Peeta's story

I woke up to my mother screaming." Get up you useless, good for nothing son!" Today is the reaping day so my family has to get up early to prepare cakes and bread for people celebrating that their children have been spared from the merciless capitol for another year. I walked groggily downstairs and began to frost a cake with orange lilies the color of the sunset. Finally at 2:00 I lined up at the square with the other seventeen year olds. Our escort Effie Trinket bubbles in her capitol accent "ladies first!"

She reaches into the reaping ball and chooses a slip of paper. Please not Katniss, Please not Katniss, Please not Katniss. But she didn't choose Katniss the girl I love, she chose Primrose Everdeen, her little sister.