2. The Arena.
She came here with me.
The girl I love came to this arena with me.
I stand on the metal platform looking around the semi-circle of tributes to either side. Behind me is forest. Infront is the cornucopia. About 12 platforms to my left she stands.
She's looking at the orange back-pack that's 20 metres infront of her.
Haymitch's voice echoes in my head "Just get out of there."
I'm still looking at Katniss when she meets my gaze, squints and returns her focus to the bag.
"No Katniss," I think "don't do it. Just run."
The countdown begins.
10, 9, 8, 7...
I look back to Katniss, meeting her eyes again, I shake my head slightly.
6, 5, 4...
She straightens up, trying to register what I mean.
3, 2, 1...
The gong sounds. Katniss looks disorientated, but starts running toward the bag.
I turn and run to the forest. Screams pierce the air behind me. I keep running.
The girl I love is now my enemy.