before i start i own none of this characters or the story line the hunger games and the characters belong to suzanne collins! i know this is quite different from the original story because i edited it a little enjoy!
I woke with a start. Only to realise today was the day of my first reaping, I looked over at my elder sister katniss. My name is only in there once but the fear of getting chosen kept me up. I know Katniss has more chance of getting chosen, but she's not worried so why should I be?
"Good morning prim how are you feeling about your first reaping?
"Nervous" As got out of bed a hungry buttercup came and sat at my feet eagerly waiting for his breakfast. But Katniss kicked him to the side with her feet.
"We don't have time today" Katniss said harshly. Buttercup just hissed at her and walked off.
The wooden floor was cold under my bare feet.
"Katniss what happens if I get chosen?"
"Prim listens to me, stop worrying you won't get chosen"
"But what if I do, then what?". Katniss sighs and grabs my silver hair brush.
"Come on I'll brush your hair." I said down on the cold floor in front on Katniss. She began to gently drag the soft brush though my tangled hair.
"Katniss, can you plait my hair?" so katniss begins to separate my hair into two sections and began to plait each side.
"Come on get dressed prim." I pulled on my outfit; it used to be katniss's old reaping outfit it was a bit big. The back of the shirt stuck out, like a duck tail.
"Okay prim, go wake up mother whilst I'll go get ready." I silently slipped into mother's room, and started to draw the curtains.
"Good morning prim" mother said sleepily, holding out her arms.
I snuggled into mother's arms as she griped me tightly. That's when the tears start.
"Mother I don't want katniss to get chosen"
"Prim she won't get chosen I promise"
"You can't promise that." Mother fell silent, she knows that. Just then Katniss appears in the door way.
"Time to go" a hint of worry in her voice, and sacredness in her eyes, maybe not for herself but for me.
I slid my hand into katniss's as we walked down the crowded street filled with other people living in the stream. We crowded into the square and a lady named Effie trinket in her big pink wig, who droned on about the history of panem. She plunged her pale hands into the big glass bowl I wasn't really paying attention knowing Katniss won't get chosen.
"Primrose everdeen." What! Katniss looked at me though her tears.
"Prim!" shouted Katniss as the game makers grabbed my shoulders and walked me to the big stage.
Effie once again dug her hands into the other glass bowl and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Peeta mellark" a small blonde boy about katniss's ago was walked to the big stage by the game makers. He looked at me fear in his eyes, Tears in my bet we looked like winners.
Grabbing my and peeta's hand and raising them high in the air, I had to stand on tiptoes.
" district 12 hunger games tributes Mr Peeta Mellark and miss Primrose Everdeen.