Chapter 8 Katniss POV DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES. :(

The games are starting tody. Peeta offered to walk me home,but I rejected him. I feel bad about it. But, insted I offered him to come over later and walk me to the square to

watch the games. I don't want to watch it with my mother and Prim tonight. Peeta comes and takes me to the Square. "How's everything Kat?" he asked. His eyes so blue

and his face so handsome. I never felt liked this about a boy. "Good, things are better," I say, giving a half smile. We make it to the Square where they have the massive

screens out and seats ready for us to take them. Me and Peeta sit next to each other and wait for the countdown till' the tributes come up on the plates. The parade and

interviews and training scores passed. I didn't pay much attention to them, but I heard Lilly-Ann, our girl tribute got a 7 and Our boy tribute, Allen, got a 5. The countdown has

begun. I look at the arena. Its full of trees. Forest, just like the ones in District 12. There is a lake and the Golden cornicopia stands in the middle. The countdown goes to

ten. I hold my breath. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. The tributes take off. Lilly -Ann finds a knife and runs into a girl from District 4. The girl throws a spear but, Lilly-Ann is smart and fast. She

hits the ground and takes one of her knifes and throws it in the girls heart. I gasp at the momment. Lilly-Ann didn't show she was good with knifes. She runs into the woods

grabing a small yellow pack with her. The rest is a blood-bath. Cato, a boy from District 1, is killing left from right. He forms an alliance with the other carrers. I havn't seen our

boy Tribute Allen. I will know when the night is over. 2 hours in the games and we are watching Foxface, a girl form District 5, settle in for the night. We find out that 12

people have died. 12 more to go. Peeta and I look at eachother. The things I saw on the screen were too bloody for words. The boy from Distcrict 6 scared me. Cato chopped

him in pieces. The blood gushed from his skull as the rest of his body shook out blood and intrails. Cato wasn't even affected. In fact he smiled. If I was in the arena with him,

I would be terrifed. Allen made it. Turns out, he made a camp at a cave and has been in safty...for now. I take my eyes from the screen and really take a look at Peeta. I look

down and realize we have been holding hands all this time.

Gales POV.

I take out my bow. The games are playing back over the gate. I don't want to see them. I go into the woods and hunt insted. Katniss has been ignoring me. I have been

avoiding her. Why did I mess things up? I look at the sunset orange sky. I sit in a field and just think. I think about Katniss, and Peeta. Peeta. He is the reason me and

Katniss can't be together. I ball up my fist at the thought. Peeta is one of my best friends. Why can't we just be best friends again? I get up and make my way out the

woods empty handed. I have to go see Katniss and apologize to her. I have to make things right. I start to walk to Katniss' house. But I stop in my tracks. I see Katniss

and Peeta walking back on the trail. I hide behind a tree. What are they doing together? I can hear what they are saying. "So should we do this again sometime? The

games and.-" Peeta gets cut of by Catnip. She laughs. "I didn't know we were," She says happily,but in an awkward tone. I havn't seen Katniss like this. Ever. She goes in

front of her house and turns towards Peeta. Peeta looks at her, and she hugs him. Hugs him! I knew they had something for each other. She walks back into her house

and I see Peeta with a smile on his face. This is outragous! When did they start going out? Where were they watching the games? Katniss always watches them at home

with Prim. I have to find out all of this. Not tonight, I tell myself. I will find out tommorow. I get myself together and walk away, wondering when I got so un-me. I think I love

Katniss.

I know that was short. I will write more tommorow. And again sorry for the spelling errors. My computer doesn't have spell cheack But, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! They mean soo much. And I am writing a post-Mocking Jay story :) called Burning Ashes.