A/N: OMG! It's been way too long. I'm really sorry. It's just that… I've discovered Glee. Sam Evans forever! Ok I know. Not a very good excuse, but it's just I never have time because of tests and again Glee and family, since my dog died. But family is gone Glee is done (For now…) and I have my writing mojo. Also I'm writing a TMI fanfic like alternating while doing this. It's really simple actually. It's an AU so they're humans. I guess since it's me it will be OOC but I hope you guys will like it. Basically it's about Clary and Jace have been best friends for a long time and when they entered high school they started dating. In my fanfic they're juniors, and what happens during this story you ask? Clary, unfortunately, ends up pregnant. So yeah I hope it turns out good. Well, enough about TMI back to THG!

Disclaimer: don't own Hunger Games

When the elevator slides open Effie and Haymitch are calling me into the sitting room. I sit in an awkward position while Haymitch drinks and Effie blabbers on about Capitol goods. After fifteen minutes we hear the elevator come up. Katniss must be done. Haymitch calls to her but she runs down to her room. I really couldn't see her well since she was running but I knew she was crying.

What would make her cry? This is Katniss Everdeen we're talking about here. The ruthless hunter who stole my heart. While thinking of all this I didn't notice Effie and Haymitch go to her aid. They knock on her door and I hear her shout "Go Away!"

They keep knocking for a few more minutes to try and get her out but she doesn't. They turn to me and Haymitch says, "Dinner's in an hour, kid." I stare dumbfounded at them as they leave to their own rooms. Eventually after standing a few minutes in the hall I go to my room as well.

**##**

In an hour, I'm showered, fully dressed, and ready for the dinner. I wait a couple of minutes and wait for Effie. During those minutes I play with the window. It's my new favorite thing to do. I hear a soft knock on the door and Effie calls me to eat. I go to the dining room and everyone but Effie and Katniss. I sit down and look down at what we're having. It looks like soup, but when I taste it, it has a salty taste and I know it has some fish in it. Katniss and Effie come in and I notice Katniss isn't talking and not looking at anybody. I suddenly wonder what she did in training. Is that why she was crying? I don't know, but I'm certain that's the reason. The grown-ups begin small talk about weather but all I do is keep my eyes on Katniss. I'm kind of used to it by now. Just staring at her and she never notices, but this time she does.

She looks up and meets my eyes. I try to recover and lift my eyebrow to ask the question. She gives me a little shake of her head and looks back at her soup.

When the main course comes, obviously Haymitch has had enough. "Okay, enough small talk, just how bad were you today?"

I don't want Katniss to be put on the spot so I jump in and save her. "I don't know that it mattered. By the time I showed up, no one even bothered to look at me. They were singing some kind of drinking song, I think. So, I threw around some heavy objects until they told me I could go."

"And you, Sweetheart?" asks Haymitch turning to face her.

I see anger flash in her silver eyes and I know she didn't like being called sweetheart. I'll have to keep that in mind.

Apparently her anger allows her to speak because she says, "I shot an arrow at the Gamemakers."

Everyone at the table stops eating. "You what?" asks Effie terrified.

"I shot an arrow at them. Not exactly at them. In their direction. It's just like Peeta said, I was shooting and they were ignoring me and I just… I just lost my head, so I shot and apple out their stupid roast pig's mouth!" Katniss shouts.

Carefully, Cinna says "And what did they say?"

"Nothing. Or I don't know. I walked out after that," she replies.

"Without being dismissed?" gasps Effie.

"I dismissed myself."

"Well, that's that," says Haymitch suddenly.

"Do you think they'll arrest me?" she asks nervously.

Just imagining peacekeepers taking her away and doing horrible things to her brings a stab of pain to my chest. "Doubt it. Be a pain to replace you at this stage," Haymitch answers and eats a roll.

"What about my family. Will they punish them?" she asks. So that's what she was crying. She was worried for her family. I think about how hard she tried to protect them. Going out into the woods all for them.

"Don't think so. Wouldn't make mush sense. See, they'd have to reveal what happened in the Training Center for it to have worthwhile effect on the population. People would need to know what you did. But they can't since it's secret, so it'd be a waste of effort. More likely they'll make your life a living hell in the arena," answers Haymitch.

"Well, they've already promised to do that to us anyway," I say.

"Very true," says Haymitch. I look over at Katniss and see that she feels better. I smile inwardly to myself. I hear Haymitch laugh and I look at him. "What were their faces like?"

I look at Katniss and her lips twitch up. "Shocked. Terrified. Uh, ridiculous, some of them. One man tripped into a bowl of punch."

Everyone starts laughing except Effie although she's wearing a hint of a smile. "Well, it serves them right. It's their job to pay attention to you. And just because you come from District Twelve is no excuse to ignore you. I'm sorry, but that's what I think."

"I'll get a very bad score," Katniss says

"Scores only matter if they're very good, no one pays much attention to the bad or mediocre ones. For all they know, you could be hiding your talents to get a low score on purpose. People use that strategy," says Portia.

"I hope that's how people interpret the four I'll probably get. If that, really, is anything less impressive than watching a person pick up a heavy ball and throw it a couple yards. One almost landed on my foot," I say. Katniss smiles at me. She starts eating while I have a fuzzy feeling in my stomach.

**##**

When we finish dinner we go to the sitting room to watch to scores. They show a picture of the tribute and then their score. Obviously the careers get above an eight. The little girl from District Eleven gets a seven which surprises Katniss and me.

District Twelve finally comes up and they show my picture. I dig my fingers in the heels of my palm and then my score is shown. Eight. I let out a breath I've been holding. Not great but it's better than a four.

Katniss' picture comes and everyone in the room waits for the scores. Eleven. Wait, what? Eleven? Eleven! Effie lets out a squeal and everyone, including me, congratulates Katniss. "There must be a mistake. How… how could that happen?" she asks Haymitch.

"Guess they liked your temper. They've got a show to put on. They need some players with some heat."

"Katniss, the girl who was on fire," says Cinna giving her a hug. "Oh, wait until you see your interview dress."

"More flames?" she asks.

"Of a sort," he says mischievously.

Katniss and I congratulate each other, which is awkward, but I'm getting used to it.

**##**

I wake up to Effie screaming "Big, Big, Big day!" through my door. I let out a groan but quickly shower and get dressed. When I go to the dining room I notice only Haymitch is there. Perfect now my plan will get some help. "Hey Haymitch," I say awkwardly.

He looks and me and looks me up and down. "Okay, what do you want?" he asks.

"I need your help with something, but I don't want Katniss to know, so I need you to coach me separately," I answer. He looks in my eyes trying to figure out something, but he can't so all he says is, "Fine, But you'll tell me." I nod my head and after I do Katniss walks in.

She eats the lamb stew they've prepared for us and she finally realizes that no one is talking. She drinks her orange juice and then asks, "So, what's going on? You're coaching us on interviews today, right?"

"That's right," answers Haymitch.

"You don't have to wait until I'm done. I can listen and eat at the same time."

"Well, there's been a change of plans. About our current approach," he answers. Please say it nicely Haymitch. Please. I think.

"What's that?" she asks confused.

Haymitch shrugs. "Peeta has asked to be coached separately."

After he says that it's unmistakable to see the hurt and betrayal in her eyes.

I know, I know. That was short and you guys possibly deserved better since I ignored you for 2 months. But I got busy (Again) since I found Rock Horror songs on YouTube (Blame Glee…) so, yeah. Also, I might not update for awhile because of Glee *cough cough*sorry*cough cough* COFA and I don't know if some of you have it but I still have CRCT so sorry. Well, farewell for now. Back to YouTube and Sam ;)

Updated day: March, 5, 2011 :)