A/N: Yay! I got good reviews for chapter one! Thanks so much, guys! Special thanks to Mandy, who inspired an awesome kick-butt Amanda. You is awesome. :)

Oh, and I'm doing all the reapings for all the seven KK's. Here's Finn and Amanda's. Then I'll do Jess's, then Charlene and Maybeck's. I'm done now. Tshank ewe. :)

Amanda POV

Whoa. Wha—? Where are we? What's happening? Where is everyone? Why is everyone depressed? We're in Disney World! Wait…

No, we're not.

I'm surrounded by a huge group of girls, and there's a similar group, but of boys, on my left. What's going on? Ugghhh…if only Willa and Philby were here…they know everything.

A woman, wearing a shade of yellow so bright that I think it'll blind my eyes, is on the stage.

She says, "Now! It's time to select our female tribute to compete for District 4 in the seventy-fourth annual Hunger Games!"

Oh no.

The woman daintily reaches her hand in a glass bowl, filled to the top with paper slips, and takes the longest amount of time picking a name. I wish she'd just hurry up. I'm bound to pass out if she doesn't move it along. But, as the odds are never in our favor as Keepers, I know that it's most likely going to be my name, but I'm hoping that it's not.

She gives a sigh of excitement, "Amanda Lockhart!"

I knew it.

I take a deep breath, hold my chin up high and walk to the stage. If I'm going into this, I don't want to be weak, do I?

Everyone claps as I'm on the stage. What's with these people?! Don't they know I'm about to go die? Oh, yeah. District 4 is one of the Careers.** They've trained for the Games. But I haven't. Oh, well. Maybe kicking OT butt counts as training.

Now, it's time to find out which of my fellow Keepers will be joining me in our death sentence.

"Lawrence Whitman!"

No. Anyone but Finn! I don't want him in the Games!

But I can't help but smile a little. He's probably seething at the use of his real name.

The escort makes us shake hands and Finn gives me a sad smile. I return the smile and whisper, so that only he can hear, "We're gonna be okay."

…o…o…o…

We then go to separate rooms in the Justice Hall, where we're supposed to have visitors to say their goodbyes. Mine, however, is uneventful. I don't know anyone, so I have to sit there for an hour, thinking out a strategy. I'm unsuccessful for the longest amount of time, until it hits me like a ton of bricks: Act like a Career. You're from a Career District, Amanda. Act like it.

After what seems like ages, the escort, well, escorts us to a car that's supposed to take us to the train station to go to the Capitol. She climbs in between me and Finn, making us squished and feeling awkward. She babbles on and on about how great the Capitol is and how we can bring pride to our District. We finally get on the train and are shown our living quarters for the trip to the Capitol. Finn and I go to the main room/dining room, where we're supposed to meet with our mentor for the Games.

"Let's hope this guy isn't like Haymitch," I say quietly to Finn.

"Trust me," a voice says. "I'm nothing like Haymitch."

I look up and see a face that I thought I'd never get to see in my life.

Finnick Odair.***

I draw in a sharp breath of air, start bouncing in my seat, and kind of slapping Finn out of excitement.

"You're—You're Finnick Odair!" Huh. Now I know why Willa freaks out over book characters. 'Cause they're hot.

"The one and only," He says with a friendly smirk.

"You—uhmm—you wouldn't happen to have any sugar cubes, would you?" I ask, blushing.

"Here, catch!" he says, tossing a sugar cube towards me.

I catch it, pop it in my mouth, and start slapping Finn again. "He really does carry sugar cubes everywhere!"

Finnick laughs and walks over to another part of the room.

Finn says in a hushed voice, "Amanda, you being my girlfriend, I don't really appreciate you freaking out over this 'Finnick Odair.'"

I roll my eyes. "Finn, Finnick is a fictional character. He doesn't really exist."

Finnick looked over at us with a face that could only be described as: o_O

"Uhh," Finnick said, "For the record, I can assure you that I am totally and completely real!"

I give a nervous chuckle and can't help but…stare at him. I know, sounds stalker-ish, but he's really hot!

"What?" Finnick says, giving me the same smirk. "Do you find this…" he strikes a cheesy pose, "Distracting?"

I, of course, laugh my butt off, remembering that hilarious line from Mockingjay that Willa told me about.

Finn looks annoyed, so Finnick comes over.

"Dude, you look so tense! I know what'll make you feel better." Finn groans and rolls his eyes after Finnick says…

"Want a sugar cube?"

A/N: Annnnnddd SCENE! How'd you like it? Yeah, this one's a bit less serious than the last chapter. But I'm SORRY it's so short!

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