Katniss Everdeen. Peeta Mellark. That's all I hear out on the streets, no more than a fearful glance, maybe a hopeful one on occasion. Whispering all around town. The star-crossed lovers. One of them saved my life more the once. One of them was supposed to be me.

I woke up in the middle of the night, scared. My cat, Buttercup who Katniss thinks is a waste, wakes up and growls low in his throat. I pick him up and carry him over to my mother. I snuggle next to her with Buttercup next to me. I usually don't have nightmares. But I do everyday today. Of course. Today is reaping day.

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I wake up to Katniss singing to herself quietly, coming back in from the woods, probably.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow

A bed of grass, a soft green pillow

Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes

And when again they open, the sun will rise.

Here it's safe, here it's warm

Here the daisies guard you from every harm

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true

Here is the place where I love you.

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away

Cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray

Forget your woes and let your troubles lay

And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.

Here it's safe, here it's warm

Here the daisies guard you from every harm

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true

Here is the place where I love you.

I listen silently. Katniss's voice soothes me. She notices me listening and goes over to me.

"Hello little duck. Ready to get ready?"
"Yes, Katniss." I jump out of bed careful not to disturb my mom or Buttercup. She draws herself and me a bath.

"You go first. I want to have a chat with mom." She averts her gaze and walks out of the room.

I focus on washing myself on trying not to focus on the screaming in the other room. I can tell it's mostly Katniss and not my mother. She almost never yells. I finish up and walk out of the tub and peek my head into the other room. Katniss has her head in her hands and my mother is staring out of a window absentmindedly.

"Uh Katniss?" She jumps out her seat and looks at me with surprise.

"It's your turn for the bath." She nods and heads into the other room. Mother walks towards me and holds out a skirt and blouse. It was the

same thing Katniss wore to her first reaping.

"It's the outfit your sister wore to her first reaping. I figure it's good luck." says my mother voice my thoughts. I nod and slip on the outfit. It's a little baggy, but all in all it's pretty. My mother bends down and straightens my blouse.

"Perfect. That's how you l-"

"You have no right to talk to her. To any of us. You abandoned us when we needed you most." She bent down and straightened my blouse and tucked it in the back.

"Tuck in your tail little duck." I giggle and hug her.

"You look beautiful."

"And nothing like myself." She says with a frown.