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At first I just stand there in shock. I can't process it in my mind.

I am a tribute in The Hunger Games.

I hold my fists at my sides and slowly walk up to the stage as Effie says my name again.

"Primrose Everdeen?"

Just wait, Effie. I'm coming. Coming to my death.

"Prim!" I hear a strangled cry of a beautiful girl in the front.

Katniss.

"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!"

No, she can't. She just can't! I have to go. Primrose Everdeen. I love her too much, she can't die. I would never be able to live with myself. I can't let her do this. Just as she tries to hold me back, I say in my soft voice,

"No, Katniss. It's okay. I will go in the Games."

Katniss is crying so hard, I've never seen her so upset. She won't let me do this, but a bubbly, repulsing voice bellows,

"Erm, Katniss, is it? I believe Miss Everdeen has the right to overpower any volunteer. Am I correct?" She looks over at the Mayor and he gives a small nod.

"Yes. Come along dear, come on!"

Katniss continues to cry and is starting to grab my shoulders, but I see strong hands hold her back. Gale.

"Catnip, it's okay. Everything is going to be alright."

She rests her head on his chest, and I realize I have done the right thing. Now they can be together.

I take my place on the stage and stare out into the crowd. Every eye seems either to be on me, or Katniss. We are both very brave.

"Lovely! Ok, boys, your turn!"

Effie says through a smile. She reaches into the ball and grabs a name at the bottom.

"Peeta Mellark."

Who? I don't know. I just can't stop thinking about myself, and all the sadness and horror hanging over my head. My vision is blurred through my teary eyes, but I recognize this blue eyed, blonde haired boy. He walks up to the stage from around the same place as Katniss, so he must be sixteen too. I see some of the girls start to sob, a lot of girls must like him. But there is something else I recognize. I feel like I see his face all the time, but I am fairly certain I have never met this boy before.

Then I realize, he's the baker's son.

Every once and a while, Katniss sends me over to the bakery to trade her squirrels. I never mind because I always have a good time with the baker. He usually makes me laugh, and if his wife isn't around, he slips me a fresh loaf of bread or a small cake. He really cares.

The mayor reads a long, boring Treaty of Treason, and eventually Peeta and I are left to shake hands. He holds my small hand in his own, his being so much bigger. He gives me a small smile, and I just let one end of my mouth rise. I can hardly feel happy.

We are led into the Justice Building, the same one where Katniss received an "award" for my father's death. The reason I don't like this building.

They throw me in a small room, and I am led to a soft, purple chair made of velvet, I recognize from my mother's dress she had on.

The first people to come in are Katniss and my mother. I immediately stand up and run into Katniss' arms, who wrap around me in a warm embrace. This is so hard for both of us.

"Katniss, I love you so much. I couldn't have asked for a better sister. Thank you for trying to volunteer for me, but I couldn't let you. I have to go, Katniss."

She pulls back and holds my shoulders in her hands, looking at me.

"I know Prim. It's ok. Now, you have to listen, to me, alright?"

I give a nod, taking in every word she tells me about how to survive, and gives me a lecture on how to use a bow.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes." Even though she talked so fast and I already forget half she said, I have to reassure her.

The Peacekeeper gives a warning knock on the door, so signal I only have a short amount of time left. I realize I haven't even spoken to my mother, and I turn to her. She grabs me and hugs me until it's time for them to go.
"I love you. I love you all so much!" I continue to say that before the door is about to close, but I hear the words that I would have never expected, but I will carry them with me forever.

"I can't wait until you come home." And then, Katniss is out the door.

I can't wait until you come home.

She can't think I actually have a chance. With all the strong tributes, I'll probably die on the first day. But I can't go down without a fight.

Throughout the hour, some friends from school come in, the Baker, and Gale come in to see me. But I have something I need to say to Gale.

"Prim, just know that I love you. No matter what. I love all the Everdeen girls." He kisses my forehead and hands me a small locket with an H on it.

"Will you wear it in the arena? It was my great grandmothers and it passed down through the family. I would give it to Posy, but it would mean more to me if you wore it."

It was beautiful, made of a fake gold, of course, but it looked so real.

"Of course." He hugs me and the Peacekeepers at the door.

"Goodbye, Prim." He is just about to leave when I call out to him.

"Gale, wait." He turns his head back to me and I continue,

"Will you ask Katniss to marry you? Well, in a couple years in mean? I would be so much happier knowing that she is with you." I even smile at the thought of it.

"You know something, Prim? I was already planning on it." He smiled and I did back.

He was gone, but I feel like everything was perfect. I know I was right to go into the Games.

Peeta Mellark and I are led to go onto the train, and I see that he has red eyes. I feel bad for him, he seems very upset. I run up to him and reach out my hand for support. It's weak, but it's all I can do. He looks at me, unsure, but them takes my hand in his. When he smiles at me, I can't help but notice how cute he is.

No. I can't have a crush on the boy I have to kill!

But I let it happen. I've never liked a boy before, and since I can count my days, I might as well enjoy it.