Wen Cater spent all night wondering around the bright halls, looking at the photos that hung of ever victor at the moment of when they won their Hunger Games. Her wide sea green eyes fell on her own photo, it made her feel sick seeing the bloodly snow that she was laying on, past out from losing so much blood from the wound in her shoulder. She sigh padding down the hall trying to be quite as not to wake anyone. She heard a noise from the lager longue where the victors had watch the events of today. Wen frowned "I thought I was alone" She mumbles to her self, pushing open the lager dark wooden door to see the dark shadow facing away from her. She would could tell from the soft slopping of their height, their well tone body. The shiny perfect hair, the soft green eyes turned to face her watching her, taking in the way she was standing "Finnick". Just after she had fished saying his name, His soft warm lips came smashing into hers.

She let the warmth of his kiss fill her for a few minutes even pressing her own a little to his, just as she fleet her back met the wall, she put her hands to his hard perfect chest pushing him away, Finnick frowned at the actions trying to pull her back, But she slip from his fringes sighing "I'm not Annie…". Her words made him jolt, she looked away that always like bricks had been drop onto her chest. Wen though Of Peeta…what his lips would feel like ageist her's….Those blue eyes looking into her soul. Wen left out a soft sigh Finnick press his forehead to the top of her head "Come to bed with me….I'll share some secrets with you" His words where muttered. She slightly smile his magic didn't work on her. "Finnick…I can't sleep with you…" She turned to face him. Finnick made a puppy dog face causing her to sigh press her face to his chest in return his arms snake around her hips.

She made her mind up right there, while they were standing in that warm hug, she quickly mumbles to the words as he softly twisted a place of her auburn hair. "I will share a secret with you". He would lean his face closer to hers. Grinning waiting for what will come next "I'm never going to share a bed with you" And with those words she slip from the room and down the long bright hall. Felling slightly good about her self.

As she curled up in her soft warm bed, her mind began to wonder. Peeta was all her mind could wonder about. She bit her lip, thinking of how she should welcome her self to him. NO! she snapped at her self, she couldn't let herself get hurt again. Wen wouldn't let this get to her..If she fell apart now she would never be able to get her self out of the bed again.

As it slowly turn into a bright yellow orange morning, Her stylish team burst in pulling her groaning body up out of her warm welcoming bed. The pulled and plucked at her body when she heard one of them almost screaming to the world "GOOD HEAVES IT'S ABOUT TIME THIS GIRL GORWN A SET OF BOOBIES" Wen though she would die from blushing, her eyes would fall down afraid that everyone in the whole of The Capital had heard. She had the same stylish team for 5 years now so that was 17 and had boobies as they say, The decide to put it to good us and show a pit more off her body off this year.

Wen looked at the girl that was looking back at her. The auburn hair pulled back into a bun, some of hair let down to frame her face, her sea green eyes had been almost painted around with a dark blue to make them look brighter, the rest of her face left simple. Her dress was cut short puff ripples of dark blue with silky ribbon wrap around her body. Her shoes where HIGH heels put she thinks she just about walk in them. She heard people calling her beautiful cute…over the years but this year it was more like Beautiful …sexy…lustful…These words made her feel like she was on show again for the whole world to just sit there and look her over. Wen had enough of them doing that to her after her own Hunger games. Her bit down on her lip to stop herself from falling back into her dark thoughts. She heard one of her stylish team scream just before she fleet the warm think blood dripping from her lips.

The victors met down stairs at 10.00 am. She looked around most of the victors had seen better days there skin aged older from the years, She fleet her follow winner from district 3 wraps his old fatty arm wrap around her, she stood there quickly looking at the ground feel sick. Wen just wanted to run back to her room and hid away from the words never see a happy face again. She heard people talking to her grumpily when she didn't say anything back she heard one of her fellow victors mutters "Looks like she mute again". This didn't hurt her she did go mute a lot sometimes she sitting there for days not talking not eating to lost in her own nightmare world.

Then she snap around when she heard that it was time to meet the children they were bring to their death this year. She cast her eyes over all of them, so tall strong fit these where the districts 1 2 and 4 chose ones, they all worn smirks on their faces waiting for the fight. Her heart hurt when she saw how small tiny and week some of them barley look like they turn 12. As she slowly went down the line She came to the last two she tuck in a sharper breath of air. She saw districts 12 girl Katniss Everdeen she was tall, her body was skinny from a lack of a good diet. She had beautiful long brown hair tie back, her grey eyes looked hateful at them. Wen laughed softly she once was one of those people standing on that green line looking hateful at the mentor's. She gave Kanitss a soft sad smiles those where quite rare, Kanitss eyes wide slightly like she know this fact.

Wen slowly turned her head to see the person standing on the line, her heart skipped a beat his hair where natural not so perfect. It was perfect blonde golden hair match his creamy white skin perfectly. Wen could see he was well built, his arms followed around his back, his lips where in a soft plan line, then she looked up to those perfect eyes. Her heart fell a little to find he was looking down. She was about to turn to the call of her name when his eyes move up those bright blue hopeful eyes caught her for just a moment. Wen tried to get a breath in, his eyes had just looked into her cold frozen heart. Peeats eyes keep looking right into hers it fleet like they were holding her frozen on the spot. She quickly turned her head away and almost ran from the room bumping into a few people along the way. Wen ran down the hall the dress making it hard for her to breath, she stops leaning ageist the wall slowly slipping down it. Hugging her knees to her chest rocking her self softly. She tried to keep all those dark though from pushing down onto her chest making it hard for her to breath.

Peeta went to the oh so rich and posh room they would be staying in till they would put in a area to fight to the death. As they sat for dinner Peeta played around with his soup as Katniss put it all down. He tried to work out in his mind what had taken place, he was pulled from his thoughts when he heard Katniss say "That victor from District 3, she quite beautiful". This made his heart feel quite confused, Katniss Everden the girl he had loved all his life and just set something off inside him for this girl he knew ever less about that Katinss….The feeling made him want…need to know more about this Beautiful girl.