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Chapter 9- Let the flames ignite
Peeta's POV-
We enter the elevator and I finally start to feel excited about seeing Katniss again yet so nervous about the plan for our costumes that I feel like throwing up my lunch. Portia has explained the whole idea to me in detail and I must say it sounds jaw dropping and I doubt anyone will be ignoring us. But I can't help feeling anxious in case something goes wrong.
We finally reach level 3B I notice that we must be underneath the remake centre because when the doors open there are no windows and the air is thinner.
We have to walk to the other side of the room because we are last to leave in the parade. As we are walking I notice that the careers are staring at me like I am their prey and they are ready to rip me to shreds. I feel intimidated but I try my best not to show it. I walk with my head held high and try to ignore their watchful eyes.
We start to get closer to are chariot when I see her. She looks beautiful. She is smiling and laughing with her stylist, it warms my heart to see her this way. She is like the first daffodil of spring. Elegant, wonderful, magnificent and just plain stunning.
Our eyes meet, storms of dazzling silver collide with crystal oceans blues and I know that there will never be other girl that could ever make me feel as happy as I am now.
Katniss's POV-
I run to him, my legs unable to stop until they meet their target. The desire to hold him close to me too strong to define. My arms wrap round his neck and his find my waist and we spin round. We laugh; actually laugh with joy, something only Peeta can bring out of me. He finally puts me down and are lips lock together, the fire of two souls burning into one. We pull apart but only enough to press our foreheads together.
I look deeply into his big blue eyes that radiate happiness just like his pearly white smile.
"I missed you" I say before lightly pressing my lips against his.
We walk towards our chariot, hands locked together by intertwining fingers. We snuggle closer not wanted to let go. Cinna tells us that it is time. We climb out to the black chariot; it must be covered in ash because my hands are black after using the side to climb aboard. We place are feet into straps that will hold us to the chariot so we don't fall off.
Then comes the fire. "I promise you guys will be fine" says Cinna before lighting are capes and headdresses.
Peeta and I share worried glances as Cinna does so.
"Hey, how about if you start burning I'll rip you cape off you and vies versa?" We both let out a nervous laugh.
"Okay deal" I agree
The horses start moving and I can feel the butterflies start to flutter about in my stomach as we start our journey. I hear the crowd cheer and shout as the other tributes leave the building. I look behind me to me to see Haymitch and Effie waving and Cinna trying to tell me to do something
I try to work out what he wants me to do, shake hands? I come to the conclusion that he wants Peeta and I to hold hands, and not a moment too soon.
I take Peeta's hand in mine, at first it startles him but he relaxes and just smiles at me.
"Ready?" I ask
"With you beside me? Always"
All attention turns to us as we pull out of the remake centre. I hear people chanting mine and Peeta's name. They are going wild, cheering and shouting. Some even throw roses towards us. I am momentarily confused as to why we are such a big hit, until I see Peeta and I on the big jumbo screen. We look Strong and confident. As the flames flicker, they illuminate our faces in the soon growing darkness of the sky.
It's a 20 minute ride to the training centre, So we wave and smile, enjoying the fame. At one point Peeta catches a rose throw to us and hands it to me, it's a beautiful moment that gets many cheers. As we start to get closer to the building Peeta raises are connected hands into the air. Everyone responds loudly.
We finally, reach the outside of the training centre and everything quietens down as President Snow makes his speech. The whole time I feel pure rage start to rise up in me towards this excuse of a man. It disgusts me that he can be so proud that he is sending 24 children into an arena to fight to the death.
Peeta notices that I have tensed up and rubs his thumb over my hand trying to get me to relax.
"Happy hunger games! And may the odds be ever in your favour" Snow bows head and steps away from the podium.
The chariot starts moving again and we enter the Training centre.
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