Hi guys. This is my first Hunger Games fanfic and I hope you like it. :P

"How was your day?" mum asked as I walked through the door. "Well, I got a detention for being late, I had a science test and an ex-soldier from District 2 came to visit," I replied. Rory looked up from his book. "A soldier!"

"Ex-soldier," I corrected. "Yeah, and he needs somewhere to live. We're allowed to volunteer tomorrow-"

"Volunteer volunteer volunteer!" Rory yelled. I looked at mum.

"I don't think we have enough space. And besides, he's from District 2. He'll be used to more spacey accommodations. And of course this,"she gestured to the whole house, "isn't that big."

"Please," Rory begged. "Come on Amy, it'll be so cool. Imagine, a real life soldier, living in our house!" His grey eyes sparkled as he imagined what life would be like if that really happened. "It would be so much fun."

"Maybe for you, but I, being a mature fourteen year old, can not see pleasure in the same thing as a ten year old boy."

"Please? Please please please please please with a cherry on top?" he said, using the voice that always seemed to work. Mum sighed. "Fine," she said as she went to the bakery to see if dad needed help. I knelt next to him. "What are you reading?" I asked, tucking my hair behind my ear. He grinned. "A book on soldiers."

"Yeah, so my mum's not here right now, and neither is my dad. They'll be here soon, so yeah..." The man brushed his hair aside from his eyes as Rory ran over to him. "Coooooooooool!" he exclaimed, looking at the soldier with admiration swimming in his eyes. "Are you a soldier?" Rory asked. The man chuckled. "I used to be."

"I don't care! Oh my God, this is so cool! A soldier is in my house! I'm so happy."

"Hey look, mum's back," I said. The soldier stood up. "Mum, mum! The soldier's here!" Rory yelled happily. I smiled. Mum and dad looked at the soldier. They frowned.

"Gale?"

"Mum, what's going on? Why am I getting all dressed up? Why is Rory in his nice clothes? What's going on?" I asked for the billionth time. Mum didn't say anything. "Mum what's going on? Please tell me!" She sighed.

"Remember what I told you? About a rebellion?" And then she told me about her life, the Hunger Games, everything. I looked behind me. Rory was talking to the soldier, Gale Hawthorne, and it was then I became aware of the sad look in Gale's eyes. "What does all this have to do with what's happening now?" I whispered, watching Rory jump of Gale and follow my dad.

"Welcome to the new replacement of the Hunger Games."

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. As you know, another ten years has passed, and it is time for us to remember the rebellion in which the rebels failed, once again. And as a reminder that the Districts cannot over come the Capital, one boy and one girl, younger than eighteen, must compete in a series of challenges. Now, gentlemen first," the evil Capital woman said, her eyes glinting on her purple skin. "It is... Rory Mellark." My jaw drops, as I watched Rory, who was no longer smiling, slowly walk up to the front. I'm surprised no one volunteered; apparently it was usual if the person was younger than fifteen.

"Now for the girls... Lucy Smith." A four-year-old girl looked at her mother, clearly confused. Her mothers eyes had already started misting up, and I slowly put my hand up.

"I... I volunteer." Everyone looked at me. I pretend that I'm not scared, that I'd give anything up to be someone else. when I walked to the stage. I pretend not to notice mum, dad or Gale, who I don't even know all that well. And while the Capital woman iwas giving a long lecture, I pretended not to notice the mother of the girl who I just saved.

"Amy?" Rory asked as he walked into my room.

"What is it, Rory? I'm trying to sleep." Lie, the events of today wouldn't let me sleep.

"What are the challenges like?"

"Ugh, why would I know? Go back to bed." But he didn't. He sat onto my bed. "Can we go downstairs? I'm thirsty." I groaned and lifted myself out of luxury, walking downstairs with Rory shivering behind me. We were careful not to make noise, and as we got to the kitchen, we stopped dead in our tracks.

"Katniss, what's the matter?"

"Amy volunteered..."

"So what?"

"Remember when we were sixteen? And I volunteered to save Prim? Remember what happened?"

"Look, Katniss, nothing's going to happen. And Amy's fine. The only thing that will make her worry is hearing this conversation, and she's asleep, so that's not going to happen."

"Yeah, you're... you're right. I'm sorry, it's just that they both are in and I can't handle it all."

"And after all, it isn't like we're not going to be there for them."

"Yeah but... only one can survive..."

Well, it's not as long as I wanted. It's also not as good as I wanted but oh well. Remember to review :P