Evans POV

I am positive that my goodbyes to my family were different from everyone else's. I wasn't coming back. I was going to do everything in my power to make sure Evelyn would make it back home. In order to do that I would have to die. My family knew this so my goodbyes were full of tears. Most families have a glimmer of hope. Not mine. Inevitably, one of us would die. Its simply not fair. I want to be mad at my father but I can't. I don't want to die angry.

I am being led onto a train. I have never been on one. I hurry and try to find Evelyn. I hope she is okay. I can't imagine being put through this at only 13. I'm 16 and I'm scared out of my wits. It will be hard for her to get sponsors too. She looks far from intimidating. I'm sure the people of the Capitol are laughing at her. I spot her out of the corner of my eye and run to embrace her. She doesn't look like she has been crying so she must know to stay brave for the cameras.

I am ushered to my room. My eyes widen as I see the luxurious room. I see the biggest bed I have ever seen. Everything is so nice here. They even have running hot water. It sickens me that on a single train they have much more than the wealthiest person in district 12.

Evelyn's POV

I hear the intercom in the train say that it's time for dinner. I go to the mirror first to make sure I don't look like I have been crying. I know there may be cameras everywhere I go and I can't afford to look weak if I want to get sponsors. I have no idea what to think. If I say I want to win the games, then I'm saying I want my brother to die. I have no idea what I want.

I go downstairs and my eyes widen. There is more food on the table than I have had in the last year. It smells so good. I sit at the table and start to eat what Effie calls "appetizers". I have no idea what that means. Effie tries to start a conversation but I can't stand her. She's from the Capitol. She enjoys the fact that she is going to see me die. I don't answer any of her questions. I let Evan do that.

After dinner and dessert, I get up from the table and head back to my room. I suddenly don't feel so well. I ate more than I normally eat in a month. I feel a light hand on my back and instinctively jump. It's just Evan. He is so quiet you can never hear him coming. "Evelyn you need to be polite to the people from the Capitol. Nobody will want to sponsor someone who won't talk and look like they hate them!", Evan starts. "Why should I be nice and polite? They are so excited to see me die! They love it! I'm not going to pretend to like them!", I shoot back. "Evelyn im trying my best to protect you! So far your not helping me! Do you want to win the games or not? Because if you do you need to start playing along!"

He turns and leaves after saying this and I mull over what he said. He's planning on saving me and helping me win the games. I'm thankful for this but also I'm angry. I want to protect him but I'm not brave enough. I make a promise to myself to try to be braver like my brother. I wish I didn't have to play along with the games but that's the only way to win. I guess I'll have to play along.

I don't sleep well that night. I have nightmares of Evan dying and I stand there and can't move. He is being shot by a peacekeeper and I can't stop it. He is screaming at me to help but I can't move. I'm scared to move. I give up on trying to sleep and just lie there. I chastise myself because soon I will be needing all the strength I can muster.

In the morning I go down to breakfast. I make sure to keep up a conversation with Effie and she seems to be positively glowing. I look over at Evan and he gives me a thumbs up. Today we will make it to the Capitol.