"Grandpa, who is Katniss Everdeen? We just learned about the rebellion in history and my teacher said you know her? Who is she? She was going to talk to us, but when she walked in and saw our teacher she just cried a lot…"

"Katniss Everdeen? I remember her perfectly. I bet she doesn't even know I'm alive anymore.."

"How come?"

"Well, back before the rebellion the capitol beat me. She looked at me like it was the last time she'd ever see me. And little did I know it was."

"But how do you know her."

"Well, do you know what the…", he paused barley being able to say it, "the Hunger Games are?"

"Yeah, my teacher told us about those last month because it would've been the 120th games. He said that his dad was in them and he died because of the capitol, he knew Katniss too."

"What's his father's name?"

"He said his daddy's name was Finnick. He never got to meet him, but he said he always watches over him from the waters though. It's kind of weird.."

"Finnick Odair. District 4. That's why The Girl on… I mean Katniss was crying"

"Ok, and yeah that's him. But grandpa who is Katniss Everdeen?"

"Katniss Everdeen's little sister, only 12 years old, was reaped for the 74th Hunger Games. Katniss volunteered for little Prim, and was the first volunteer from District 12. She fought against the Capitol. She was called the Mockingjay…"

"I thought there was only 11 Districts?"

"There were 13, but the capitol destroyed them. District 13 was the cause of the Hunger Games, and District 12 was destroyed during the rebellion."

"Mr. Odair never told us that, but how do you know Katniss?"

"Well, I met her before the games. I was her stylist."

"What's a stylist?"

"I just did her hair and make-up and got her in her clothes for it."

"Is that all?"

"No, I made her wedding dress, her interview dress, I made her a part of who she was."

"The Mockingbird?"

"The Mockingjay, you mean. No, I made her the Girl on Fire."

"What? Did you light her on fire?"

"Twice."

"Ok and how.."

"You know that's enough questions for today, and besides I think mamaw Portia has lunch ready."

"Ok.." The young boy sighed as he started walking.

"But wait, if she comes in school tell her I'd do anything to see her twirl one last time."

"Huh?"

"Just do it, for me"