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Prim sits silently until the peacekeepers enter, and whisk her away to the train. She and Peeta enter the train and Effie greets them. "Hello, hello!" she beams. "The Avox will lead you to your room, where you can prepare for dinner," Effie says. Effie rushes off to ready the table for dinner. The red-headed Avox girl takes Prim and Peeta to different rooms. An Avox is someone who commited a crime. Prim's mother had told her before.
The Avox closes the door behind her, and leaves. Prim examines the room throughly. It was even richer than the Justice Building. The bed was queen sized and neatly made. Prim just couldn't resist, and hopped on. It was much comfortable than the so-called bed back home. Prim then remembered she had to take a shower...?
She had never taken one. The baths at home were cold and plain. After the quick shower she placed her hair on a mat and it instantly dried. She opened the closet door and saw many outfits to choose from. Primrose pulled on dark brown pants and a simple evergreen shirt. She selected her shoes from earlier and the reapings.
Prim had forgotten that she was on a train to the Capitol. She gulped down a lump in her throat and remembered the events that changed her life forever just a few hours ago. She stares at herself on the mirror, at the small girl that will be no more in a few weeks. Prim put her hair in twin braids again and headed for the dinner table.
When Prim reaches it, Haymitch and Effie are already there. "So this is the female tribute?" Haymitch asks slightly disgusted. Effie gives him a 'look'. "Yes," she said and pursed her lips. Prim had a seat at one of the empty chairs next to Effie. She wanted nothing to do with Haymitch right now. "Now listen sweetheart you don't stand a chance," he says.
"First off, you lack the -" he is interrupted by Effie. "Okay, I think that's enough talk as of now." Shortly after Peeta enters and takes the remaining chair. "What did I miss?" he asked the three. "Oh, just Haymitch about to address little Primrose's flaws," Effie responded. "Oh," Peeta said stupidly.
"You boy, you might stand -" Haymitch was interrupted once again. "AHEM!" Effie cleared her throat loudly. "Shall we eat first?" After they finished eating, Effie left to handle some business. Prim's heart started racing thinking, No! Come back! Don't leave me with Haymitch! But it was no use anyways.
"Stand right here both of you," he ordered. Prim got up and walked to the spot he was pointing at. Peeta stood next to her, while Haymitch examined them. "Well, you might stand a chance... Peeta," he finishes. At that Prim felt completely worthless. "You need some more meat on your bones, sweetheart," Haymitch said. She nodded sadly.
After some more talk, Effie came back to announce that the reapings are going to be played. She leads them to the living room, and fliped the large television. It displayed the reapings from 1 and 2 first, all volunteers. The usual reapings for the rest of them. You can't help but feel bad for the outer district kids when they're reaped.
Then, District 12 shows. Prim doesn't set her eyes of of the screen. Where did they take Katniss and my mother to? she thought. "Well, hustle up! Time for bed!" Effie chirped. Prim left to her room immediately, and so did Peeta. "Good night, Primrose," he said with a crooked smile.
I think Katniss once talked about a boy her age like this, she thought. Prim nodded in response, and went into her room leaving the door wide open. She jumped onto the comfortable bed, and crawled under the covers like a baby. It was hard for Prim to fall asleep without her mother, Katniss, Lady, or Buttercup.
She tossed and turned all night. Finally, she fell into a restless sleep. The night brought terrors into her mind, and terrible thoughts. She awoke a countless amount of times through the night. Prim knew she wouldn't stand a chance, deep down inside. Now even her mentor blurts it out without a care.
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