Authors Note:

A lot of chars are inspired by friends! Sorry If I kill you guys. xD

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I DONT OWN

Jamie takes my hand as we walk towards the main court. Here two people will be sent to die. One could be us. I can feel him shaking, and I wonder how I'm not. I walk over to the stand, and get my finger pricked. I wince as the small amount of blood stains the page, and she shoves me away like a piece of meat. I take my place in the crowd, and I see my mother. She looks so troubled...it hurts. I see Electri Maywarn on stage, as she starts the same year speech..

"Many years ago, the country of Panem broke out into the war. Thousands died. Now, the Hunger games are held to remind us, who rule us. To protect us, our past, and to safe gaurd our future. Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favour."

The shortest speech on Earth. Yet, it feels like the longest. The drawl of each word hanging on her tounge, the beats of a thousand terrified hearts beating, and her own hand itching to pick out the names.

"Ladys first then, I suppose!" she chirps like its a reward. She walks over to the huge glass container and plops her hand in. I hold my breath. The number 33 echoes around my head. I glance to the side, to see Jamie smiling at me, not a happy smile. No you couldn't be happy at a time like this, more of a...troubled...scared...haunted smile, that frightens me a little. He mouths

"You k?"

I can only nod in return. I turn back to the stage as she reads out the name.
"Well...Well...Well..."

"Rhia Lawson!" I freeze.

My breathing stops. I hear my mother screaming. I see peacekeeprs coming to get me, though they are blurred. I fear I'm going to pass out, die, here, before even entering the arena. Blood is pounding into my temples, my world spinning. I can feel Jamie walking towards him, peecekeeprs stopping him, holding him in place. He screams my name. I can't. Can't put him in jepordy like that. I walk straight forward towards the stage, and she holds my hand, giving it a reasuring squeeze.

Then she moves over to the boys.

"Seth Trina."

I see a tall man, and I recgonize him as someone who works at the Hob. I can't look at him. Knowing I'm going to have to work with him, to keep him alive, and him for me. If we survive this, I owe him my life. I shake his hand, I feel its sweat, its warmth, the fear that he grips it so tight, I'm afraid he might break it. Soon we are taken away to a plane, where when we step aboard we finally get to see what its like to be from the Capitol.

Violet, fluffy floors, and curtains, blood red dangle over the glass. Roses in purple vases are dotted around the room, the furniture so soft, it might aswell be a cloud. This is so amazing.

"Make yourself at home dearies. Get to know eachother. I promise it will help." She leaves the room, heading down the plane. I sit down in the chair across from Seth.

"I'm Rhia..." I only see him nod, and he goes back to watching the window.

Suddenly I feel a jerk, and my stomach bounces. We are flying to our death. Literally. Soon, without saying a word, he gets up and leaves. I decide to go to my room too. What a beauty...silk and satin sheets, a wool carpet, big white fluffy pillows, and a huge window that I can see the beautiful lights below. I lay down on the bed, and wait. Soon we are all called to dinner.

"This is nice." Electrci chimes, as she digs into a roll.

This food...so delicate...a dark sauce with bits of deer in it, soft rolls, cakes you can't even imagine. I tuck in, and when we're all done I turn over to Seth.

"We need tactics."

He just shrugs and rises to walk away. Suddenly I feel the anger risisng in me. I get up, grab a knife and throw it at him, deliberatley missing him so it hits the wall. It gets his attention.

"Our life is on the line here, we need to talk tactics or we're both going to DIE out there. I don't know about you but I want to get home, I want to see my family. I may not know you, heck I dont care about you, but I will not go home and be declared a murderer. I will get out alive, I will see my mum and Jamie again, and dead or alive, we WILL be a team in there." I pant, I can feel the tears stinging. Soon they flow freely, and for once I'm thankful theres no camera's here.

I hear him sigh as he turns to me his eyes ablaze.

"Exscuse me?"

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