Sorry it took me sooo long to update, I was kind of debating on wether to countinue the story or not since I dont think many people are reading it but I decided to keep going. So here is chapter 4.

After watching the reapings everyone went back to their rooms. I quickly take a shower, well I hoped to take a quick shower but it ended up taking me like 10 minutes just to get the water at the right temperature. Then another 10 minutes to get the right shampoo and conditioner and body wash. When I finished it was about 9:30. It took me an hour to take a shower! I figured I should go to bed and get a lot of sleep so I'll be well for the day in the capital tomorrow. I got into bed wearing the softest flannel pants and a t-shirt. After about an hour of staring at the ceiling I realized that I wasn't going to fall asleep any time soon, so I decided to walk around.

I went into the room with the TV and found Alex sitting down on the couch watching some old Hunger Game. On the screen was the number 75th in the corner I'm guessing that it was the last Hunger game before the rebellion. I sit down next to him.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asks.

"Nope, you either?" I say.

"I couldn't stop thinking about the games, I know that I don't have a good chance of making it and I don't think I could ever kill anyone, so how will I even win?" He says back.

"Yah, my mom and my dad have been training me on how to survive the Hunger Games, but shooting rabbits and squirrels with a bow and arrow is a lot different then shooting people with one." I reply.

"Yah." Is all he says. I think he's tired, even though he can't sleep. We both start to watch the Hunger Games playing on Tv and then it clicks that the 75th Hunger Games was the one my mom and dad were in! They told me about their games but never showed me them. This is going to be interesting I think, a devilish smile crossing my face.

I guess have fallen asleep towards the end of the games because the last thing I remember is my mom and a girl named Johanna running a string down to the water. After I wake out of my daze I realize I 'm in my bed, I was on the couch before right? Who brought me here, was it Alex? Hmmm now I'm curious, oh well that's not the most important thing on my mind right now. Today is the day we get to the capital! Yay! Not.

I get out of bed and put on some clothes from the bureau. It's a pink t-shirt and some yoga pants. I walk into the dining room to find everyone sitting eating breakfast. I grab the only seat available, the one next to Haymitch and Alex. I begin taking food from the middle of the table when Effie starts talking.

"Okay so we will be arriving in the capital in a few moments!" She says.

"What do we do once we get there?" Alex asks. I'm wondering the same thing.

"Well you two will be meeting your stylists and then they will give you a complete make-over and after that you will be on the chariot ride!" Effie replies.

"Yippee." I say sarcastically.

"We should start thinking about thi8nking about your approach towards the capital people, for intense you could be all nice and sweet or shy or mysterious, whatever you guys want." Dad says.

"Can't we just be ourselves?" I ask.

"Well, being yourself won't get you sponsors." Alex says with a smirk on his face. Before I can say anything back to him my dad speaks.

"Actually he's right. Capital citizens want some kind of entertainment, they don't just want your normal everyday people, they want someone different, someone exciting, someone who makes them entertained. After all the Hunger Games are just entertainment to them."

"Oh well I could be nice and sweet, cus you know that is pretty much my personality." I say being over dramatic.

"Haha maybe your approach could be humor?" Alex says jokingly acting like we've been best friends for years.

"Very funny Alex, that wouldn't be a bad approach for you either." I say still kidding around with him.

"Stay focused you two," My mom says, "This is serious, you need to win over the capital people and me and your father were thinking that you could both act like your in love like me and your father did. It doesn't have to be real of course but it seemed to work for us didn't it?"

"Seriously mom? Just because it worked out for you guys doesn't mean it will work for us," I say, this conversation is getting a bit awkward so I decide to through in some of my fabulous humor, "Besides I'm not that good of an actor."

"I think it's a great idea, maybe if we're lucky we could both come out alive like your parents did." Alex says smiling. Then my dad leans in closer towards me and Alex.

"I can't say much but stay till day 4 at least, trust me." He says in a whisper so low im not sure if I heard him right. Are they planning on getting us out of the arena? He gives me a knowing look like he can read my mind.

If it's what I'm thinking then Alex and I will be coming out of the arena. It makes sense, the look on Alex's parents face after saying to try and keep each other alive as long as we can and the fact that my parents aren't as worried as I thought they'd be. Well, I hope there plan works out I really don't want to die and I don't want Alex to die either.

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