Waiting in our justice building was painful. The last time I was gunna see my home and I was locked in doors. I wanted to lay in the grass one last time with the sun shining above me. But here I was in an overly extravagant room made for children saying goodbye to their loved ones before they are shipped off to die. This is how I'd want to start my last week alive, obviously. My mom and sister came and cried. My sister said she'd learn how to braid her own hair and that if I came back she'd do all my chores. I told her not to make promises that she couldn't keep. My mom told me to do whatever it takes and that if I die I had to at least die fighting. It was nice.

At least I got to see them one last time. I didn't expect many people to come in. Most people didn't get my sarcasm and thought it was sheer rudeness on my part. But I still had some friends that did care. They cried and said goodbye though you could tell they were happy they weren't me.

As they left I knew I was about to be escorted out but I had one completely unexpected visitor left, Seb Feeder. The brother of the boy who was being sent to die with me. I worked for his family's farm whenever I wasn't working in the fields picking wheat for the capitol. His family were the owners the farm that supplied fruit and vegetables to our district. Their farm was rather large and they were almost as important as the mayor in our district. I was also a little bit head over heels in love with him. He had gotten me the job working on his farm, he was kind of my savior, not that he'd want me.

Seb was pretty attractive, I'm not going to lie, but his chocolate brown eyes were so sad. He just kind of stood there, right in front of the door. Not moving, not speaking.

"I've kind of made some promises to stay alive, but I'll try my best to watch over your brother. I mean District 9 needs a victor right?" I tried to smile, but I had been crying previously, so it was hard.

Seb let out a humorless laugh "My parents would hate to find another person to work on the farm," He then sighed deeply before coming towards me and hugging me, so please come home or help my brother. Any way this works out is going to hurt me, but if you came back it would hurt a lot less." He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.

I looked up at him completely confused and shocked. "Wanting me back, means losing your brother, how can you want that?"

"I don't, but..." he sighed and ran his hand through this his rather beautiful blond hair. "There's so much I never got to tell you and so much I want to. I had this great way planned to ask you out and then you had to screw it up and get reaped. Just do something for me while you're in there, Em, fight like hell for yourself or for Blaze, just fight."

"Um," but I didn't really get to put in a word or confess my undying love for him because he left almost as quickly as he came.

I'm numb for the rest of my time in the justice building and my car ride to the train that will take me to the Capitol, but once I step into that train, I know that it's time for me to fight.

No matter what happens I know I'm going down fighting.