A.N. Salutations. I'm back again. I woke up and this story already had 11 views! This one is signing up for tesserae.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games. Yet.
Katniss POV
My arrows hit the tree, again. There were no animals in the woods this time of year. It was late December, and my family was running out of food. Dejectedly, I retrieved my arrows and began the trek home. The wind had a cold bite, and I saw my breath in the air.
I had not caught any game, and most of the plants I foraged for were long dead now. I thought of Prim, her small frame rapidly thinning. She needed food, or she- No! I wouldn't think that way. Prim is strong.
In the back of my mind, I knew I was trying to comfort myself more than anything. She wouldn't survive much longer, unless I could think of something.
There was nothing. Only one option, a trade.
Prim would stay safe, but not without price. I would draw the hand of death away from her and closer to me.
I broke into a sprint, out of the meadow and through the seam.I ran to the square a stopped. The magnitude if my choice had hit me full force, the realization that there was no turning back.
I was signing up for tesserae.
I pulled open the marble doors and stepped inside. I walked up to an important looking person tapping away at a desk.
I mustered my courage and asked "Excuse me, where would I sign up for tesserae?"
In a high pitched, nasally voice, she said "Name?"
"Katniss Everdeen," I answered with confidence.
"Age?"
"Twelve."
Without looking up, she asked "Gender?"
"Female," I said, the annoyance clear in my voice.
"Tesserae will come in tomorrow morning. That is all," she said, and I left.
As I walked home, I began to second guess my self. What would Prim say? She wouldn't have wanted me to sign up, but there was no other way I could keep us alive.
I debating telling her now, but decided against it. Why should I tell her that we will have food tomorrow, but none today?
That's what I kept telling myself, but it was only part of the reason. I didn't want Prim to be upset with me, and if I brought food with me, she might be distracted. It didn't matter, I would tell her tomorrow.
I don't care how angry she is with me. I would sign up for tesserae ten more times tomorrow if it would keep Prim safe. She's my sister, and I care about her more than anything else on the world.
A.N. A little protective Katniss, how cute. I wanted to thank animalperson45 for following this story. If you read, please review! Just send two numbers, it doesn't have to be long! Send:
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