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I pat my hair to make sure it's smooth as I walk to the town square. Interviews are today. I can't even describe how anxious I am. Just another day closer to the actual Hunger Games.

After much consideration, I decided I would watch the interviews with the Everdeens. I just don't want to face this alone. I need someone. Anyone.

I enter the town square and take a deep breath. I have to fake a polite attitude. I can't be too happy, but I can't be too glum. I have to be happy for Katniss, but I also have to be sad that she's in the Hunger Games. Tricky, but I think I can handle it. I'm good at pretending

People crowd around the screen, all waiting for the words of our very own tributes. I easily spot the Everdeens in the very front row. The Hawthornes are right next to them, as usual. I also see Gale. Gale and I have been nicer to each other. Almost on a friendly basis. Almost. Maybe a little less than almost.

"Hello," I say to Prim and Mrs. Everdeen.

"Hi," they welcome back. Prim hugs me as does Mrs. Everdeen. I say hello to the Hawthornes, too. They say hello to me, too.

I stand by Gale. He doesn't seem surprised that I chose a spot next to him. "Wasn't your aunt in the Hunger Games?"

What? That was random… "Yeah." Where did that come from?

"Mrs. Everdeen was telling me about her pin. Is the pin…?"

I nod. "It was Maysilee's," I say simply.

"A Mockingjay seems to be a funny thing to put on a pin."

"Mockingjays outsmarted the Capitol. Maysilee tried to outsmart the Capitol the best she could. Katniss will outsmart the Capitol. Doesn't seem odd to me at all."

Gale raises his eyebrows at me. "You're not the person I thought you were."

Well, duh. He expected me to be a narrow minded brat. I decide to give him a harder time. "In what way?"

"Oh, you know what I mean, Undersee." I smile and there's a hint of a smile on his face, too.

"You're not as angry and intimidating as I originally thought." I look at him to see his expression. His smile becomes a tiny bit bigger.

"Thanks. I'll take that as compliment." I giggle, something I haven't done in the longest time. It feels foreign, but not unwelcome.

We wait for the interviews when realization hits. Gale Hawthorne just made me laugh. Gale…made me laugh. Gale! The idea seems so unlikely, but it did happen.

The screen flashes on. It shows Caesar Flickerman. He smiles and riles up the crowd. The Capitol is cheering, but our district remains silent. We were forced to come whether we wanted to or not.

District 1 is up first and the tributes are intimidating, but I know Katniss and Peeta can take them. There's no doubt in my mind.

The District 2 tributes, though, scare me, the boy especially. He's brutal, bloody Cato. That's what they call him anyway. I can see why. His district partner is tinier, but she's about as scary as he is.

The rest are ordinary. No one else makes an impression. Some tributes smile, some don't. Some tributes try to appear nice, some don't bother. As the interviews continue, the better I feel that Katniss and Peeta are going to win. Well, one of them is.

District 11 comes on, and I see Rue's perfect little face. Caesar asks her simple questions. She says she's a gatherer. Her answer doesn't surprise me. I don't see her killing a single soul.

I don't know if I could do it. Kill someone. I would be taking someone's life. They'll never see another sunrise. They'll never live another day. Their families will suffer all because of something I did. I don't think I could do something like that to another human being, no matter their past.

The boy from her district, Thresh, barely says a word. He nods or doesn't even answer some questions. I can see that Caesar is struggling, trying to get the silent boy to talk. He's relieved when the next interviewee is up.

Katniss stumbles into the seat next to Caesar. She's nervous. I can tell. She's also stunning. The dress makes her shine. I don't know if she realizes this.

Her nervousness really shows during her interview. She eventually warms up, though. She's giggling, smiling, and seems to be enjoying herself. She shows the Capitol her dress. It's another fire dress. The fire concept scares me, really. She doesn't seem scared, though.

I look at Gale. His face is emotionless. He doesn't seem to be eating her interview up like the Capitol is. The Capitol is loving her. They're cheering and screaming her name.

Caesar asks her if her sister visited her.

"Yes."

"What did you say to her in the end?"

"I told her that I would try to win. I would try to win for her."

"Try you will." He stands and raises Katniss' hand over her head as the crowd cheers their hardest. "Katniss Everdeen, the Girl on Fire!"

I look at Gale again. There is a glint in his eye. I know what that means. He knows Katniss is still there. Deep down, she's still the same girl. The Capitol can't take that away from her.

The district cheers for her, too. Peeta is up next. He strides to sit in the seat next to Caesar. Their interview is easy. Peeta is easy to talk to. The Capitol is just eating him up.

Caesar eventually asks if Peeta has a girlfriend. My stomach twists in ways I never knew it could. What will he say?

Peeta taps his foot nervously. "No."

I have to say I'm disappointed and relieved at the same time. He didn't say I was the love of his life, but he didn't say he loved anyone else, either. His interview is not over, though.

"A handsome lad like you? I don't buy it for a second. Do you," he asks the crowd. The crowd screams their opinion.

"Well, there is this one girl, but I'm pretty sure she didn't know I was alive before the Reaping." What? I knew he was alive. We were best friends…

"So, here's what you do. You win, you go home. She can't turn you down then." The crowd agrees with Caesar. Peeta's face begins to turn red. I would've dated him if he didn't win.

"Winning…won't help in my case."

The crowd is confused, as am I. My stomach begins to twist again. No, Peeta. You love me. You love me! Say it! Please, just say it.

"Because…because…she came here with me."

Shock overtakes me. As realization hits, I take off to an unknown destination. It wouldn't have been bad if he was lying. If he was just entertaining the crowd. It could all be a show. Just a performance. I know if Peeta is lying or not.

I know he was telling the truth. That's what hurts the most.

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