"We could do it, you know" Gale says quietly.
"What?" I ask.
"Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it," says Gale. I don't know how to respond, the idea is all I've ever dreamed of.
"But what about Prim," I ask "and mum and Hazel and..."
"...They could survive," Gale interrupts "Prim has a goat and they could grow a garden."
"Then let's do it" I say, confidently.
Prim
I awoke to find I was in mum's bed; then I remembered, it was the day of the reaping, I'd obviously had a nightmare. My name was only in once, but it still had a chance of coming out. When I went into mine and Katniss' room, I found Katniss gone, probably out hunting. As time passed she didn't return. Eventually me and mum had to get ready and leave without her. It was time to leave mum, I wanted Katniss so I whispered
"Mum, where's Katniss." I didn't get a reply. Standing inline, I remembered what Katniss always said to me and tucked in my little duck's tail. I felt tears welling up in my eyes, I stood there dazed, ignoring the reaping.
"Primrose Everdeen," was all I heard.
"Primrose Everdeen our female tribute." My heart sank to my feet. I moved to the stage as Peeta Mellark was chosen as the male tribute. I was taken to a room and awaited visitors to say goodbye. This was it. I, Primrose Everdeen, was in the hunger games.