Hey guys! so here is the 2nd chapter, hope you like and and please review!

Disclaimer: The characters and the settings are not mine. They belong to Suzanne Collins. The plot and some dialogues are mine.

*RosygV*

Effie walks into the room right after my family, almost jumping with her 5 in. heels. "Time to go sweetheart" she says, "Come on, follow me" and we go out of it.

The train station it's full of reporters with cameras. I did well in not to cry, because all the reporters are taking photos and recording us. On the other hand, Peeta does not care of showing his feelings, his baby blue eyes, the same color as mine, look red and puffy, just like Katniss'. Thinking in my beloved sister hurts me because, honestly, we both know that I don't have a lot of chances to win. The odds aren't in my favor. We enter to the train and it starts to move. The train overwhelms me. All the stuff in it, from the mahogany table to the diamond chandelier, which sparkles with a white glimmer, it's too luxurious, the most luxurious things I've ever seen in my life.

"Okay kids, the dinner will be ready in an hour. Please go to your new room and get ready" Effie tells us before making her annoying fake smile, again. I'm getting tired of her.

I walk in circles until I find my room, located in one of the front parts of the train. I open the door and enter. The bedroom it's humongous, with a king size bed, a chandelier, exactly like in the dining room, a full size mirror, a bathroom, and a showers, will hundreds of different buttons for the water temperature, shampoos, and body soaps. When I'm sure no one can hear me, I burst in tears. All my emotions, anger against the Capitol, sadness because of my family, and nervousness because of the games, fall in my cheeks in the form of little tears. After that, I take my clothes off and give me a quickly shower. When I end, my hair smells like primroses, just like my name. The wardrobe is full of pants, tees, skirts, blouses, dresses, and shoes. I pick a lace tee, a cloth called skinny jeans, and combat boots. When my hair is dry, I braid it into the same braid I used in the Reaping. Effie knocks my door. "Dinner's ready!" she says, and leaves. I find Peeta in the hallway. He wears a pair of jeans, sneakers, and a white shirt.

"Effie called you too?" he asks shyly. I nod. "Would you come with me?" he asks again.

For the first time since I got into the train, I speak, "Sure" I answer him, starting to walk. When we arrive to the main hall, Haymitch Abernathy, District 12's only alive victor and our mentor, is already eating. He's drunk, like always. Peeta and I sit down and a servant brings us the most exquisite delicacies. Steak bathed in orange sauce, exotic salads, plum pork, and bakery bread. I eat until I feel I'll burst. In the middle of the dinner, Peeta starts talking with Haymitch.

"Well... what advices do you have for us? How do we found water? How can we build a shelter? Is there any…" he starts to say, but suddenly Haymitch shuts him, "Do you want an advice? Stay alive" says ironically. "That's not funny" Peeta replies, "You're here to help us" he states, taking away Haymitch's wine glass. Haymitch stares at him, and suddenly, he punches Peeta in the face. Scared, I take a knife and nail it in the table, almost cutting his hand.

"So we have a pair of fighters this year" Haymitch says, a little bit impressed, "Look, if you don't mess with me and my drinking, I promise I will be sober enough to help. You're Primrose, right?" he asks, "Prim, and yes" I answer.

"Well, I see you're good with the knives, what else can you do?" "Well, I'm good with plants, and I can run, very fast" I say, a little bit proud of myself. Haymitch smiles, but just for a second, before starting to talk with Peeta. "And you boy, what can you do?" he asks. Peeta doesn't know what to say.

"Mmm, I am strong.." he starts, but I interrupt him, "He's not just strong, I've seen him in the market, he can carry a lot of weight, and he won the fighting contest last year, behind his brother" I say. Peeta sends me a small smile. "That's good, too" says Haymitch, "Well, you to go to sleep, tomorrow it's a large day". We obey him. I enter in my room; change my clothes into a pajamas, and fall asleep, finally resting.

The next day, Effie wakes me up telling me that today is a BIG, BIG DAY!

I get out of the bed and put on the clothes that I wore yesterday because they're not dirty. I leave my hair down and walk to the Main Hall. Effie, Peeta and Haymitch are there. A servant gives me a dish of eggs, bacon, and a glass with hot chocolate. My best breakfast ever. After we finish eating, Haymitch clears his throat. "Today, when we arrive to the Capitol, Effie will take you to the Renovation Centre, where your stylists will prepare for the opening ceremony. Follow all their instructions and don't complain. Got it?" he asks, Peeta and I nod. Suddenly, the light is cut from the train. I realize we are in the subterrain tunnels at the limit of the Capitol. Where only a few minutes from it. After several minutes, the light comes back and Peeta looks through the window. "Prim, see this" he whispers to me. I looked at the window. There it is. There are its tall buildings. There is where the rich people live, where the Hunger Games occur, and most likely, there is the place where I'll die.

There is The Capitol.