Hey Flying Sparks fans! I know it's almost been a year since the story has ended. I'm happy to say that I think my writing has improved over the course of the year and you all have a lot to look forward to. Catching Fire - Peeta Version (Holding Flames) is ON. Also, I'll be starting Revelyn's life story. Here is a sneak preview. Thank you for taking the time to read this!

"Tell us, Revelyn! What's it like having a mother like Katniss Everdeen?" the reporters surround me, pulling on the back of my dress. It is late evening and the press is just starting the coverage on my Sixteenth Birthday Extravaganza. Mom and Dad had denied the permission for them to host the event on television because they claim "we should all lead humble lives." Unfortunately, the publicists don't know a thing about humble lives except for the fact that they are uninteresting and they continued with their plans for the event anyway. The paparazzi all seem to be able to get footage of me and broadcast it everywhere.

I whisper, "No comment," quickly back to the man who tugged on me, a balding man who looks to be in his fifties. They won't take 'no comment' for an answer.

"Surely you have something to say," he insists, squeezing on my wrist as if he is squeezing the words out of me. "What a weekend this must be for you! You're turning sixteen, your mother is addressing the nation, and a formal event is being held in your honor by our retired President Everdeen!"

I nod my head shakily and pull away from him, making my way to the edge of the mass of reporters. I repeat, "No comment."

The press makes one final attempt to catch me. Another man shouts out, with much more force, "Do you believe the rumors that your father is part of a conspiracy?"

"What?" I say, raising my voice as I whip around to face them in surprise.

"They say that he was all part of President Snow's plan. There is also speculation that he will try to bring back the Hunger Games. Do you have a comment on that?" the young man belts towards me over the hums of microphones and scratching pens.

My jaw drops slightly and I let out a little gasp of air.

Well that's it for the excerpt. Hope you enjoyed! Be on the lookout for new stories :)