Hey guys! I've been sitting on my butt for 3 days, listening to Nightcore, watching LeafyIsHere, listening to Corpse Husband and Mr. Nightmare and eating chocolate.

I'm paranoid now.

Anyway, I started writing this chapter and I dropped something on my keyboard, so my Microsoft Word files got totally messed up and I can't fix it. FanFiction won't let me upload a cover picture to my other story, because my files are messed up and now I have to write on FanFiction using Doc Manager.

This sucks.

BUT GUESS WHAT?! This chapter is the start of the Hunger Games!

HAPPY HUNGER GAMES! AND MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOR!

Katniss Everdeen

THUMP!

THUMP!

THUMP!

I hear very loud knocking on my door and Effie's voice, "Katniss?"

"5 more minutes!" I yell back at her, like a child. I just want to sleep.

"Young lady," Effie sighs.

"UGGGHHH!" I groan

"I expect you to come to breakfast in under 10 minutes!" I can practically see her expression.

I hear her heels making clicking sounds against the floor, as she walks away from my door.

I roll over to check the time and feel myself falling. THUMP! I was closer to the edge of the bed than I expected.

Rubbing the back of my head, I climb to my feet, looking at the clock. [7:47]

My hair is a big tangled mess and my head throbs from hitting the ground. I feel like I'm in the arena already.

I walk down the hallway and see everybody except my prep team sitting at the table. Peeta seems to be having an intense conversation with Haymitch and Effie is listening to their conversation and butting in occasionally.

I throw myself in a chair, making the chair slide a little against the floor. Effie flashes me a disapproving look.

"And now she shows up!" Haymitch says, taking a sip out of a flask.

I put my elbow on the table and rest my chin in my palm, not replying to his comment.

It is silent for a while.

"So, what did I miss?" I ask, trying to break the silence.

"Nothing really," Peeta says "just going over how to find shelter and stuff."

"Okay." I say.

More silence.

"I'll be right back." Peeta says. He stands up and walks back down the hallway, out of sight.

I take this as an opportunity to tell Haymitch my plan.

"I have a plan for the arena." I say quietly to Effie and Haymitch "I don't know if we should tell Peeta yet, but I think it will work."

"I'm listening." Haymitch says.

I pick up a bagel off of a tray, stacked with bagels, on the table.

"Okay, so I'm not sure what's going to happen when we get in there, but I'm going to ally with Peeta eventually." I pause for a while, thinking, "When we become allies, you are going to convince Seneca Crane to let two people from the same district win."

"How am I supposed to-"

"Let me finish." I interrupt him, "I'm going to tell Peeta that I have a crush on him. We are basically going to become "The hopeless lovers who can't bear to lose each other." All you need to do is convince Seneca and I have the rest figured out."

Haymitch stares at me, wide-eyed. Effie blinks.

"Don't look at me like that!" I exclaim, annoyed. "I know what I'm doing."

I take a bite of my bagel.

"I'll do my best..." Haymitch still looks at me like I'm crazy.

"Thank you, Haymitch." I say.

"But, Katniss, how do you know all this?" Effie asks, confused, "You seem to know how the games work..."

"I think I need to go get ready, Effie." I say, trying to change the subject.

Effie nods and purses her lips, as if she is still baffled and I jog to my room, still eating my bagel.

"Manners!" Effie yells behind me.

*Time Skip*

I sit, surrounded by half the tributes, as we are being transported to the arena. A capitol attendant injects my tracker in my arm and I can faintly see the glow, through my skin.

Rue sits two seats away from me. I can't let her die again, but I have to. It hurts more than being set on fire, or electrocuted, or stabbed.

I scan the tributes sitting around me. Foxface, Marvel, Cato, Clove, Rue, Thresh and a few others who I never really got to meet.

Some of these tributes are so young. They don't deserve this.

The plane lands and we are all met by our prep teams, who escort us to the Launch Rooms. (That's actually what they're called, I looked them up.)

Cinna puts on my thermal jacket for the arena and pins my mockingjay pin to my sleeve.

"20 seconds"

"My money's on you, Girl on Fire." Cinna says "Good luck." He nods.

I nod back, stepping on to the platform.

"10 seconds"

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, my heart racing. I need to concentrate.

I feel myself rising, slowly. I grit my teeth and open my eyes.

The wind blows lose strands of hair in my eyes, but I'm only focusing on the cornucopia and Peeta.

The blood rushing in my ears blocks out any other sounds and I see the giant screen near the cornucopia counting down.

[10]

[9]

Be strong, Katniss.

[8]

[7]

[6]

[5]

Be strong.

[4]

It doesn't seem like seconds anymore, it seems like hours.

[3]

Breath in.

[2]

Breath out.

[1]

The cannon goes off, signaling the start of the games.

I run as fast as my legs can take me to the cornucopia. I need to get something.

I see a bright orange backpack, much like the one I had before and I run to grab it, before anybody notices me, in the chaos.

Before I can get it, though, someone yanks me backwards, by my braid and I let out a yelp of pain. I swing my fists behind me and I hit somebody's nose; Glimmer's.

She stands up and throws me on the ground, her foot on my chest. She knocks an arrow and points it at me, ready to shoot.

Her arrow keeps moving and while she tries to steady it, I use all of my weight to push her foot off. I jump on her back because it's harder for her to attack me. As she tries to shake me off, I grab the bow from her hand and put it over her head.

I stand on my feet and pull it back, with all my weight and she starts choking. She loses her balance and falls over, along with me. She, painfully lands on my foot and I wince.

Her face turns dark red, from the loss of air.

I look behind me and see that everyone fighting in the cornucopia is either dead, or has ran off. Only a few people are left, fighting.

Glimmer pulls the bow over her head and gasps for breath.

I take this opportunity to escape. I pull my foot out from under her and dive for my bag.

She attempts to trip me, but I move out of the way, grabbing my bag and running as fast as I can towards the trees.

Woah. I really like writing action scenes. :D

I want to keep writing, but my wrists are tired.

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