Howdy partners! Sorry it's taken me so long to update. Here's the chapter!

Easton's POV

At dinner, I sat at the table nervously, wondering if Celestia was going to come eat or not, but after five minutes she came in, puffy eyed and smaller than ever. She sat down next to me. We didn't talk much, but I didn't mind. I've seen her around and she doesn't seem to be the talkative type. Dinner was DELICIOUS. I had never eaten so much food in my life. You would think being from district eleven we would eat food by the bucketful, but we were never allowed to eat the crops. I liked being on a train. It made me feel like I was finally getting away from District 11. I liked that feeling, but then I realized I may never get back and I desperately longed to go home. I had no family or friends but I would take that any day instead of being shipped off to the Capitol to kill or get killed.

Celestia looked like she could burst into tears at any given minute during dinner. When it was over I was so full I fell asleep instantly, and the last thing I remember was thinking that I will protect Celestia no matter what. Why should a twelve year old die just because everyone at the Capitol is an idiot?

Josiah's POV

Sitting next to Sonya, I realized that we may never make it back alive. I knew in my heart this was true, but I didn't want to scare Sonya anymore than she already was.

We've been dating for a couple years now, trying to keep it a secret, especially now since we were being taken to the Capitol to kill each other. We vowed we wouldn't tell anyone here that we were dating. We didn't want to be the 'Star-Crossed Lovers of District Two'. It would be like the 74th Hunger Games all over again, and we all know how THAT turned out. Pulling her closer so she could lean her head on my shoulder, I smoothed her hair, trying to convince her that everything was gonna be fine, and we were both going to make it home, not matter what the rules say...

Jett's POV

We didn't have to ride that long on the train to get to the Capitol building. After all, I am from District One, the most loved district of all. Sure, maybe I am self centered, maybe I am what people call a 'pretty boy' and maybe I do want to end up working at the Capitol but I know one thing for certain: I WILL WIN THE 100th HUNGER GAMES. Looking out the window I wondered what the other tributes are like, but just as I though this our District representative Effie Trinket, (she finally got to a district that could actually win more than twice), brought Jezebel and I into a room with a TV, where we would watch all of the reapings. Most of the tributes looked like I could take them, but I decided immediately to become allies with Josiah, Zeus, Sonya, Lenore, Jezebel, and that Easton kid. Even though he's from district eleven, he looks tough. I can't say much about that Celestia girl though.

Zeus's POV

Watching the reapings was a nightmare. I never asked for all of this. Lenore and I hated each other, and now we're stuck here. As much as I despise her, I don't want to watch her die. Heck, I don't wanna die. Most of the tributes took it very well, the little girl from district seven especially. Being only twelve, you would've though she'd cry, but she kept a straight face, fists clenched in her pockets as she walked onto the platform. The little girl from district eleven, who was also twelve, looked like she was going to burst into tears. She didn't, which was good. Sponsors determine whether you're tough or not, so it's a good thing she didn't cry.

You may be thinking that I should be plotting how to kill everyone right now, but I don't want to. None of us should have to worry about this, none of us should have to die, none of us should have to be taken away from our families forever, but no, the Capitol decided we should. This may be the last Hunger Games, but that doesn't excuse the fact that over the years 2810 kids were in the Hunger Games and only 101 survived. That's not right. I don't care if you think I'm a weakling... soft... a baby even, but my thoughts are right, and I will put an end to this no matter what.