A/N: Yes I am revising this story because I disliked it.

Disclaimer : I do not own any characters.

Chapter 4

Sitting at lunch the next day at school was horrible. I of course sat alone due to the fact my only friends had been taken away to the Capitol. It was more interesting today because for some reason, I kept making eye contact with Gale Hawthorne. I wasn't staring or anything at him, it was just every time I looked up, he looked up. Coincidence? Most likely not. I ate my apple in peace just staring at the table. I decided to look up again, and of course he was gone. I just shrugged and continued to eat my apple in peace.

After school got even odder. As I was leaving with my sac slung over my shoulder, I heard footsteps pick up beside me. I look over and Gale was walking beside me.

"Undersee." I just simply nodded in return. "You know I saw you looking at me, was it because I am that handsome?" I snort and roll my eyes, picking up my pace a bit.

"So I never got to ask, why do you hate me so much?" He asks and I slow my pace.

"You're a complete jerk." I said nonchalantly.

"Ouch." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

"Are you denying it?" I ask.

He shrugs, "Not to you I won't, I'm not a total jerk you know."

I snorted again, "Could have fooled me."

"You know why I hate you Undersee?" I raised my eyebrow as if to urge him to continue. "Because you're a snob."

"A snob?" I spat.

"Yes, you heard me, you're a stuck up towns kid."

"I really hate you now." I said through my teeth.

"And you didn't hate me before?" He asked and I bit my lip.

"True, why did you even bother coming to talk to me if you were just going to argue with me?"

"I just like getting under your skin, your nose flares when you get angry and it's cute."

I raised my hand to cover my nose and I glared at him.

"Okay, the real reason I'm here is Prim."

"Prim?" I ask from behind my hand.

"Yes, she is lacking a sisterly figure and well honestly you're the only person who knows her, can you invite her over some times, lend her some of your books, I know you like reading."

I lower my hand, "How do you know I like reading?"

He cleared his throat before he said, "Katniss mentioned it."

"Well of course I'll help her out." I nodded.

"Good, good, now if you don't mind I'll be going." He says and ruffles my hair, I glare at him again. "By the way, your nose is flaring again." He winks and walks away.

My hand flew up to my nose again and I muttered, "Stupid Hawthorne."

I walked alone the rest of the way home and when I got there my house was quiet, as usual. I dropped my bag down on the floor and ran up the stairs, missing the top step because I hate that god awful creaking sound it makes if you put pressure on it. I hurried into my room and shut the door. I walk over to my book case and pick out a few light novels that a twelve year old could read.

I stuffed them into a sac and ran back out of the house, running towards the Seam. Today there was kids running around playing tag or with some sticks in the dirt and I just smiled at them as I walked by. I walked straight up to the Everdeen house, it was strange I knew exactly where it was, but never had been there before.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard a scuffle of footsteps and then the door slowly creaked open. Mrs. Everdeen stood there in a worn out dress, her eyes bloodshot either from crying or lack of sleep or maybe even both.

"Madge." She says and I smile at her.

"Is Prim home?" I ask lightly.

"No, not yet, but she will be soon, please come in." She opens the door to let me in. I look around the house, the room is open with the exception of a mat or two on the ground and in a small room off the edge is the kitchen.

"Please follow me dear, would you like some tea?" She asks.

"I would love some, thank you." I follow her into the kitchen and sit at one of the wooden chairs.

"You know, I always heard you were a polite girl, and Katniss spoke very highly of you." I smiled at the thought of Katniss talking about me to her family. "It was nice for her to have a female friend." She hands me a cup of tea. "I apologize, we don't have much sugar left.." Her voice trails off and I take a sip.

"Oh don't worry, I think it's delicious the way it is." She gives me a grateful smile then sits down in a chair across from mine.

"Prim should be home any minute now." She says and I smile taking another sip of my tea. I searched her face for any sign of emotion but there wasn't any. She didn't look happy or sad or even angry. She just looked.. tired. I was halfway into my tea when the front door opened and Prim walked in.

"Hi Prim!" I call waving at her and she turns and smiles at me.

"Hello Madge, why are you here?"

"Well I figured you might like some of my books."

Her eyes lit up, "Like to keep?" I smile and nod. "Are you sure?" She furrows her eyebrows.

"Of course, I have already read them." I hand her the sac of books and she grins. She runs towards me with open arms and embraces me.

"Madge, would you like to watch the opening ceremonies with us?" Her mother asks me and I look at her.

"Oh, I wouldn't want to intrude.." My voice trails off.

"Nonsense, the least we can do is make dinner for you and give you hospitality after what you did for Prim."

Prim looks up at me, "Oh please Madge?"

"I suppose it couldn't hurt anything." I say and her eyes light up again.

After Mrs. Everdeen made us a delicious squirrel stew and a little bit of bread we all retired to the living room. Prim and I sat on the make shift couch they have while Mrs. Everdeen busied herself with dusting some coal dust off her picture frames.

"And today Rory told me that my braids were too long and we wanted to cut them off with scissors." Prim huffed at me after telling me all the annoying things that Rory Hawthorne has done to her.

"He seem's like a Hawthorne." I smile at her and she rolls her eyes.

"You have no idea!" She complains, "he is just so annoying to me."

"Well you want to know what that sounds like to me?" I ask and she nods inching closer to me, "That he has a crush on you!" I poked her nose causing her to giggle.

"I don't think so." She said shaking her head.

"Oh why not? Rory loves to spend time with you and he will do anything to get your attention including saying he would cut your braids off." I said as a matter of factly.

Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth with her hand, "Rory has a crush on me?" She gasps, and I shrug.

"You never know."

I can hear Mrs. Everdeen chuckling to herself as she re-dusts all the picture frames again. The TV clicked on and the Capitol anthem blared throughout the room. Mrs. Everdeen came and sat down beside Prim as we watch the two commentators begin speaking about this years tributes. District one chariot rolled out and there was a ditzy looking girl with a very odd looking boy, then two came out and my heart stopped at the sight of the boy. He had arm muscles the size of my head, he could kill Katniss or Peeta with one movement, I could bet on it.

District four came out then five, then so on and so on until District eleven came out and the whole room seemed to get a lot quieter, as if everyone in this room held their breath. A tiny little girl stood in that chariot, and she was no more then twelve years old, she looked as though she was nine. She resembled why everyone hates these games. Then the cameras focused in on something glowing.

No, not glowing.

On fire.

I gasped staring at the screen, that was Katniss and Peeta! They were both dressed in a jet black body suit with a firey cape flowing behind them, they both held hands and waved to the crowds. Seeing them was beautiful, no, breath taking.

"Mom?! Is that really Katniss?" Prim asks and Mrs. Everdeen just stares at the tv.

"It is her." I said quietly.

"She looks beautiful!" Prim exclaimed.

"She really does." Mrs. Everdeen agreed with her.

"Maybe she will get sponsors." Prim said proudly. I found her hand with mine.

"She will." I said as if I know.

A/N: This one took a while to write because of school and boy friend and family, I am in high school still but semesters are ending and well these next two years are for me to proove that I can get into University, starting on Wednesday I will no longer receive homework for about maybe a week and a half (exam rules), then I have exams. I am hoping to have another chapter before then but if not it will be asap. I am now going to go to my report on Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. Very interesting book depending on who you are, for me, I don't like it. Review please.