Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games, even in my wildest dreams. *sigh*

Henry's POV:

The doors opened wide revealing the large crowd of the Capitol. I took a sharp intake of breath; I had never seen the Capitol, even on the TV back home when we had mandatory shows. But that usually was giving us a reminder not to rebel; they would show terrible clips of the Mocking Jay being executed. Or others that took part in the rebellious act against the Capitol.

Our chariot fell into place behind the others, driving around the circle showing off the costumes. Some of them we okay, but others were just plain old sad. The Capitol cheered as they (the announcers) called out Sherry's and my names. Then our moment of the spotlight soon ended as the announcers called out District 12. They got less applause than usual; I found that odd but then remembered that the Mocking Jay came from there.

The chariots came to the training building and came to a stop. The giant doors slammed to a shut behind us, ending the opening ceremony. The tributes began to descend from the chariots. I hopped off and offered a hand to Sherry; she waved it off and jumped down with a soft thump. She gave me a small smile, and then started to the elevators that the rest of the tributes were moving to. We climbed into one of the lifts along with the District 12 kids.

Both of them, the boy and the girl had black hair and dark brown eyes. They reminded me of the pictures I've seen of the Mocking Jay, who came from District 12.

"Do all the people in your district have the same hair and eye color?" I asked

"No, some of the wealthier people who live in town don't. Only in the Seam." said the girl with a sigh

"Oh... sorry the only pictures I've seen of people from your district always have, well..." I trailed off not sure what to say next.

"It's fine." the boy said

"What's your name?" asked the girl

"I'm Henry." I said pausing for Sherry to introduce herself, when she remained silent i said, "And this is Sherry" cocking my head to point at her.

"I'm Jenny, and this is Joey." both names begin with J, coincidence i think not... well maybe it is.

Joey looked like Sherry, with sadness in his eyes. Jenny and I were more talkative; we told things about ourselves for the rest of the ride. The ride on the elevator actually was longer than you would have thought.

The doors finally opened at floor eleven where Sherry and I got off and waved to the twelve tributes.

The place was amazing, it was huge and glamorous. Tixe was there waiting for us, a huge grin on her face.

"You kids did great!" Tixe squealed in her annoying voice

"All we did was stand there." Said Sherry as she rolled her eyes

"You looked great Shar-Shar!"

"No"

"Fine…"

"Can I take this stuff off now?" Sherry said indicating her costume

"Ohhhh, do you really want to take that off it looks so cute!"

"Yes" Sherry walked off to a room that had her name on the door. She walked in and slammed the door behind her.

"I'm going to take this off too" I said and went to the door that had my name on it. I walked in, the room was great, like on the train it was fancy.

Welcome to the death row.

A/N: bad ending I know, I don't like writing Henry but I need his point of view later on.

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