I am so sorry! I know it's been so long and i apologize for not writing! I hope that you can forgive me! I'm so grateful for all of the followers and comments on my story that i just had to write. ❤
Katniss pov
I follow Effie down the hallway with Peeta following behind.
Why?
Why is this world so cruel? Why did me and Peeta have to be torn apart and then thrown together just to kill each other?
Because of the capital.
Because of the sadistic minds of those who enjoy watching children fight to the death. Because their sick.
And because of President Snow.
We are about to reach the dining room when Effie whirls around and screeches. "Oh my! You haven't showered Or dressed yet! It's already 9:02! Hurry hurry! Back to your rooms!
After I figure out how to work the showers I find the clothes Cinna must have laid out. Black trousers and a maroon tunic with leather boots. I braid my hair down my back like usual. I make my way down to the dining room to find everyone but Peeta's there already, I fill my plate with food, I load my plate with eggs, sausages, batter cakes covered in thick orange preserves, and slices of pale purple melon. As I gorge myself I watch as the sun rises over the capital. I have a second plate of hot grain smothered in beef stew. Finally, I fill a plate with rolls and dip them in hot chocolate the way Peeta did.
I look up when I hear the doors slide open and Peeta walks in. He is wearing the exact same thing as me. This twins act is going to blow up in our faces once the games begin. Yes, I want to save his life but we can't always be together or the same. If only.
I'm nervous about the training. There will be three days in which all the tributes practice together. On the last afternoon, we'll each get a chance to perform in private before the Gamemakers. The thought of meeting the other tributes face-to-face makes me queasy.
After Haymitch is done eating he leans on his elbows, "So, let's get down to business. Training. First off, if you like, I'll coach you separately. Decide now."
"Why would you coach us separately?" I ask.
"Say if you had a secret skill you didn't want the other to know about," Haymitch says.
I don't know. I can't get any closer.
"I don't have any skills," Peeta says, "and I'm pretty sure I know yours, I went with you and your dad enough times to know that."
"I don't know." I look at Haymitch.
Peeta sighs, "katniss? Are you still mad at me? Because seriously i-"
"It has nothing to do with that." I cut him off harshly. "I just- I just"
What I want to say is I just got you and I'm not losing you. But I'm not good with my emotions and I'm definitely not saying that in front of Haymitch.
Barely above a whisper I hear Peeta, "it's okay. I understand," he looks up, right into my eyes, "it's only business. Nothing more. We're nothing."
"Peeta i-"
"No katniss I get it. Just answer his question."
I want to take it all back but I can't. The pained look on his face makes my heart clench.
Decide now. It doesn't matter.
"You can coach us together."
"All right, so give me some idea of what you can do," says Haymitch.
"I can't do anything," says Peeta. "Unless you count chopping wood or breaking boulders open."
"Sorry I don't. Katniss. I already know you're handy with a knife." Haymitch says.
"Not really, that's Peeta but I can hunt, with a bow and arrow."
I hear Peeta scoff, "That was eight years ago."
"So, there's something called muscle memory." I argue.
Haymitch takes this time to but in, "Stop bickering" He snaps.
I don't listen. "Did you not hear yourself Peeta? You said that you chop wood which obviously means trees which aren't easy," he's about to cut in but I put my hand up, "also splitting open boulders? You're as strong as an ox! You used to wrestle when we were little so don't take that out of it, also it doesn't matter if you haven't wielded a knife in eight years, you were a master at it! You could easily get a handle on it once you practice. Plus you're strong which gives you an advantage over most of the other tributes. If i get in a fight i'm dead!" By the end of my rant Peeta is already saying, "Oh please, when was the last time someone got into a brawl in The Hunger Games? And what about you?! You're an amazing shot with a bow. You can shoot a squirrel through the eye from a distance most people can't even see one. Yeah and you can hunt which gives you the advantage over everybody, even the careers who get all their food from the cornucopia."
Haymitch uses the pause to speak, "Will both of you shut up? Good. Now first Peeta, katniss is right, never rule out strength, that's always good to have and even though there's not always hand to hand combat in the arena it's definitely good to know how to fight. And second, Katniss, i can't say that there'll be a bow in the there but knowing how to hunt is a good way to stay alive, now are we done with you two trying to argue who's better?" Haymitch glares at us, i slouch down in my seat and fold my arms like an annoyed child while peeta nods.
"Now tell me your plan? I would like to know because while most kids go into the arena they want to come out alive. You two on the other hand seem to want to do everything backwards."
Peeta says it before i even get the chance to speak, "Katniss is going to be the victor."
"No I am not. You're living not me." I snap.
"Damn it, stop making it so much harder than it already is! You're not dying! You have an entire family to go back to! What do i have? Nothing! I have no one! In case you haven't noticed Katniss my family's dead!" I'm shocked at first by Peeta's out burst and cursing.
Softly i say, "You have me…"
"Not if you're dead." Peeta states.
"Peeta." I look into his blue eyes. "I can't lose you. You don't know what happened to me when you left. It…" my lower lips starts to tremble and i hate how emotional I'm being. Especially in front of Haymitch who of all people i never want to see me cry.
Haymitch sighs, "We'll talk about this later. Right now we're going to talk about strategy. How you're going to act around the other tributes. Then Effie's going to take you down to the training center where you'll be introduced to your fellow tributes and get better at your skills."
