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Prims POV
"Primrose Everdeen." Effie calls out. My face pales. Oh god. No, no. This must be a mistake. I take small, stiff steps forward.
"No! No! I volunteer. I volunteer as a tribute!" Katniss screams. Damn.
"And what's your name?" Effie asks.
"Katniss, Katniss Everdeen." She says breathlessly. Effie raises a single eyebrow.
"Well I bet my buttons that's your sister." She says. Katniss goes up. No. It should be me up there. No! Se calls a boy named Peeta up. I hardly notice. My sister will die. My sister. The tough one. She brings food, happiness, order. I honestly don't trust my mother. Sad, but true. Soon we are allowed to visit Katniss. Peacekeepers flank us as we walk in. Katniss looks urgent.
"Prim. I love you. I love you." She whispers as I sit down. My mother wraps her arms around Katniss.
"You can't go out again." She says. My mother nods.
"I won't. I was sick." She says. Katnisses expression turns to anger.
"Take the medicine! The have to!" She yells.
"I will!" My mother promises. Katniss nods.
"You will survive. Gale will help." Katniss says, convincing herself. Suddenly a peacekeeper comes in. Katniss hugs us and kisses my cheek. We leave. As I see Gale waiting to visit, I feel a pang in my heart. Oh well. I suppose it's because it reminds me of Katniss. I'll miss her. I really will. At least I'm trying to tell myself that. To be honest, I always felt lost in her shadow. Katniss, the bold, brave, hunter. Prim. The delicate, small, cute one. I want to be beautiful not cute. Cute is a word for toddlers. For a child. Perhaps now it's my time. My time to shine.