Hey, everyone I know I already posted today but I wanted to post chapter 3 because I felt chapter 2 wasn't much so here is a chapter from Katniss' Pov so please read and review(maybe some tips on how to make it better or want you want to happen in the arena). Also, if you know friends/family that you know will like this story please recommend it would make me so happy to know people enjoy my story.

Anyway enough of me, thanks guys! nerdyjamjar xx

3

District 12-Katniss' POV

It's the day of the reaping of course Prim is sleeping in Mum's bed it's her first year. I wouldn't let her take any tesserae so her names only entered once she's safe I say to myself. We're all safe as long as I don't get reaped and get to the age of 18 and never have to worry about another reaping again. I think of my future clear of reaping's what will I do, probably hunting, trading in the Hob, maybe married to my best friend Gale. But I know I will never get married or have children I never want to see my children reaped and me not being able to help them. I will be forced to watch their painful deaths, their cries of agony that will never happen. It will never happen, quickly to keep myself distracted I grab my father's hunting jacket and his soft leather hunting boots grabbing my game bag I head towards the meadow.

Standing in front of the electric fence that is marks the District 12's border line, it's meant to me on 24/7 but there is limited electricity here in 12 so it's normally off. But to be safe I stand listening for a hum of electricity. Silence. Once I'm past the fence I grab my bow and arrows from a hollow log. After shooting three squirrels and a rabbit I sit down tired after my long trek, suddenly a warm hand touches my shoulder, Gale.

"Hey, Catnip look what I shot" Catnip is his nickname for me after thinking I said that instead of Katniss. He holds up a loaf of bread with an arrow pierced through the middle. I laugh a rare laugh as Gales said before I only smile in the woods, it's true it's where I feel free, away from the ever suffering District 12.

After eating the still warm bakery bread me and Gale make our way back to the Seam.

"See you at the reaping, Catnip. Remember wear something nice!" Gale says as we get to my small, worn down, typical Seam house.

"See you later, Gale." When I walk in our dump my game bag on the table and see my mum and Prim waiting for me.

"Wow! Little duck you look very pretty today but you better tuck in your little tail" I say trying to cheer her up knowing this is her first year and she's terrified.

"I've laid something out for you too, Katniss" my mother says normally I would push her away just like she did when dad died 5 years ago in mining accident. She went into depression I had to step up and take charge during the first months we had used up all the money we got as a compensation for our fathers death. One day I decided to try getting some money, food by taking me and Prims old clothes with no luck I started to look through the bakery bins. After getting shooed away I sat under their apple tree in the cold letting the rain soak my father's jacket. I then heard a clang of metal and shouts of the bakers wife, 'go feed it to the pigs you stupid thing nobody decent will buy burnt bread'. Then the baker's son Peeta Mellark came out with a giant red mark on his right cheek, what had she hit with? He quickly glanced back to the bakery I think to see if the coast was clear, then out of nowhere he threw the two burnt loaves of bread at me. I took them home and I and my family slept with a full stomach in a long time. The next day in the school corridors I caught his eyes trained on me only to quickly flit away and on that same day I saw the first sign of spring; a dandelion. And I knew that my family wasn't going to die. Since then I've always felt I still owe him for it which I hate, owing people. Finally after a while my mother started to come back to reality but I still never forgive for what she did and that's why I don't ever want to fall in love to become oblivious of my surroundings, people who depend on me.

But I decide anyway to smile and let her help me into one of her old town dress's it's a pale blue tie back at the waist with a piece of blue ribbon. After she pins my usual braid into a beautiful bun I smile and hug my mum who at first takes her by surprise but then she relaxes and hugs me back. The first real embrace I've had with her since my father's death and it feels good like I've finally broke the barrier between me and her.