Cedar's POV ~

Juliet is a mirror image of Lilly. She has the same green-blue eyes, pitch black hair, and pale complexion. "So," Juliet says, "you must be Cedar. Vivian has told us tons about you."

"Like what?"I ask.

"You have a twin named Lilly, who is in the games too. You are stubborn and independent. You saved Lilly from the Peacekeepers. Both your parents are dead. Need I go on?"

"No."

"So where is Lilly?"

"I'm over here!" a voice says. It belongs to Lilly. As the two look at each other for the first time, you can tell they notice it to.

"Whoa!" Lilly says.

"Oh get over it, Lilly."Vivian interrupts, "So you look alike, so what! Now you and Juliet march yourselves straight to Lilly's room and start coaching. Same for you two. Now, shoo shoo."

Lilly walks up in front of Vivian stands up tall and bitterly says, "You don't control me Vivian. So shut your yap and don't open it again!" Vivian's face turns bright red and she raises her hand up to slap Lilly. The force of the impact knocks Lilly to the floor and she begins crying. Juliet runs over and helps her up. Juliet assists Lilly in walking to her room. Just before entering she looks at me and mouths, "She'll be sorry." She turns and points her middle finger in Vivian's direction.

Lilly disappears from view and I move towards Vivian with beady eyes. I punch her in the jaw and slap her on the cheek. "How does it feel now?" I whisper. I rush to my room with Dawn by my side.

Lilly's POV ~

Juliet sits me on the bed with ease. Her expression indicates that she is worried. "Are you okay?" she asks.

"Yeah but I think my cheek is on fire."I reply.

"It'll be okay, it's just red. It'll be better in no time."She says soothingly.

"Anyways, let's start coaching."

"Okay, so what weapons do you use?"

"I don't use any but I'm a quick learner."

"Great. When you train I suggest you learn how to throw knives first followed by survival skills."

"That makes sense."

"Juliet?" I say.

"Huh?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

She looks around the room and answers, "Sure!"

"What happened to your brother in the games?"

She takes a long pause and then scoots up closer to me. "It was the seventh day of the games. There were only 3 left including me and River. He was my brother. The game makers wanted to push us all together with a meteor shower. Rocks kept following us. As we moved, they moved. I fell and the rock missed my head by inches. Cannon fired. River kept running because he assumed I was dead. But I wasn't. Another rock fell and the fire on it burnt my leg. I blacked out for hours. I woke up to Jayden, one of the other tributes, saying, 'Poor River; never saw that spear coming.' He stood up and walked over a couple of feet to a bush. He pulled over the bush to reveal River laying there with a spear in his head. Jayden pulled the spear out and marched over to me. I finally put it together that we were the only ones left. I scrambled up a tree and hid. 'What's wrong, Lilly? Can't stay to fight?' I waited for him to turn away and I jumped out of the tree and tackled him. His spear landed through his forehead and a Cannon fired. When I went home nothing was the same. That's why when you two were reaped I had to mentor you: to make sure both can survive."

I hug Juliet and don't let go.

Cedar's POV

"So Cedar," Dawn says, "what skills do you have that could be valuable in the games?"

"I can swim, fish, climb, run, kill, fight, and hide." I answer.

"What weapons do you use?"He asks.

"Spears."

"How'd you learn to use them?"

"Fishing with 'em. Can I ask you question?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"When Lilly and I are in the arena, do you think we… we can… escape?"

He pauses and sits with his mouth in an o shape. Then answers, "What kind of question is that?! You know that ever since the Quarter Quell, the gamemakers have bumped up security, big time. The only shot of both of you surviving is if you pull a trick like that District Twelve girl, Katniss Everdeen."

"Jee, thanks." I say sarcastically, "That made me feel so much better." I stand up and walk out of the car. Two seconds later, I peek my head in the doorway and say, "Why did Vivian have to pick you!" I walk off to the last car and stand outside. The crisp and cool, autumn air soaks into my skin making me feel calm and at ease. I lean over the railing and watch the trees zip by as we head to the capitol. Questions run through my head. What will it be like? What will they do to me? Who will my stylist be? My thoughts come to an end as the train stops. I adjust my eyes and see the answer to my questions. "So this is what the capitol looks like,"I think.