This is basically a series of one-shots about Prim and Rory in District 12 while Katniss is in the Hunger Games. This first chapter will hopefully give you a little insight on how I feel Prim is like. Enjoy and leave comments/ suggestions below! :)

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Nope, still don't own the Hunger Games.

Pretty as a Primrose

Chapter 1

The Reaping

I watch as our comically-dressed escort daintily picks a name from the Reaping Bowl. She opens it, takes a deep breath, and announces who the female tribute is.

I'm not prepared for what she says.

"Primrose Everdeen,"

My breathing slows. It's like the world's stopped. My vision blurs, the only thing I can focus on is the stage. And how I am slowly, robotically, unwillingly walking towards it. I can feel my already blurry vision clouding up with tears.

Suddenly, I hear a scream. One that I know too well.

"PRIM! PRIM!"

I turn around, half-way to the stage. Katniss is screaming my name over and over as the Peacekeepers try to quiet her down and usher her to the back of the crowd.

"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!"

It takes me a moment to process what's going on. But when I realize that she's walked past me and is headed to the stage, I lose it.

I'm running towards her only to be scooped up by a pair of strong arms which carry me away from the stage, to my mother.

"Let go!" I cry, kicking and pounding Gale as he carries me away from my sister. It seems so childish but it's the only thing I can think to do. The thought that I'm hurting him crosses my mind, but I'm too upset, mad, and confused to care.

Gale gently sets me down next to my mother who's eyes are welling up with tears. She pulls me in front of her and rests her hands on my shoulders. Maybe it's for comfort. Maybe it's because she doesn't want me to run.

As I turn to the stage that's when I realize all of District 12 is waiting for me to calm down so that Effie Trinket can announce the boy's name.

I don't want to calm down but I force myself to just stare at Katniss. Which just makes tears stream down my face yet again.

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When I see her in the Justice Building I feel a flurry of emotions. Among them though, there's one that stands out.

Jealousy.

I feel horrible. My sister is risking her life to save mine. She is willing to die if it means protecting me for another year. So why am I jealous? Because never in a million years would I be brave enough to do that. I admire my sister so much, and it kills me that we're polar opposites. Not that different I suppose, but where it counts, very.

If Katniss was Reaped I would never be able to volunteer. She's so selfless. She never once thought twice about becoming the "man" of the family after our father died. She never complained.

I shake these thoughts from my head and look at Katniss. She's staring into my mother's eyes while telling her strictly that she can't tune out the world again like she did after our dad died.

Visions fly through my head. Tridents, spears, knives, even poisoned darts come to mind as I picture how the life of my beautiful sister could end. The thought of a pool of blood forming around her cold body is too much for me to bear.

I break down and sob as I hug Katniss tightly, telling her I love her and to be safe and whatever else I can spew out while (whilst? Not sure sorry) pouring my eyes out.

"Don't cry little duck. I love you too," she says, smiling and crying at the same time.

Mom sits next to Katniss and cautiously hugs her. Katniss responds by throwing an arm around her as well.

Here we sat. All 3 Everdeen women sobbing on the soft couch of the Justice Building. What a sight.

It's over all too soon. The Peacekeeper looks at us for a moment with pity, but then his face hardens as he tells us it's time to go. I can't leave Katniss. I can't. The Peacekeeper tries to lift me off of Katniss but fails. I'm holding on too tight.

As the Peacekeeper is about to call for backup Katniss says "Go home, Prim. And I'll be there before you know it. I love you Prim and I couldn't have asked for a better sister. Please stay strong for me and mom. And don't forget to tuck your tail in, little duck," she says with a sad smile as she squeezes me tightly and plants a kiss on my forehead.

The Peacekeeper ushers me out but I keep turning back to watch Katniss. She's looking out the window. As I'm about to turn the corner I realize I should've been the one saying to things to her. About how she's been such a great sister to me.

But it's too late now, and as I turn the corner I see Gale heading into the room accompanied by another Peacekeeper.

After we get outside I take a deep breath and run. As fast as I can towards our house. I find myself ignoring my mother's calls from behind me. I'm not a very fast runner so by the time I read halfway my side hurts unbelievably badly and it's all I can do to not cry even more than I already am.

As I reach the house that once held two other people I sit down on the steps and cry. I'd go inside, but it doesn't feel right going inside without Katniss.

I put my head in my hands. A lack of numbness, per say, has taken over and blanks out my mind. As a result, it forces me to think of what would happen if Katniss...never came home.

That makes me cry harder. So I just sit there, crying with my entire body shaking by the force of my tears.

I hear the creaking of the steps as someone sits next to me. They sit there for a moment, as if unsure what to do.

Suddenly, they wrap their arms around me and hug me. I find myself hugging them back.

Who could it be? My eyes are so cloudy I can't see a thing. Could it be mom? Gale was at the Justice Building and mom was on the way back. It would definitely take her atleast 10 minutes to get here.

So the only people it could be would be anyone in Gale's family.

So I pull back from the warm embrace and stare into the dark gray eyes of...

CLIFFIE! Haha don't hate me :* first Hunger Games story, I hope you like it! Please leave comments and suggestions in the review box below. I'm hoping for at least one review! :)

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