AN: This chapter didn't want to be written. Maybe because of the lack of love this story is getting. But anyway, I'm not going to complain to you, I'm just going to let you read on! :)

Enjoy the chapter :)

Disclaimer: The hunger games belongs to Suzanne Collins, or is it Susan? Either way, it's not mine.

Summary: I, Primrose Mellark, suffer from a severe case of depression. Dying in the Hunger Games would be a relief, but I would never put my mother-the former Mockingjay-through that. But all of this changes when my brother Meeka gets reaped…

WARNINGS!: Scratching.

Spoilers: None really.

Pairing: None!

Word count: 2200

Rating: T

Cathy Note: Thanks to my beta, PeetasAndHerondales, for being my beta!

Chapter two: First Day of Training

"Today is going to be a big, big day!" Nymphadora says waking me out of my surprisingly good slumber. I stretch and get dressed for the 'big, big' day. Today we would start training for the arena. I was glad I had a week to try and train Meeka to shoot an arrow and defend his self. He had no reason to have to train like this before, mother and father started training me when I turned 13, and they would have done the same with Meeka, but he don't turn 13 until next month, the month of August. When you think of it, it's stupid to start training at 13 because you can be reaped at the age of 12, so really they should have started when I turned 12 and they should have started training Meeka when he turned 12 last year as well.

"Good morning, Rose," Meeka said as I sit down to the breakfast table, I reply with a quick 'morning' and start eating. The capitol food is rich and my stomach don't really mix with it, but I remember the stories my mother told Meeka and me about the capitol, and the food not being very suggestive with your stomach was one of the stories. By the look of the green tint on Meeka's face, I'm guessing his stomach doesn't like the food either, but neither of us complains and both of us finish our breakfast.

After breakfast were ushered down to the basement and put into the training room. The room consists of many cubicles with an instructor in each, we were told we had 30 minutes in each cubicle which gave us enough time to go to 6 cubicles before dinner, and not to fight any of our fellow tributes, or we would get kicked out of training for the day. I survey around and decide to bring Meeka to the bow and arrows cubicle first.

We picked up a bow each and a quall of arrows and started to shoot at the targets. The targets were a big circle with 10 different sections, each getting smaller and smaller. The smallest was a little yellow circle, followed by a bigger yellow circle, which was followed by two blue circles, two red circles, two purple circles, and finally two black circles; each circle was bigger than the circle before it. I never missed a bulls eye, which was the smallest circle in the middle, once where as Meeka was lucky if he hit one of the black circles.

While the instructor helped Meeka on his shooting skills I took the time to look around the room at the fellow tributes and at the room. I counted the cubicles, there were 12 altogether, rope tying, weight lifting, rock climbing, plant identification, sword fighting, rope climbing, tree climbing, camouflage, tree cutting, running, jumping, and of course, bows and arrows. I looked around and my eyes stopped on 3 strong guys, and 3 girls, I'm guessing careers, talking and lifting weights. I thought about what my chances were in a fist fight against them, I'm thinking not that good.

"Can you show me how you shoot 3 arrows at once, Rose?" Meeka asked, knocking me out of my trance, I nodded and for the rest of the half hour I showed Meeka how to shoot multiple arrows, he got the hang of it after a while, and by the time we were done he was hitting the blue circles at least, sometimes even hitting the bulls' eye.

"Can we do something easy next, Rose?" Meeka asked rubbing his fingers.

I laughed, "Sure, what do you wanna do?"

He thought for a minute, looking around the room at the cubicles, "Rope tying,"

"Alright," I said, heading for the station. The instructor gave us 38 pieces of rope and thought us how to do different ties, including 12 different hitches, I found this fascinating, because even I didn't know half of the ties he was showing us. After he showed us the different ties, he showed us how to do basic snares to catch different animals like birds, squirrels, and rabbits.

"You could even make a trap to catch a human," the instructor said with a hint of excitement in his voice. I rolled my eyes and didn't say anything, Meeka looked sick.

The next three stations were similar because we decided to do the three climbing stations one after the other, so we spent a half hour climbing trees, the instructor giving us advice about how to grip our feet into the tree and how to use the branches for support. At the end of it Meeka and I were climbing the trees with ease and speed, there was no fear about trees in my mind, and I hoped Meeka thought the same. The next climbing station, the rock climbing, as a bit more difficult, It wasn't rock climbing that was in those old fashion places back in the 20's (AN: She means the 2020's, not the 1920's.) that would be way to easy, no it was climbing huge mountain like rocks, that half the time turned to dust or fell when you applied pressure to them. I hoped to god that there wasn't any mountain like this in the arena. Meeka, however was amazingly fast at climbing the rocks, I didn't know if it was because he was so tiny and fast, or because he was just skilled. Rope climbing, however was a lot easier, it was kind of like tree climbing but you needed a lot more upper body strength and strength in your legs and hips. I got up the rope and rang the bell that was on top of it many times in the half hour and so did Meeka.

The last station we went to before lunch was plant identification

"Hello! My name is Amanda, and I'm going to teach you about a bunch of different plants that can be found all over Panem! And possibly in the arena you will be in!" Amanda said in a very excited voice, I raised my eyebrow; I wasn't sure why she was excited. Maybe because we were the first people there, maybe because she likes to talk, or maybe because she can't wait for us all to die in the arena.

