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I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I tell myself how focused I'm going to need to be for the next few weeks. How some of my realest fears are about to be awaken, I'm going to dread the next few weeks. I open my eyes just in time to see Cinna watching me. I can tell he has forced a smile, its only natural that he would try to keep me thinking positive. I press my fingers lightly against the class. I mouth the works thank you because I knew he can't hear me.

All of the sudden the metal plate begins to rise slowly. I tell myself to breath. I feel as if the walls will close in on me just before I see light and the class cylinder around me begins to slide down. I take in my surroundings. The first thing I notice is the cornucopia straight ahead of me shinning in all its glory, about 30 yards away. Tons of things surround it, weapons, food, bags, and things I don't even recognize. I glace around, thick woods surround me. As far as I can see that's all it is. I also make note of who is standing around me.

The boy from district 8 is to my right and to my left is a girl from district 3. I spot Peeta three tributes to my right. I notice he's already starring at me. For how long, I have no idea. He nods his head to the woods. But I know there is know why I will be able to survive out there without a weapon or even any supplies to begin with.

I suppose what I was thinking was written all over my face because Peeta begins to glare at me. I mentally shake myself. I need to focus at the task at hand. To stay alive. I force myself to get ready to run to the golden horn. I know I'm not the strongest or well prepared but I'm actually quite fast and when its time to do the running as bolt as fast as I can. Pushing myself harder than I ever have, forcing my legs to press forward. I scan the weapons so a bow. It doesn't take me long to find it and im there extending my hand before I know it.

I know other tributes are right behind me but I force myself to keep running when I see a knife wiz right has my head. "Katniss!" Peeta yells my name. I instantly react. Stringing my bow turning around for just a moment, but a moment is all I need. I pull back the string and release the arrow as it goes straight into the girl who attempted to throw a knife into my head.

I can hear the other tributes fighting. I hear the clash of metal against metal. I even hear one of the younger tributes scream out. But is silenced by an axe to the middle of her back. I feel a pang of sorrow for the girl. I would have sent an arrow right at the person how threw that axe at her if it wasn't for Peeta grabbing me and starting to drag me into the woods. "Run!" He yells at me. "We need to go. Katniss, run!" And suddenly I am off again. Running at top speed with Peeta right beside me.

I'm running nearly as fast into the woods as I was on the plain field. Peeta on the other hand isn't quite used to running with branches and rocks and other things catching his feet as I am. I slow down to keep pace with him. I quickly scan the area to make sure no one has followed us. From what I can tell Peeta and I are save for me.

All the sudden my exhaustion hits me like a brick wall. I've nearly sweated through my clothes and my forehead is damp with sweat. I almost start to walk right away. Peeta and I are both panting. I stop to lean against a tree when I look over at Peeta and notice he had the smarts to grab a backpack. I nod at it.

"What's in there?" I ask. Peeta shrugs and empties the contense onto the floor of the woods. A bottle that appears empty cause of the weight, a sleeping bag, matches, some rope, and a small container that holds several pieces of jerky. "We need water." I say.

Peeta nods in agreement. Clearly still catching up from all the running. "The question is; where do we find it?" I glace around. There has to be a stream or source of water somewhere around here. Im in full Game mode when I look at Peeta, who looks like he could break down right now. I stare at him confused and take a step toward him. I place my hand on his arm.

"Everything is going to be ok." Peeta looks at me. I almost feel bad about running into the chaos for my bow. But I needed it, we needed it. Peeta shakes his head.

"It came so close." He trails off. Now I know what he is talking about. I wrap my arms around him and he embraces me.

"I know. It's ok, Peeta. I'm ok." I say to him. "I'm not going to let it happen again." I break away from our embrace and I kiss him on the lips and he responds. Just as we break away the cannon goes off.