Short headcannon of Prim's P.O.V. At the reaping. I don't own anything...yada yada yada! lol
I played with the blouse that was poking out of my shirt. It was big on me along with the skirt I was wearing, but after an hour of my mom messing with them with anything she could find, the skirt and blouse had finally fit me. Well as close as they would anyways. They were hand-me-downs from Katniss. I wouldn't have worn them if it wasn't for the annual reaping for the Hunger Games. But I had dulled in comparision to my sister. Katniss was wearing our mother's beautiful blue dress and shoes. Katniss was breath taking. "You look beautiful." I said, almost whispering to her.
"And nothing like myself." Katniss smiled and hugged me. This year was my first reaping. My name was entered once, but I was worried, mostly about Katniss though. How many times had her name been entered? 40? 50? 60 times? I don't know what I would do without my sister. She's the one I look up to. Katniss and Mom were the ones I loved the most and I don't know what would happen if I lost one of them. "Tuck your tail in, Little Duck." Katniss smiled and tucked in my shirt.
I giggled and gave her a light, "Quack!" Katniss had started calling me that ever since I could remember. Little Duck.
"Quack yourself. C'mon, let's eat." Katniss laughed and kissed my forehead lightly.
At one o'clock we waited in the square. I was nervous and scared. I know I shouldn't be. A bowl of thousands of names and mine only once and Katniss's only a small part of the numbers too, but I was. Just like I always was when Katniss's name was in the reaping.
"I won't get picked. Katniss won't get picked. After this, we can go home and we'll both be safe." I told myself just as the mayor had started with the histories. For a minute, they calm me. I had learned and heard them in school a thousand times and they are very dark, but somehow, they do.
"Ladies first!" I heard Effie Trinket said into the microphone and reached her hand into the bowl. Then, time seems to freeze completely as my heartbeat rises when she had said the name. It wasn't a stranger, a close friend, or even Katniss. No. It was... "Primrose Everdeen!" Effie called my name.
My body went numb. Me? How? My name was entered once! I clenched my fists as I slowly started walking to the stage. I could barley breathe when I was just 20 feet away from the steps, when I hear Katniss, "Prim? Prim!" Katniss grabbed me and lightly pushed me behind her. I was confused. What was she doing? There was nothing she could do. "I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" Katniss calls.
"No! Katniss! No! You can't go!" I yelled as I wrapped my arms around her waist. I couldn't lose her!
"Prim, let go." Katniss's voice cracked as Gale pulled me away. I no longer paid attention to what anyone else had said. My sister, Katniss, my only sister, the person I can count on no matter what, who would do anyhting for me and I would do anything for her in return, was taking my spot in the Hunger Games, to fight 23 other people. I screamed and tried to get loose from Gale but he carried me away. No. How could this happen? Just this morning everything was fine. Katniss was hunting with Gale, I was feeding Lady, petting Buttercup, and now? Now everything is awful. Katniss was going to have to fight for her life, just because she had wanted to save mine...
If you like the Hunger Games you probably have liked the OFFICIAL pages of them on facebook and seen this on Prim's page. I AM the runner of the Prim page so I did NOT copy it. Just post a comment like ? On my comments on fb and I will either like it or say yep that was me on it to confirm it! I do not want any arguments whether I wrote it or not because I simply DID.
