Sitting there, alone , in the justice building, I try to imagine what kind of horrors with face me. What if there are no weaponds? I'm not strong. What if the careers kill me? Wait, I'm a career. Well sorta, I've never trained, unless you count swimmimg. I taught myself, but my dad was never there to train me. What if i start to trust Charlie? No, never will i trust him. He's a liar, I hate liars. Well, now I'm going to hate myself. I can't let the other careers know I've never trained. They will surely kill me. But, Charlie might...

I push that thought away.

I'm not surprised that no one has came to say goodbye. Well the only good part about being reapped is I've made all those girls jealous. That thought put a smile on my face.

The door begins to creak open. I'm suprised to see my father walk in.

"Hey" He murmurs.

"What." I say with hatred.

"I'm proud of you."

"Why? It's not like I volunteered." I say, still angry.

" Just for the future. I want you to have this." He places a chain with a blue locket on it in my hand. " It used to be your mother's"

" What? So you took off her dead corpse after you hung her?" I yell.

" I couldn't help that. I can't control the capitol's laws. It was her or you. We both agreed." He muttered with pain in his voice.

I don't care what he says. I'm never forgiving him.

He gets up and heads for the door. As he's heading out he whispers " I love you. See you soon." A leaves without another word.

That left me with mixed emotions. He belives I can win.

" See you soon, Dad." I mumble.

After twenty minutes or so, a peacekeeper comes to collect me. We board a fancy train and start zooming towards the capitol. It will take about a day or so. The peacekeeper leads me to my room and leaves me alone. I go to my bed and plop on it face first.

I wish this day never happened.

I'm startled by a knock on my door, but disapointed when I hear the chipmunk voice of my escort.
"dinner will be in an hour!"

"Thanks" I yell back with my face in my pillow.

Well at least I'll get to meet my mentor. It's the kid who won last year. He will help me survive, I hope. All that I know now is that I want to go home. I never knew mom sacraficed herself. What did she even do? I really wonder what happened. It was 10 years ago.

I decide not to focus on it and just take a shower.

When I got out I felt refreshed and much better. But, I was angry at myself for being so hostile towards my dad. How am I going to act towards Charlie? I know for a fact he will never apologize for his actions. But I should'nt be rude because I might get in a situation where he may be my only hope. Should I try to befriend him? Getting on his good side may help me. I'll just act like nothing happened.

Ugh.

With hair still wet,I throw on a white shirt with black skinny jeans and and a blue, red ,and yellow sweater, and head for the dining car. On the way we must of had a sharp turn or something, which sent me flying to the right and I got to meet the floor face to face. " Way to go, clutz." I scold myself. I did'nt even think about being a huge clutz as a factor that would hurt my chances of winning.

I stood up and continued for the dining car, making sure to keep grasp of something. When I arrive there I'm surprised to see I'm first to get there. I just pick a seat and wait for someone to come. I've had enough with being alone for a life time. Will someone just come?

I'm startled to see Charlie walk in.

Except him?

He choses the chair thats across from me. I try to avoid looking into the sky blue eyes, and stare at my empty plate. Don't talk to him. Don't look at him. Don't be hostile. Wow, this is very akward.

He breaks the silence "Hi."

"Hello." I force myself to look up at him. Just act like he did'nt ruin your social life.

"How are you?" He questions. I know he does'nt care.

"I'm not sure" I'm being completely honest.

" What? "

" Never mind. " I quickly change the subject. " So, we are careers."

" Ya I know, its such an honor!"

" Uh-huh. What do you think the other careers will be like?" I try to hide the fact that my voice is shakey.

" I hope they are strong. The sooner everyone is dead, the faster I come home."

"But you might not come home."

" Well I have a good chance. I also have trained myself to be determined, and that determination is by strongest weapon. Also so I have alot to come home to! And you do-" He stops suddenly. "Nevermind"

It took every strength in my body to keep myself from bursting into tears. The worst part is that he's right. I have nothing to come home to.

This day can't get any worse.

Our escort and mentor walk in. They sit down in the available seats."What are your names?" I blurt out. I just want to know.

" My name is Tali Low " Says our escort, I mean Tali.

" I'm Jarel Rock " The mentor says proudly. " I'm going to bring one of you two home." I see a smirk make its way onto Charlie's face. " But I'm getting ahead of myself, for now we are just going to relax and get to know you guys."

" That's right. Lets just eat and we'll start buisness tomarrow." Tali adds.

The meal comes in seven courses, and each time I'm more surprised with the amazing plates of delectable food that are put in front of me. Since I'm from district 2 you would suspect I get properly fed. Well that's very wrong. Since I practically live by myself, its usually cereal and what ever I can find.

After being stuffed with Panem's finest food , we all start to get up and head out the door.

" Tomarrow's going to be a busy day!" Tali quickly adds in. "So get a good nights sleep!"

Ya, that will happen.

I head back to my room and just lay on the bed, preparing for a very long night. So mant thoughts were buzzing in my head, I couln't focus. I was very upset about what Charlie said, but happy about what my dad said.

Charlie is wrong. I do have something to come home to. No, it's not a bunch of fony people I call friends, or 15 girlfriends that don't know about each other. I have a father. A father that belives I can come home. A father that has willed me to win. He loves me, and wants me to come home. No matter how I do it, I'm coming home. And you can't stop me.