Here's chapter 4! More chapters are on the way! Enjoy!

Gale and I are heading down the street to my house. "Hurry!" I look at him. "I don't want to miss Katniss!"

"Me either," he smiles. "But don't worry we won't miss it." Then his face darkens. "This is the last television showing before the actual games start."

I can see worry showing in his face. "Oh please, the other tributes don't stand a chance, right?"

He brightens and gives a half smile, "Of course! Catnip will out shine them all."

We ran toward the house. It was getting dark and I could tell even now Gale was getting worried about missing the interview. We opened the door.

"Mom!" I shout. "We made it just in time!"

We both fly to the old, threadbare couch and sit down. The TV is already on and an announcer is introducing the tributes. His hair is bright purple and he looks as though he had one two many operations of plastic surgery on his face. Katniss looks amazing. Her dress is sparkling gold and red, orange, silver, yellow and is like a giant flame. She looks a little nervous but then smiles when the camera is pointed at her.

Gale laughs, "Looks like she's got a natural talent for being on camera!"

The interviewer starts with District One (as usually) and works his way up from there. The bigger toughing looking guys barely answer any questions. One of them simply grunted out each answer. One girl was all giggly. She just smiled and waved. The guy asking the questions found a way to make everyone's answer sound like a good one and the audience played right along.

"Some of these people are acting like total idiots!" Gale exclaims. "But I have to say some know how to make quiet the impression."

Finally, finally, finally, it was District Twelve's turn. Katniss went first. My breath caught in my throat. Gale was still, just listening and looking at Katniss with affection in his eyes.

"That's quite a beautiful dress," the announcer says.

Katniss smiles, "Thanks." Then she begins to spin around and around in it. The audience is going crazy for her, just like on the first night.

I look at my mother. "Doesn't she look like a princess?"

She smiles. "Yes."

Katniss finishing spinning and dizzily giggles. Caesar, the interviewer, cracks a couple jokes and the audience hoots with laughter. Then his face gets serious. "Back to the reaping," Caesar says, "Tell us about your sister."

I freeze. That's me. I'm the one who should have been standing there. Not Katniss. Brave Katniss who took my place when my name was drawn. The room is quiet. Everyone is listening.

"She's twelve and her name is Prim," Katniss's voice is projected from the TV set. "She asked me to try really hard to win and I swore I would."

I swallow. Don't cry, I told myself. My throat was clogged with tears about to but but I pushed them down. if Katniss could be brave so could I. As fast as Katniss had come up she left to go back to her chair. I calmed my mind down and watched as Peeta stepped up.

I wasn't really paying attention until Caesar asks Peeta if he had a girlfriend. Peeta shakes his head then turns to Caesar.

"I don't have a girlfriend but there is this girl I have a really big crush on," Peeta admits.

Who could that possibly be? I wonder. I turn to Gale. He seems to think the whole crush thing is pretty funny.

"Well," Caesar leans in. "Who is it?"

"She didn't really know me until the reaping," says Peeta. "But I'm afraid we'll never be able to be together, because well…"

Who is it? My head is screaming. Just tell us! I want to know this bit of juicy gossip. It makes things a bit exciting!

"…she came to the Hunger Games with me." Peeta blushes and looks at Katniss.

Gale's mouth drops open. He fists clench the sofa. His little brothers break into a chorus of "oooos". My mom gives a little knowing smile and I start to crack up."Katniss! That boy Peeta likes Katniss?"

"Yeah," Gale says quietly. "But she doesn't like him. She probably doesn't. Katniss doesn't like Peeta too… right?"

The television shows Katniss look at Peeta quickly then down at her feet. Her face is blushing, red as a rose. Now the whole world knows that the boy tribute from District Twelve is madly in love with my sister, Katniss.

I look at Gale. He actually looks a little concerned. "Who would've thought," I joke. "Katniss and Peeta in looooooove."

He ruffles my blond curls. "Oh please. Katniss doesn't love him." But his voice sounds a bit unsure.

For the rest of the show the TV only showed Katniss and Peeta together. I rolled my eyes everytime the camera focused on them next to each other. Gale just looked a bit angry and his brothers continued with the annoying "ooooooing".

Finally the show ended. "Well, " says mom. "That was dramatic, don't you think?"

Gale's mom laughs a little. "The next viewing of the tributes will be when the Hunger Games start."

That comment changed to mood. I went to bed, dreading what was coming in four days. Please make it Katniss, I thought. Then I couldn't help but laugh. Ha, Katniss and Peeta. I hoped Katniss didn't love him back. I didn't want her to forget about Gale. Then I started crying. My head was filled with confusion. I wanted Katniss to love Gale but I didn't know if she really did. And I knew the Hunger Games were only in three days.

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