I am so sorry! I know it's been so long and i apologize for not writing! I hope that you can forgive me! I'm so grateful for all of the followers and comments on my story that i just had to write. ❤
Katniss pov
I follow Effie down the hallway with Peeta following behind.
Why?
Why is this world so cruel? Why did me and Peeta have to be torn apart and then thrown together just to kill each other?
Because of the capital.
Because of the sadistic minds of those who enjoy watching children fight to the death. Because their sick.
And because of President Snow.
We are about to reach the dining room when Effie whirls around and screeches. "Oh my! You haven't showered Or dressed yet! It's already 9:02! Hurry hurry! Back to your rooms!
After I figure out how to work the showers I find the clothes Cinna must have laid out. Black trousers and a maroon tunic with leather boots. I braid my hair down my back like usual. I make my way down to the dining room to find everyone but Peeta's there already, I fill my plate with food, I load my plate with eggs, sausages, batter cakes covered in thick orange preserves, and slices of pale purple melon. As I gorge myself I watch as the sun rises over the capital. I have a second plate of hot grain smothered in beef stew. Finally, I fill a plate with rolls and dip them in hot chocolate the way Peeta did.
I look up when I hear the doors slide open and Peeta walks in. He is wearing the exact same thing as me. This twins act is going to blow up in our faces once the games begin. Yes, I want to save his life but we can't always be together or the same. If only.
I'm nervous about the training. There will be three days in which all the tributes practice together. On the last afternoon, we'll each get a chance to perform in private before the Gamemakers. The thought of meeting the other tributes face-to-face makes me queasy.
After Haymitch is done eating he leans on his elbows, "So, let's get down to business. Training. First off, if you like, I'll coach you separately. Decide now."
"Why would you coach us separately?" I ask.
"Say if you had a secret skill you didn't want the other to know about," Haymitch says.
I don't know. I can't get any closer.
"I don't have any skills," Peeta says, "and I'm pretty sure I know yours, I went with you and your dad enough times to know that."
"I don't know." I look at Haymitch.
Peeta sighs, "katniss? Are you still mad at me? Because seriously i-"
"It has nothing to do with that." I cut him off harshly. "I just- I just"
What I want to say is I just got you and I'm not losing you. But I'm not good with my emotions and I'm definitely not saying that in front of Haymitch.
Barely above a whisper I hear Peeta, "it's okay. I understand," he looks up, right into my eyes, "it's only business. Nothing more. We're nothing."
"Peeta i-"
"No katniss I get it. Just answer his question."
I want to take it all back but I can't. The pained look on his face makes my heart clench.
Decide now. It doesn't matter.
"You can coach us together."
"All right, so give me some idea of what you can do," says Haymitch.
"I can't do anything," says Peeta. "Unless you count chopping wood or breaking boulders open."
"Sorry I don't. Katniss. I already know you're handy with a knife." Haymitch says.
"Not really, that's Peeta but I can hunt, with a bow and arrow."
I hear Peeta scoff, "That was eight years ago."
"So, there's something called muscle memory." I argue.
Haymitch takes this time to but in, "Stop bickering" He snaps.
I don't listen. "Did you not hear yourself Peeta? You said that you chop wood which obviously means trees which aren't easy," he's about to cut in but I put my hand up, "also splitting open boulders? You're as strong as an ox! You used to wrestle when we were little so don't take that out of it, also it doesn't matter if you haven't wielded a knife in eight years, you were a master at it! You could easily get a handle on it once you practice. Plus you're strong which gives you an advantage over most of the other tributes. If i get in a fight i'm dead!" By the end of my rant Peeta is already saying, "Oh please, when was the last time someone got into a brawl in The Hunger Games? And what about you?! You're an amazing shot with a bow. You can shoot a squirrel through the eye from a distance most people can't even see one. Yeah and you can hunt which gives you the advantage over everybody, even the careers who get all their food from the cornucopia."
Haymitch uses the pause to speak, "Will both of you shut up? Good. Now first Peeta, katniss is right, never rule out strength, that's always good to have and even though there's not always hand to hand combat in the arena it's definitely good to know how to fight. And second, Katniss, i can't say that there'll be a bow in the there but knowing how to hunt is a good way to stay alive, now are we done with you two trying to argue who's better?" Haymitch glares at us, i slouch down in my seat and fold my arms like an annoyed child while peeta nods.
"Now tell me your plan? I would like to know because while most kids go into the arena they want to come out alive. You two on the other hand seem to want to do everything backwards."
Peeta says it before i even get the chance to speak, "Katniss is going to be the victor."
"No I am not. You're living not me." I snap.
"Damn it, stop making it so much harder than it already is! You're not dying! You have an entire family to go back to! What do i have? Nothing! I have no one! In case you haven't noticed Katniss my family's dead!" I'm shocked at first by Peeta's out burst and cursing.
Softly i say, "You have me…"
"Not if you're dead." Peeta states.
"Peeta." I look into his blue eyes. "I can't lose you. You don't know what happened to me when you left. It…" my lower lips starts to tremble and i hate how emotional I'm being. Especially in front of Haymitch who of all people i never want to see me cry.
Haymitch sighs, "We'll talk about this later. Right now we're going to talk about strategy. How you're going to act around the other tributes. Then Effie's going to take you down to the training center where you'll be introduced to your fellow tributes and get better at your skills."