Amanda started rambling on about different types of plants, I was glad I kind of had a photographic memory, because I could remember what they looked like and what they were for. First she told us about editable plants like Arctic willow, arrowhead, bearberry, blueberries, huckleberries, chicory, cranberries, crowberries, and a bunch more. After she told us about plants that were just editable, she told us about plants that were editable and could also be used for various medical uses. Then finally, she told us about the poisonous plants, such as bearweed, rubber weed, water hemlock, bitterweed, pokeweed, greasewood, death camas, and of course, nightlock. I stared at the nightlock Amanda had in her rubber gloved hand, if I could just slip that into my mouth, I'd be dead in a matter of seconds.

"Rose, are you okay?" Meeka asked lightly shaking my shoulder after the bell rang to indicate it was time to switch stations, or in this case, go to dinner.

I shook my head to get rid, unsuccessfully, of the thoughts about the nightlock in my head and gave my brother hat I hoped was a reassuring smile. "Fine Meeka, let's go get some dinner."

Meeka nodded and we went to the main dinner hall and sat next to Nymphadora and Alaric. People, I'm assuming avoxes, are serving us dinner, that I force down my stomach. Nymphadora, Alaric, Meeka, and I talk about how training went and what we would be doing after dinner until we were allowed to prepare for supper. Turns out that this year a new rule was put in place for the tributes, they must go to school for the week that they trained. The schooling would be level 6 and any tribute that was past level 6 in schooling would either help teach or re learn the material. I hated this new rule; I was in level 9, 3 years past 6. I was going to be bored to death. I personally think they are just trying to keep us from going out and getting into trouble before we go into the arena. I don't understand why we couldn't just train more, it's not like we need school, 25 of us are going to be dead in a few weeks.

The 18 year old careers must have had the same idea because by the second hour half of them are sleeping, and the other half were talking and throwing paper balls at the teacher. After we were dismissed to go get ready for supper, Meeka and I went back to floor 12.

I looked around, not with the awe I had last night, but with curiosity, the floor wasn't overly big, it had 4 bedroom facilities, that if they were like Meeka's and mine, had a private bathroom and a walk in closet, and it had a extra 3 rooms, a kitchen where a purple haired boy avox and a red haired girl avox were currently finishing our supper, a dining room of sorts, with a big table where we all eat our supper and breakfast, and finally the sitting room where the television and a few couches are. Next to my room was a door that leads to some stairs, which lead to the roof.

I went into the kitchen to see what the avoxes were making for supper, the girl tried to get me to go out, fearing she would get in trouble, but I told her it was okay. "What's your name?" I asked.

"Lavinia," she wrote down on a piece of paper then threw in the garbage.

Realization came on my face, "You're the girl that my mother knows! My mother is Katniss Mellark, you probably know her as Katniss Everdeen though,"

Lavinia nodded and pushed me out of the kitchen.

After supper I went to my room and decided to get a shower. The bathroom that was connected to my room was fairly big; the shower had about 100 buttons of different water, shampoo, and body soap to use. I picked a rapid water flow, apple shampoo, and vanilla body soap and stepped into the shower.

The warm water felt amazing on my aching body, today was a very long day, or as Nymphadora says it, a big, big day! I missed my mum so much, I missed my house, I missed my cousins, hell, I even missed school. I tried not to think that I would never see them again, tried so hard, but it didn't work. I guess I shouldn't try to avoid the inevitable, I wasn't going to see my mother again, I was going to die in the arena. I let the tears that were forming in my eyes fall, and start scratching at the cuts on my arms, reopening the wounds. I watch the blood fall down my arm for what seems like hours until it stops. A few minutes later I force myself to finish washing myself and my hair and get out, wrapping a towel around myself and wrapping another around my arm.

"Rose, there's an important message from Present Purcell-"Meeka said, barging into my room just after I stepped into it, still wrapped up in a towel.

"MEEKA! I'M GETTING DRESSED!" I shouted at him, cutting him off, he just shrugged and laid on my bed, looking at the ceiling, waiting for me to get dressed.

I roiled my eyes, "Fine, stay in here, what were you saying about a message?"

"There's one coming up on the news, an important one, apparently even the districts are seeing it, Nymphadora and Alaric want you to watch it with us," Meeka explained, "Are you dressed yet?"

"No Meeka, I have to put on more clothes then you do, you know, you really should learn to knock," I said, finishing getting dressed.

Meeka made a 'pft' noise, "Why should I? Were gunna die in a week anyway,"

I rolled my eyes, "Come on cocky, let's go watch this message,"

We walked out into the room with the television and sat down on the couch next to Nymphadora. I was expecting them to announce a stupid rule about the games this year, or for them to tell us that there post phoning the scoring day. But I wasn't expecting what Present Purcell announced…

"Hello good people of Panem! I have a very big announcement! After adding things together, I figured out that year's ago, if the Hunger Games didn't stop, this year would have been the 100th Hunger Games! And you know what that means! It's a Quarter Quell! In this year's Quarter Quell, since we already have 26 beautiful tributes picked out, we will add another 26! But the fun doesn't stop there! One of these 26 people will have to be a victor!"

AN2: Dun, dun, dun! *Grins*. Don't you all love cliffhangers? You should tell me about it in a review!