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Ok so this chapter is goodbyes and some of the train ride.

Ok so I totally messed up! Dylan Is 15! Sorry for the confusion!

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After I shake hands with Dylan, I am herded into a room to say goodbyes. I am so glad that I can say goodbye to my family because I don't think I will come out of this death trap alive.

The first people to come in are my friends Sarah and Georgia. When Sarah starts talking, I can barely hold back tears.

"You'll do great!" She is crying. How can I try to believe her when she is crying?

"We'll see you when you come back!" Georgia is always way too positive. We all know I won't be coming back.

I hug them and we talk about sleepovers and memories until the guards tell them their time is up. I say goodbye and wipe the tears from my eyes.

Next to come in are my dad and my little brother.

"Where is mom?"

"She is still unconscious. We are going to miss you bud."

"I will miss you too dad." I hug him and cross my fingers that Mom will wake up before I have to go.

"What is going on Samantha?" I pull him into my lap and try hard not to cry, because he is already scared.

"Jake, I won't be coming back for a while. Can you make sure daddy and mommy don't get into any trouble? And anything you see on the TV screen isn't real. Think of it as a pretend game." I give him a reassuring smile and then I hug him as tight as I can.

"When will you be coming back?"

"I don't know… I don't know."

"I will miss you! I brought you this!" He shows me a badly wrapped item and I take it from him. If I open it now then I will cry and scare him even more.

"Thanks Jake." I hug him and a guard makes them leave.

"WAIT!" I hear my mom scream at the guard and rush into the room.

"Time is up lady! Get out!" What a mean guard!

"Mom! Please let me say goodbye to her sir!" I think the sir softened him up.

"You have two minutes!" He closes the door and I am left with my mom.

"They told me that you can take a token to remind you of home. I got you something."

"It's okay mom. I don't need anything."

"Just look." Se hands me a rod about the length of a pencil. It is wider then a pencil and silvery.

"Um, thanks but I don't know-"

"Blow into this part right here." She points to a part in the front and I blow into it. It makes a sweet sound and I press on one of the keys. The tune changes.

"It is a very small flute. I know how you hate death. This might help you whenever you need it."

"Thank you Mom!" I was touched. This must have cost a lot of money. We are richer than most of district twelve, but we didn't have much extra money to spend.

"Times up! Get out lady!" The guard drags my mom out of the room.

"Goodbye Sammy! I love-" The door closes.

I meet up with Dylan and walk up to the train platform. There are cameras everywhere and I discreetly wipe the tears from my eyes. I cannot show weakness. I look up at Dylan and he notices that I have been crying. He gives me a small reassuring hug and then waves to the cameras.

We get onto the train and right when the door closes I feel like I am in another world. There are fancy sofas and pictures everywhere. The noise from outside is drowned out as the train lurches to a start. I fall over and Dylan catches me.

"Whoa! You okay?"

"Ya I'm okay. Thanks for catching me! If I had fallen I might have broken that lamp." He just laughs and I smile.

"Hi kids!" Paula Pinkkey has come into the room and is moving us into the dining room.

"Time to eat!" I see whole tables of food and Paula is just grabbing food and piling it up onto her plate. I do what she is doing and I end up with way to much food. They same thing happened with Dylan and we both felt ashamed that we wasted so much food.

"I'm so sorry Paula, but I can't eat all of this."

"Oh don't worry dear, it's not like it matters." Dylan and I exchange glances and Paula brings us into a room with a television much bigger than ours in it. Paula turns on the reapings and I see district one flash up on the screen.

I notice the girl from district one because she has green eyes like daggers. I see Dylan shudder from the corner of my eye.

Next is district two.

The girl doesn't look too scary, but the boy is like a boulder. I bet he could pick up this train with one finger and throw it across the globe! I will defiantly try to stay away from him.

There is nothing special about the people from three and four, but I do notice that the district four kids seem overly confident, just like one and two. Maybe they were warned about the games also.

The next districts flash by and there are a few noticeable ones that I might be scared of and this one guy from district 6 who only has four fingers on one hand (weird, right?).

When we get to district 12 I notice things that I didn't notice in the real thing, like how I am standing. I am standing with my legs crossed and my hands behind my back. I makes me look vulnerable and weak. That is NOT a good thing.

The reapings end and I feel overwhelmingly tired. It must be because of the stress of the games.

I excuse myself from the room and go to my comfortable room. I change into a nice, soft nightgown and sit on my bed, holding Jake's gift. I open it and I tear slides down my cheek. It is his favorite toy train. I smile and place the train on my nightstand.

"Thanks Jake." I whisper, and then I turn out the light and go to sleep, anxious about the games.