A/N: Second Chapter, ready to roll~ This isn't going to be a fast-paced story, more of a drabblish thing? Once it gets started, anyways. Maybe. Not sure yet, hahaha.

The next chapter is going to mark the beginning of her new life in the Hunger Games-verse.

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends with
a tear. When you were born, you were crying and everyone
around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die,
you're the one smiling and everyone around you is crying.

-Anonymous

Chapter 2: Part I

Down the Rabbit Hole.

Chub. The classic "I'm not fat I'm fluffy" thing just isn't cutting it anymore. Fluffy…pffah. Sooo old school. Chub is the new thing. I'm not the curvy fat either. It's chunky. Like a big piece of tomato chunky. Chunky potato soup, chunky. So it's not like I can hide it—at all. Which sucks because instead of me being just shy and quiet, I'm also nasty fat. And that's something to avoid being when playing dodgeball in P.E. Trust me, I would know.

More square miles = More balls hitting you AND more places that hurt.

ANYWAYS.

I did what I usually do on weekdays. Didn't have any weird rituals or anything, honest! Just boring, normal things for a boring, normal person.

My room was fairly normal, too. If you count book covers replacing imaginary main-stream posters and the instrumental music shrine at the foot of a plain bed as normal. The walls were covered with a fading lime green/black stripes. It looked pretty bad, but it had been like that for so long that I stopped asking myself "What should I do to fix this" and replaced it with a "What can I do? ?" feeling. I've always been a bit lazy.

Just a bit. Maybe that was my sin.

I consider the walk to school as a part of my daily exercise regimen. Actually, its more of a run. The school is about one mile away and it sucks.

And so I sweat.

It's sad, I know. And that's why there's no point in looking good in the morning. Seriously. By the time I get to school the make-up would have already started running down my face. Ew.

Walking towards school has always been a mini-adventure for me. There was a park between home and school, so I always made sure to take extra time to enjoy the breeze. These days, everything seemed artificial.

Both people and nature.

I sighed. To be human is to be destructive. I've read enough history books to at least know that much. Sometimes, I wish Mother Earth was a real person so she could bitch slap humanity in the face.

But that's just me.

So, I get to school only to be tackled by my best (and only, but don't judge me! People just can't handle this) friend.

"Hey, hey, hey Kat!" Imagine Fat Albert's voice. Because that's what she just sounded like. And it looked freaky coming from a blonde-hair, blue-eyed stick figure. This is-was? My best friend Elizabeth. But she doesn't let anyone call her by her whole name. Last time someone did that, he ended up disappearing for two weeks. He still runs whenever he sees her. I don't blame him. She's crazy. And violent. But I wouldn't have her any other way. "You read that manga I gave you? It was good huh? The drawings are ok at best, but don't worry, it gets better! And-hey! Where are you-"

I walked away faster, hoping to get away from her and her crazy. I mean sure, I liked...ok, obsessed over books, did not mean I would enjoy the comics she would try to shove down my throat every week.

Sadly, she caught up to me.

"Hey!" She pretty much shouted in my ear, grabbing my arm and practically dragging me down the hallway. "You didn't even read it, did you? Well, anyways, I have a new one for you! And it's not even a manga. An actual book."

And of course she knew just what to say to get me interested.

"A book?"

"Yup."

"Not a manga."

"Nope."

I stared at her.

"Don't look at me like that! I can read books! They're just super boring…but not this one!"

Stare.

"Ok, I get it, you're surprised."

Stare.

"But it's a really awesome book! The Hunger Games! I've read both books already, and now I only have to read the last one…" she paused. "Actually, I'm kinda sad, 'cuz when I read the last book, it'll all be over!"

Stare. She slapped me on the arm. Hard.

"Ow! What the hell?" I rubbed my arm, glaring at her out of the corner of my eye. "Ok, that's nice and all…I promise to look The Hunger Games up later, but right now, I gotta go. See ya, Lizzy." It was almost eight.

"Mmk! I'll tell ya all about it during lunch."

And she did. Lunch came around and she told me pretty much everything. Except I wasn't really listening. I was in an intense game of pea-fork hockey. Left fork was losing.

"So Katniss is the main character" she started. "She volunteers for her sister in this thing called the Hunger Games that happens every year. It's not actually a game, of course, but a-"

Right fork scored! Wait, no, left fork is poking the pea down the plate, he really wants this goal, not letting anything stop him….

GOAL!

"-and then her district partner, this guy named Peeta, who saved her from starvation once, he's such a sweetheart! Doesn't know how to fight though. He's only freakishly strong. And their mentor, Haymitch? At first he's a deadbeat, but then-"

Oh no! They're only three peas left, it's down to the final three. Badum, Badum, Badum. The forks are trying their hardest! Left fork broke a leg! Right forks catching up!

"-so Katniss pretends to be in love with Peeta, pretty much toying with his emotions, to get more sponsors in order to win the games. But Peeta really loves her, right? And then there's Gale who's loved her for the longest time. And I feel so bad for Gale, because Katniss is the densest person ever. But then Peeta gets taken by the Capitol-"

Right forks starting to bend under the pressure. Only one pea left. Left fork only has three legs. Right fork attacks the pea from the left. But left fork gets it from the right.

Mush.

"-Finnick is by far the….Hey. Are you listening?"

"Yup."

"What'd I just say?"

"What'd I just say."

"Funny."

"I know."

And that's how the conversation ended.

At the end of school we went our separate ways, and I headed home for what I didn't know was going to be the last time.

Darkness. I felt pain, and then nothing. It happened so fast. . . walking home from school, like normal, passing through the nature park, the leaves catching the sun, keeping both me and the ground cool. A street was up ahead, one I passed every day on the trip from home to school and back. There were cars going to and fro on the busy intersection, going on with their busy lives, never taking the time to admire nature. Of course, I waited until the walk sign light turned green, and started my slow trek through the crosswalk.I didn't expect that one lone car would barrel through the stop light, and hit me dead-on.

And my last thoughts were-

"Damn, I never read those books."

A/N: Second Chapter! Woot! I kind of like it….I'm still getting in the hang of this, so please feel free to criticize and flame, I have hard skin.

Kind of.

And just so you know…..

Praise works, too.

So Please Review~

Tridentsandsugarcubes: Glad to see you like it! Hahaha, you are my very first reviewer ever and now I understand why authors are always like "Please R&R" Feels good to be loved, you know? ^_^