Chapter 3

If you haven't read the books then you may find the middle of this chapter a little confusing… Little thing that only happens in the book.

Also this is set assuming the rebellion never took place but Katniss and Peta Won the games.

Also thanks again to Richards25 for the review… I'm surprised they're all so positive: D

I was washed, dried, clipped and trimmed. Suited and booted, Plucked and shaven but most importantly waxed…

I stumbled out of the salon into the corridor; I took a moment to inspect myself, my old matted mess of dirty blond hair had been transformed into I high ponytail, my face was soft and made up with natural colours but most importantly I was wearing clean clothes over my petite frame, They were tight fitting and quite revealing however they made me feel somewhat confident. Katniss followed behind me closing the door behind her; I'd almost forgot she was in the same room as me the whole time.

"See" she said gesturing towards my new clothes "Isn't that better, although you look a little skinny, we may need to plump you up a little."

It shouldn't have, but that comment really bugged me. "That's easy for you to say…" I replied, not really thinking about what I was saying." I wasn't exactly conveniently thrown bread by random strangers whenever I got a little peckish. And you had the forest, for hunting, I've been living off wheat for the last five years."

She suddenly turned on me pushing me against the wall, pinning my wrists above my head… "Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong!" she said to me in quite an intimidating voice.

"I'm sorry" I replied quickly. I shouldn't have taken my anger for the capitol out on you!"

She let go of me almost as fast as she had turned on me… "Joke! I was just testing your reflexes" She smiled but I could tell she was still a little annoyed with me.

I strolled into a large dining area. Again there was a huge table filled with all sorts of food… If Katniss really did want to fatten me up this was a great way to begin. I started towards the tables of food suddenly tripping on a walking stick falling face first onto the floor. I quickly stood and turned to the old man to apologise but nothing could have prepared me for who I saw… What I thought was a walking stick was actually a metal leg… I couldn't help but stare at it, the mechanics were incredible and the metal seemed the shine so bright that the entire room lit up…

"Are you just going to stare at it all day?" the man asked me. I looked up into his blue eyes

IT WAS PEETA!

"Sorry, I replied blankly… I slowly stood up and turned back to the table… Food was way more important than getting the autograph of a teenage heart throb like Peta… I think if it had been any other girl from district 12 he would have gained a "Number 1 fan" but not me, No… I needed food… and another one of those hot chocolates…

After the 74th hunger games everyone in district 12 either wanted to be Peeta or get with him. I seems that everyone loves a hopeless romantic… Everyone, but me… I hated romantics, they unreliable and seem to have a habit of dyeing in hunger games.

I got a plate full of food and a hot chocolate and sat down on the table with everyone else… That's when I noticed… The boy tribute, standing behind Peeta … I'd completely forgot that there was somebody else currently in the same position as me in all the confusion.

He had short, curly, brown hair, his eyes brown as well… His skin was very pale, compared to my dark tan, He wore a green suit at least two sizes too big; he stuck his hands shyly in his pockets. He was almost as skinny as me.

I'd known him for… forever. His name was Owen Bateman… I'd first met him at school…some older kids were ganging up on him calling him MasterBate-man they seemed to think it was funny …I didn't… I ran up to them screaming my Blond hair flailing behind me. I vaulted onto one of their shoulders…

There were about seven of them… I think kicked three in the balls, Head butted two, threw one in a fountain and I think the other one ran away after wetting himself. Since then we'd always been pretty close, either play fighting (which I always won) or helping each other with jobs and chores.

I didn't know how to greet him… I wanted to hug him and start crying but he just smiled at me. I couldn't help but think… "You're so dead" He was such a kind person. He'd never hurt anyone… we found a baby rabbit while on a walk once; it was ill and very weak, I told him to kill it and end it's suffering but he took it home a helped it… He must have fed it most of the food in the house because when we eventually set it free, it was the fattest rabbit I'd ever seen… He was so caring at heart… and I knew he now had to face the hunger games. "He was dead… Just like dad."

He must have noticed me staring at my suit because he spoke… "Yeah, this was the smallest size…" He looked like a kid wearing his dad's suit, like I used to with mum's shoes… I was suddenly hit by sadness, well I say hit, It was more like punched in the face… Why didn't she come a visit me? it could have been the last time she'd ever seen me so why didn't she come?

Over breakfast we spoke about the games… I and Owen had a chance to ask Katniss and Peeta questions… "What was the worst bit about the games?" "Do you really actually love each other?" How do you get your hair smelling so nice?"

It was also a chance to talk about life back home without the cameras, along with stuff like how Katniss and Peta where going to fatten us up for the games.

About what we would wear for the opening ceremony and also a little about strategies for the games… I'd never really thought about it before… I had no strategy for survival.

-Sort of a boring chapter… Will get more interesting I promise… Also back to school next week. I planning to get two out a week, maybe three I'll just have to see how much free time I have.- Thanks -