A/N: Enjoy chapter 7! Remember to review! And I think that soon they will get out of the arena…maybe the next chapter after this one?

I woke up to Dylan grunting and groaning. "I'm hungry," he kept mumbling. I shook him awake. "Hey, Dani. Can I call you that?"

"Sure!" I smiled. "Now, let me get you some food. You kept mumbling 'I'm hungry' in your sleep."

"I did?" He turned a pink color and looked a bit embarrassed. So we set out. I fished, he gathered berries, (I made sure that they weren't Nightlock) and we set up breakfast with enough food to probably last us a day. As we sat down and ate, I noticed Dylan throwing up berries and catching them in his mouth.

As I gave him a glance, he protested, "what? You try its fun!" So I started throwing the berries too and catching them. We started to have contests like who could make the smoothest catch and who could throw one the highest.

I threw one up very high and caught it in my mouth. "Nice!" Dylan said and gave me a high five. We sat there, smiling at each other and ate some berries and fish. I sighed.

"Now, if only we had sponsors and people to bring us food, we could have nice things at times." I sighed and wistfully looked around the arena. Dylan was lying down and sat up straight when he heard me.

"Oh yeah! I forgot! You were in the Games! Tell me about it!" I sighed. The Games weren't exactly something I wanted to repeat, but I gave him the play by play of the cornucopia, of sneaking around, spying on the Girl on Fire, and the ways I got food.

I then took a deep breath and explained to him the berries incident. I told him about blasting the security cameras and living out in this arena. Dylan watched with sad eyes. As I finished, I said, "and that's when I met you."

"Wow, Dani, you've been through a lot." I nodded and slightly smiled.

"I'm hoping to get out of the arena soon, the next time that a capitol tour comes we can make ourselves very clean, sneak out, and I'll catch a train home during the next games!"

"That's a good idea, but there's a huge rebellion going on right now. There's not going to be a 76th Game."

Wow, so I've already been in the arena for an entire year. "What was the 75th like? I know it was a quarter quell." Dylan nodded, and went on to tell me that existing victors from each district went into the games.

"How did the Girl on Fire do?" I knew that she was the only female victor from 12. "And was she with Peeta or that drunken dude?"

"Well, actually, what happened was that the drunken dude got reaped but Peeta volunteered because he wanted to protect Katniss in the arena."

"Wow, so they really are that much in love. I remember the announcement that two could win if they were district partners and how Katniss yelled out Peeta's name."

So Dylan and I talked, and talked, and talked, but as we did, and he told me about life outside of the arena, I realized just how much I want to get out. I asked Dylan when the next capitol tour was. "Well," he replied, "the tours run once a week in this arena, and I've been here for six days, so there will probably be one tomorrow!"

I gasped. Tomorrow? "Well then," I looked at Dylan. "We better make ourselves look clean because we are making a great escape tomorrow." We spent the day at the lake, bathing in it and putting on fresh clothes. We scrubbed our faces and brushed our hair with our fingers.

In this arena, we wouldn't be able to apply makeup that the capitol uses so if anyone asks, we would just pull the excuse that we were really trying to get into it. I would act as myself, and Dylan would act as my district partner-he got killed in the bloodbath so I never really got to know him, but his name was Roger.

The last step was the trip to the cornucopia. Dylan and I hiked there and set up where we would sleep during the night. As we lay down, Dylan held my hand as we gazed up at the stars and fell asleep.