer as tribute!"

The peacekeepers finnaly let go and I run up to Prim. She latches on to my leg sobbing her little eyes out. "No Katniss! No! You can't go! Please don't leave me!"

I try to make her let go of me but she is just holding on too tight and I can't hurt her like that right now. Luckily, Gale comes up to the rescue. "Prim go find mom. Go find mom and I promise I will be okay."

She screams louder. Gale has a extremely sad look on his face and he has tears in his eyes. "Up you go Catnip." He says in a trembeling voice.

I walk my way up to the stage with Prim screaming for me all the way. Hazelle and mom are in tears and everyone just looks awe struck. Then, out of no where, Effie Trinket lets out an excited squeal. I hate her right at this moment. How can she be so happy when everyone else is just so sad? The capitol makes me sick to my stomach sometimes. "What was your name dear?" She asks.

"Katniss Everdeen" I say in a small, shakey voice.

"Well I'll bet my hats that was your sister. Can't let her have all the glory now can we?" She says in a way that makes me hate her even more.

I glare at her and she shrinks back under my harsh look. At this point I honestly don't care. "Now for the boys." She says with a gulp.

She says a name I love so much and he doesn't even know it. I love him, almost as much as I love Prim. "Gale Hawthrone"