Hey guys! Chapter 4 YAY! Thank you so much for all the support and feedback. I was telling my friends that I'm writing this story and about how you guys reviewed and one of them said "wait, they actually liked it?". Great friends I have right? Well, hope you enjoy the chapter!
Prim's POV
I got to ride in a car! A real fancy shmancy car, it was awesome! I know it really isn't that exciting, but when you have only ever walked anywhere, it's pretty cool. We don't talk much during the ride, I think there is still some tension between Peeta and Haymitch. We arrive at the train station and immediately 10 cameras are trained on my face, recording every single movement I make. I start smiling and try to mask my fear and show how excited I am to go to the Capitol. That quickly fades when I start wishing the people of the capitol didn't enjoy watching kids fight to the death so much. Thinking this brings tears to my eyes and I stop dead in my tracks, hoping I don't faint.
"Are you OK?", Peeta asks, grabbing my shoulder to steady me. Staring into his eyes gives me a chance to realize we have the same blue eyes and blond hair. This only makes me think of my mother, her and I are such outcasts with our looks living in the Seam. I mean she was a merchant's daughter so it makes sense we don't have the gray eyes, black hair, and more olive colored skin that people of the Seam have. It makes me feel good to be with someone I fit in with.
"Ya, thanks", I finally reply after a few moments. I keep walking, still deep in thought. My mind wanders back to my heartfelt goodbyes. Rory, one of Gale's younger brothers, who is about my age, came to say goodbye to me. We have kinda been dating, I guess. So when he was finished talking he kissed me, for the first time ever. Knowing I will never be able to have a life with him, let alone see him again, brings a whole new batch of tears streaking down my face. I start to breakdown and Peeta has to practically carry me the rest of the way to the train. I don't care if all the crying made me look weak, it helps me deal with my emotions. Man, I must sound really pathetic right now.
The train is absolutely amazing. Peeta, Haymitch, Effie, and I sit in a small compartment to watch the recaps of the reapings. The moment they start showing the District One tributes being called I tense up and get scared. I curl myself up in the corner of the sofa looking absolutely distraught with terror, when unexpectedly I feel a pair of warm arms wrap around me. At first I flinch but then look up and see Peeta smiling down at me, I relax a little. Since I don't have any older brothers and my dad died when I was younger it feels good to have a pair of strong arms keeping me safe again. I snuggle into them, feeling like a little kid again. I quietly stare at the television, watching district by district, kid after kid being drawn to be sent to the arena. I'm about to doze off when the girl from District Eleven gets called. She's a twelve-year-old like me and besides having dark skin and hair she reminds me of myself. Eventually, we reach the District Twelve reaping. Me, screaming my head off when I'm called. Katniss frozen in place, until she crumples to the ground and starts yelling at herself like she belongs in an asylum. After this Peeta carries me as if I were a baby, back to my room, tucks me in, whispers goodnight, and kisses my forehead. All throughout the day I have felt like such a child, vulnerable and weak. I suddenly notice I'm still clutching my mockingjay pin in my fist. I slowly remove it from my hand realizing it has pierced deep into my palm. I'm so tired the pain barely even phases me. I simply grab a tissue from nightstand and wrap my hand in it. 'I will fix it in the morning' I tell myself as I drift off to sleep with the pin now secured on my pjs. But waiting till morning might not have been the best idea. As I wake up and start unwrapping my hand, I see it has become infected and quite inflamed. So maybe District Twelve isn't the cleanest place in the world (especially the Seam), but I never thought something like this would happen. I start panicking and scurry around my room, trying to figure out what to do.
"Time to get up, up, up.", Effie trills. "It's going to be a big, big, day.", I go to the bathroom and quickly wash up, being very cautious of my hand. Once I'm ready, I discover a first aid kit and wrap my hand up, hoping no one will notice at breakfast. But of course the odds aren't in my favor, so the minute I walk in Peeta sees it and starts flipping out.
"Prim! What happened? Are you OK?", Peeta screams, so practically the whole train can hear.
"Would you quiet down!", Haymitch exclaims, obviously hungover. "Some of us are still trying to wake up!". Well at least Haymitch didn't seemed too worried.
"How did this happen?", Peeta asks frantically. I explain the story about the pin and by the end he is almost in tears.
"I'm fine, really. It's not that bad, it's just a little cut.", I say calmly, trying not to get Peeta anymore worked up.
"No, it's not! You have blood poisoning!", he yells, pushing up my sleeve to reveal red streaks crawling all the way up my arm. How could I have missed it? We have had people come to the house with blood poisoning, they always die. You need special, very expensive medicine from the Capitol to cure it. I'm terrified now. I'm in danger of dying and the games haven't even begun.
Hope you guys liked it! Scary isn't it? What will happen to Prim? Well I'm sorry to say you will have to wait because tomorrow is my birthday party! I will try to update saturday but no promises, and sunday is my actual birthday, so the earliest I can absolutely guarantee an update is Mon. Starting this weekend is VACATION! So I hope to update everyday, maybe even more! Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks!