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"Annie, are you okay?" He whispered softly as I followed him onto the train. "Annie?"

I didn't answer, watching ahead, my head jumbled with thoughts. What would it be like when I get to Twelve? Did I kill their tributes? I don't think so...

-I sat at the Careers table, watching the other tributes that sat at smaller tables. I looked into the dark corner in front of me and saw the intelligent grey eyes of the District Twelve girl. I smiled slightly and waved quickly, hoping the other Careers didn't see.

She looked away abruptly and whispered to her district partner. I looked at both of them closely. They looked very close, both with grey eyes, dark brown hair, and the same tan skin. They were both very skinny from hunger, like most of the kids in Twelve.

When lunch was over, we went back into the training center. I walked over to the two, smiling slightly. They were at the spear station, practicing together. They weren't very good at it. " Hello?" I whispered softly.

The girl looked at me, eyes widening. "Hey, look, it's Four."

The boy smiled slightly, "Whatcha doing here?" He asked, eyes flashing dangerously.

I looked at them, "I wanted to know your names..." I sighed, looking down.

The girl laughed, "Do you really care?" She said sadly. "None of us will win."

"I guess." I whispered and walked away.-

I sat down when Finnick guided me to my seat. I stared out the window and Finnick sat across from me quietly. "So, Annie. What are you going to say to the People of Twelve?"

I watched ahead quietly, wondering the same. What would I say? There was nothing to say, I had no contact with their tributes other than that one talk.

I didn't really have contact with anyone but Vetro, Diamond, and the one who killed Vetro.

This was going to be a very long week, isn't it?

When we got to Twelve, the stylist attacked me, exactly like they had before my Games. They got to work, complaining about how I hadn't "cared" for myself as I should have since they last saw me.

-It was the night of the interviews. I stood in front of a mirror, watching my dress twirl around just above the floor. It was very simple- a long, white halter top dress. My hair was done up beautifully.

I heard a soft knock on the door. I turned to see who it was. Finnick stood there, watching me. "Hey..." He smiled slightly, looking over the dress quietly.

"Finnick, would you leave? You won't ever see any more of me and I know you were against this dress." I turned away from him, hoping he'd leave.

"Annie... I chose this design." He hesitated. "I wanted you to look more innocent, maybe people would like you more." He turned and left, closing the door gently.

I followed him a couple minutes later, wondering why Finnick Odair would want me to look innocent.-

Soon enough, the stylists were finished. "You look magnificent, darling." She smiled widely and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the large mirror. I was dressed in white again, this looked more like a silk towel thrown around my body. I'm guessing Finnick didn't have a say in this dress.

"Do you like it sweetheart?" one of the stylists asked cautiously.

I stared at the mirror quietly. I heard footsteps shuffle to the door. Silence. Then the door opened and one person came out. "Hey, Annie. Come on, it's starting."

He pulled me down the many halls of District Twelve's Justice Building. I could hear the faint sound of cheering, slowly getting louder with ever step I took. I wanted to turn back and hide but just as I finally got the courage to do it, the large front doors were open and I stepped into the sunlight of Twelve's main square.

The cheers, though fake, were loud and defeaning. I heard screaming, though, and soon I saw the ground coming towards me. I hit my head and felt the pain slash through my head. Only then, before I went unconscious, did I realized that the screams were mine.

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