The Story of Us
"Katniss! Katniss! Your back!" Prim giggles.
"Of course little duck" I smile.
"Mom! We're home!" I yell.
Me and my dad had just come back from hunting.
"It's got a good pelt" My mother says inspecting it.
"We'll have a real feast with all that you brought tonight!" Prim beams
I smile, but it falters. Today's the reaping.
My mom clears her throat.
"Katniss, your bath is ready, I'll go get your clothes from the back" my mother says. I nod.
As I take my bath I think about the reaping, about the Capitol and how unfair it is. They're forcing 24 kids to fight to the death and only one can come home.
I finish my bath and find my reaping clothes sprawled on the bed. I get dressed and head out. Prim looks beautiful and so innocent in her pale pink dress and shoes with her hair in pigtails with small pink ribbons at the bottom tying them together. I smile at her. I love her with all my heart.
"Katniss you look beautiful!" Prim says. I blush.
I'm wearing a soft blue-green dress with matching shoes. My hair is in a fishtail braid.
"But something's missing" Prim says. I get confused. She takes out a a Primrose flower and points to a chair. I sit. She gets on her tip toes and puts the flower in my hair.
"Perfect" she says smiling. I smile back.
"You girls ready?" My dad asks poking his head in. He smileAna's he sees us an gets a glint in his grey eyes.
"Yeah" I smile nervously. We head towards the square.
"It's going to be ok" he hugs us both and walks into the crowd with mother.
"Next" a lady calls. I step up and gg ice her my hand. She pokes a needle into my finger and puts on a piece of paper. I am led over to the 16-year-old section and wait. A couple of minutes later, Effie walks she trots her way to the microphone and begins.
"Welcome! Welcome! It is time to select the lucky boy and girl that will have the honor of representing District 12 in the 74t Hunger Games! As usual, ladies first!" She trots her way to the bowl and picks up a white slip of paper that contains the name of the "lucky" girl thtat will have the "honor" of representing our district.
"Primrose Everdeen!" Effie announces.
What I do next feels like a reflex.
"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" I yell.
Everyone is quiet as I walk up the stage.
"What's your name?" Effie asks.
"Katniss Everedeen" I say proudly.
"We'll give a round of applause for our very first volunteer, Katniss Everdeen!" Effie says.
Nobody claps, they kiss their three middle fingers and hold it toward me. This means, thanks, it means admiration, it means goodbye to someone you love. But they shouldn't be saying goodbye, because I'm coming back, I plan on it.