Hey guys! New chapter! R&R please. :)

Disclaimer: SC is not me/though she's who I wanna be/a famous authour like her/but don't own HG, durh.

I don't know where I am. All I know is that the boy from district one, the monstrous one, has Annie in a tight lock. She's trying to cry out to me, but she has no breath. I try to sprint over to her and kill her attacker, but my feet won't move. The boy stabs her with his sword…

The girl from district nine has her. She's taunting Annie, my Annie, with a lethal looking knife. She's taking the knife and slowly dragging it across her long and perfect neck, drawing blood…

The girl from district two is beheading her, the boy from that district is stabbing her, Brooke is suffocating her…

I wake up with a cry, drenched in perspiration. Mags is entering my room in her pajamas, to come check on me apparently. I sit up, supported by the goose feather pillows as she takes my hand.

"Is it a girl?" she asks me, her voice softer than before.

"Yes." I reply. "Her name is Annie. Annie Cresta. She's about my age and beautiful. Mags, I-I have to go home to her. She's my best friend."

Mags shushes me. "You'll get home, Finnick. You're young, but you'll make it." She strokes my hand once more and leaves the room.

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My sleep is peaceful for the rest of the night. I feel well rested, so when Geranium wakes Brooke and I up, telling us it's going to be a "great big exciting day!" I immediately pop out of bed. I dress in a red tunic and white pants and head out to breakfast. It's full of rich food like last nights. I can't believe people eat like this all the time. I head for the meats, first of all, because we always have fish in District Four. I also add some potatoes and eggs and start to eat them as Geranium talks to us.

"Soon, we're going to be pulling into the station. I want you both to smile and wave at everybody, it's your very first impression on the minds of the sponsors, well, the ones that are waiting here. Then you'll go with the prep team. It's their job to make sure you look your best for the chariot ride and the interview, and, well, everything!" Geranium claps his hands.

"You won't like what they'll do to you." Naiada says in her nervous way.

"Right, but try to charm them. They know people. If you're charming to them, they'll tell their friends to sponsor you." Mags adds. "So, we're pulling in now. Go up to those windows and charm them with your smiles!"

Brooke grunts. "That'll be easy for pretty boy," she mutters. "He's always going to have sponsors." I try to ignore this as I wink and smile at the people, even though they look grotesque. They're painted unnatural skin colors, like pink or green, and have oddly colored hair. It's weird, but Geranium seems normal compared to them. I see the women pointing at me and shrieking to their friends. Yes, Brooke is right. I will have sponsors. I won't want for anything in the arena. I'll make sure of that.

Okay, short chapter because I want to give the prep team/chariot ride their own chapter. :) Didya like it? Hate it?