Well, I thought Now she'll notice me.
I made my way briskly up to the isle, trying to think about everything and nothing all at once. I kept my head down as I passed my brothers who stood nearer the stage as they were both older. I knew that they wouldn't be stepping up from me as Katniss had for Primrose, and I didn't expect them to – that just wasn't us. I knew my parents would be upset, but my mom would be upset about losing a pair of hands and my dad would probably be more upset about Katniss.
No, I didn't have to worry about home my family would be affect, I surely knew, but as I cleared the steps to the stage, I steal a glance at Katniss who is still staring out to the crowd with an emotionless expression as the mayor reads the Treaty. The time comes for us to shake hands and her reserve is slightly broken by the clamminess of our exchange and the slight tremor that both of us shared. Our eyes met and I thought I saw a sadness in hers, but quickly realized that it must have been my own expression reflected back at me.
