A/N: Heyy just a short taster, please review and tell me what you think :) xox

The announcement:

Today's the day. I braid my hair down my back in its normal style and try to see me through the fake smile in the mirror. This is my first year as a mentor and I don't know what to feel, I know that Peter is feeling the same way, it's his first year too.

We both won the Games last year through a (not so smart) idea of mine, which has followed me every day since. Now I have to be very careful about what I say and do. If I make one mistake my family will pay for it. I love my mum- even if I don't fully trust her just yet- but I love my little sister more than anyone in the world. I will do anything to protect her, even volunteer when she got picked for the games.

This year it's the quarter quell which means something horrible will happen to make the already unbearable games even worse. It comes every 25 years and there has never been one in my life before now.

Today is the 50th anniversary and a special announcement will be made in the town square at 2 o'clock, the mayor will read out the letter sent from Snow himself to announce what this quells horrors would be. This happens 12 days before the reaping, one day for each district. It is mandatory, except if you are badly injured or on your death bed, so as usual quite a few people will be missing it.

After I am happy with how I look, I walk down the stairs and throw myself into one of the kitchen chairs helping myself to cereal. My little sister, Prim, comes down two minutes later and walks over to give me a hug. I hold her, knowing that I am safe when she isn't, I can't volunteer for her this year if she is chosen, and the thought makes me shiver. I am safe and she isn't, and I can't protect her if something goes wrong and some cruel twist of fate choses her again. I hate being this useless.

Eventually, I leave Prim and my mother doing the dishes and step outside into the warm summer breeze. I see Peter come out of his house and walk over to him. We don't need any words, he laces his fingers through mine and we start to walk towards the square. I still don't know what I feel for Peter, but I know he's my good friend and I know he is one of the few people that I trust.

We take our seats on the stage and watch the crowd fill up, splitting into the two sections of the girls and the boys. I see Prim standing by herself and want to run over to her, to envelope her in a hug that would protect her from the darkness and the sad, sick, twisted people who like to kill children for their own entertainment. Rage boils up inside me until Peter squeezes my hand and I relax. I look out over the boys section and see Gale standing there; he looks at me and gives a little nod, showing me that he's ok. This is his last year. God please just let him survive, don't pick him. I pray for Gale and Prim the whole way through the mayor's speech, realising half way through that Haymich decides to join us, drunk as usual but, well, at least he's here, but I stop thinking when the Mayor takes out a golden card, hiding what this year will bring.

I see him take out a slip of paper from the envelope and he is moving so slowly I just want to run and snatch the thing off him, but I stay where I am sitting. He takes a deep breath and, looking pale reads, "The 2nd quarter quell will double the number of children sent into the arena..." I stop breathing, everything around me slows down, I vaguely hear people gasping and sobbing until we all realise the mayor has more to say, "Two of these children, one boy and one girl, will be from the district, and the other two, one boy and one girl…" he has to stammer out the last words, "will be from the victors village."

My heart stops.

One boy.

Haymich or Peter?

One girl.

Me.