A/N: Sorry for the long wait, and a short chapter, please read the authors note at the bottom. Thanks. ENJOY!

...Continuation of Chapter 2

I tried to control myself, but the tears continued to roll down my face. I lay down on the floor crippled, almost as if someone had murdered me. Now that scares me even more. If this is what I'm acting like, just thinking of death, how will i react, when my life actually is threatened?

"Prim..." Peeta whispered, because no one else had said anything.

I didn't answer. Why should I answer him? What does it matter if he is showing compassion now? Later on he's just going to attempt to slaughter me like the rest of the tributes?

"Prim..." Peeta said again.

"It's okay..." Effie repeated annually, trying to calm me down.

Peeta grabbed me, and picked me up, and brought me onto the couch.

"STOP IT! DON'T TOUCH ME!" I shrieked.

I continued to cry and cry and cry. Effie continued to pat my back, and she rubbed my head as if I were a kitten. Peeta then started shushing me, and surprisingly I started to calm down. I took quite a few deep breaths, and then I was finally able to talk.

"You know, if we just gave her some of this alcohol, she would have been much calmer so much sooner." Haymitch said.

Effie and Peeta both threw a glare at Haymitch, with disappointed in their eyes. There gazes redirect themselves back to me within a couple seconds.

"Are you okay?" Peeta asks.

I look up at him and it takes about a minute before I find enough breath for air.

"I...Just...don't want to...die..." I muttered through tears and whimpers.

Effie, Peeta or Haymitch didn't say anything. They knew it was true. I wasn't going to make it back. If you were to ask anyone they would all agree that I would not make it, in an arena full of blood-thirsty tributes.

"I'm here for you." Peeta said.

I was surprised. Peeta? Wanting to be allied with me? A small little twelve year old girl. At first I took it as a compliment, but when Effie also looked at him as a sweetheart, I knew it must have been part of some plan. He wanted to look strong, and reliable, and he wanted sponsors to think he was protecting me. But oh, no. I would rather play this game by myself. My blue eyes narrowed.

"Thanks for the offer Peeta, but i already know who I want as my ally." I said, trying not to make my tone less suspicious.

I let out a few more tears, when I started to remember Katniss, and my mother.

Peeta left, seeming a bit angry, but at the same time he brought Haymitch with him. Good. I thought to myself. I need some time away from the boys.

I couldn't believe where I was. And it was a place where i didn't want to be. It wasn't a satisfying feeling.

Now all who was left was Effie and I. We didn't say much to each other. I think for a first, Effie was really upset. Today, with all of this drama, she seems like a teenager going through all these mood swings. First she seems so excited, and now, she seems so...gloomy. I feel bad; I'm bringing everyone else into what my concerns are.

"Uhm Prim..." Effie says quietly.

I raised my head to see what she wanted.

"Who do you want as an ally?" Effie blurts out, with a look of curiosity to her face.

I knew who I wanted as an ally. That girl from 11, but I was afraid Effie would disapprove of her. I continued to think whether i should tell Effie the truth or not. Then suddenly, it didn't become what others wanted, but what I wanted.

"I want the girl from 11...Rue, I think her name is." I replied to Effie's curiosity.

You could tell she wasn't very pleased with my decision. I looked up at her, and before she could say something; through my eyes she could really tell that this was what I wanted.

"Okay" Effie replied in a light tone.

My mouth transformed from droopy and sad to ecstatic and grateful.

"Thanks Effie" I said, trying to show my appreciation.

Effie just smiled, and laid my head down into her arms and she started combing my hair through her fingers.

Is this really Effie? I thought. She seems so tamed and calm at the moment. Maybe she just acts that way to make the games seem more...pleasant? And so the children don't worry as much. But Effie already knows that I'm already worried. I think by making a fool of myself, drained the happy out of Effie. Either I'm a horrible person, or a miracle worker.

Then the bus arrived to its destination. You would think you would be excited to be in a place where you get to experience new things. Not me. I took in a deep breath, and tried as hard to keep my tears in. To Effie and Haymitch I'm fine with being a terrified wimp, but to the viewers watching, I have to look confident, otherwise I'm not coming home.

Effie then walked to the back of the train, to get Haymitch and Peeta.

"Guys, the train arrived earlier than expected. Were in the capitol." I could faintly hear Effie say.

The capitol.

I took a deep breath in, and while I exhaled I closed my eyes. I thought about all those people that I wish I could have said a last goodbye to, and those people who I wish I could give more than just a goodbye to. The last person who came to my mind was Katniss. I have to stay strong for her; I continued to say in my head. If I die, Katniss is just going to end up like my mother, and I would want that to happen to anyone but Katniss. Katniss is a strong girl with potential. And I love her.

I then stepped out of the train, looking upwards; no stars were visible like they were in district 12. We were surrounded by pink, purple and even rainbow coloured buildings, and people!

I continued to look forward, and the last thing I saw was the immense flashing lights from the heavy, and many cameras.

A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed the chapter, I know that this one wasn't the best chapter, and it's quite short. It's just have you guys ever had that feeling where you don't have any inspiration for a chapter, and you just don't feel confident going into it? Well that's Kind of how I felt while writing this. Anyways, reviews are highly appreciated! Thanks!

~WhatsUrProblem