I really wanted to update, because I'm looking forward to writing the Hunger Games. Here goes nothing!

I rolled over in bed and checked the clock. I had to get up soon. I groaned, and sat up. Rubbing my eyes, I noticed I wasn't in Gran's shack. Then, everything came back to me.

The Hunger Games was today. Today was the start of the last days of my life. I felt like crying, but I got up and headed to the dining room. I didn't enjoy the food as usual, and Alfie kept checking to see the time. It was ten minutes before we had to leave. Again, I felt like crying, but that wasn't what strong people did. Effie was overjoyed, talking about how I'd tear up the arena and how proud she was of us.

"Effie?" Katniss asked. "Yes?" she squealed. "SHUT UP." "Oh…" I laughed, and got up to get more orange juice when Ashe and Portia came in. "It's time," they said in perfect synchronization.

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The outfit I had to wear was similar to Katniss's first Hunger Games. I had green skintight pants, a black tank top, and black sneakers. "Good luck," Ashe whispered, and put something around my neck. I looked down and saw my Eye of Horus necklace around my neck. I was about to cry now. I hugged Ashe. "This won't be the last time I'll see you," he whispered into my ear. I just shook my head. "You're right. You'll just be relaxing at home watching me." I stepped into the tube and mouthed, "Thank you," before I was shot up. I could swear he raised his three middle fingers to me before I reached the arena.

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60. 59. 58… the electronic voice counted down. I scoped the landscape. It was very mountainous, with a river flowing horizontally parallel to the Cornucopia, which was piled high with supplies. Beyond the river was a thick, dark wood.

I took a deep breath, and took a running position. 15…14…. I checked where Alfie was. He was on the outermost ring, while I was center to the Cornucopia. I envied his position, and it would be harder for me to reach him without getting involved with the action.

3…2…beep! The alarm sounded. Before I knew what I was doing, I was already sprinting, grabbing a water bottle and a blanket and racing over to Alfie.

Somebody knocked me off my feet. I looked up and a split second later a spear landed where I was just before. The girl from District Two was about to make another attack, when I threw my water bottle in her face. Before she could register that it wasn't life threatening, I took off, dragging Alfie off his podium and across the stream.

As soon as I was sure that we were deep enough, I threw him off to the side. I would meet up with him later, but right now I needed to be alone.

Footsteps. Someone was following me. I veered off to the right, and zigzagged through the woods. I bounded through the dark, damp wood, panting but not slowing down. I found a boulder formation, and quickly dived behind it. I looked up to see Alfie and Ron, the boy from District 1, looking around, trying to find me. "I don't know where she went!" Alfie exclaimed, holding his bloodied face. Ron sighed, and pushed him to the side. "Maybe…" he started nearing my hiding place, but I quickly picked up a fairly good sized rock and threw it without him noticing to the right. As soon as he heard that clunk, he raced off after it, leaving Alfie behind.

As soon as the Career was a fair distance away, I stood up and brushed myself off. Alfie saw me, and instantly squirmed away. "Relax," I whispered, offering my hand, "We're allies, aren't we?" He took it reluctantly, and I led him back around the boulders. "Why did you leave me?" he asked, still holding what I now noticed was a cut. "You were moving too slowly. Did Ron do that to you?" I asked, moving his hand away. "Yeah, he said he'd kill me if I didn't give him a lead on you." "Well, where there's one Career, there is bound to be more. We have to get moving, I said. I started running again, and Alfie was on my tail. We both ran to the left, trying to get far away from Ron.

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The light slowly faded, until it was hunted by the shadowy tendrils of darkness. As the light was just begun to stop fighting against the blackness, we had stopped running. Well, Alfie had stopped running. I wanted to keep going, but he complained of blood loss so many times that I feared people would hear him.

"I need food," he groaned. "Alfie you had a good breakfast. What we really need is water," I said, swallowing loudly. "Whatever," he said. "Well, we need to find a place to rest. Katniss had rested in the branches…" I trailed off, but he held up his hand. "No, I am not going to climb trees. I'm scared of heights." I sighed, and said, "I'll be right back. If you hear even a branch snap, run." I headed off, and traveled a little bit until I reached another boulder formation, but this time it looked like there was an avalanche. I scrambled up a big boulder, and found a little crevice. I could barely make it through by bringing my knees to my chest and shuffling my feet, but I eventually made it to the end of the crevice. Instead of just soil like I expected, it was actually a small cave, just big enough to fit two bodies in it. I quickly exited, and told Alfie.

After getting situated in the cave, I took off the sleeping bag that I had been carrying on my shoulders by the straps attached to it, and by the little light left, I quickly tore off a piece of it and gave it to Alfie. He just held it quietly to his face, intent on watching the night, hoping for a report.

Finally, night fell. It was empty for a moment, but then the national anthem started playing. The night flickered to life, and the first face to show was thankfully not from District 1 or 3, but 5. Both from 5 had died, as well as the boy from 6, both from 7 and both people from 8. Then, they flashed ten. Alfie sucked in a deep breath, but it was the girl, not Jerome. He exhaled slowly.

The girl from eleven was able to make it through but not the boy, and of course that was the end. The anthem played again, and the projection disappeared. Both Alfie and I exhaled loudly, which was stupid, because anyone could be around.

I mentally tallied up the number of deaths. It was nine in all. The Capitol was used to more deaths in bloodbaths, and would be screaming for more people dead. I sighed, and flopped down on my sleeping bag. This was going to be the end of me.

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