Hey! So I finally started to pick up the pace and you will find out what arena it is! Wahhooooo! :)

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Dahlia's POV:

Once I get to my room, I get changed and wash all the makeup from the interview. Finally, I am all ready for bed. I walk down the hall to my parent's room. I want to say my last goodnight to them. I want to spend as much as time as I can with them since I know I won't be coming out of the arena. I walk to their door and I'm about to knock when I hear yelling. My mom's yeling and crying. Then I hear my dad's smooth voice trying to calm her down. Because of the Hunger Games, dad has had to do this a lot so he knows how to do it. But tonight's different. I'm going into the Hunger Games tomorrow.

"They can't take her away from me like that!" I hear my mom yell. I press my hear against the door in time to hear my mom drop to the floor.

"I know. I know. But she's strong. She's a fighter. She's just like you." My dad says. "She'll always find a way to come back to us." I hear my mom snuffling and I can imagin my dad pulling her into a hug right now. I wait for about 5 minutes and I know that my dad has calmed her down so I knock on the door.

"Be right there," My dad yells and a few seconds he opens the door. The moment he opens it, I rush into his arms. Aria's right. My family has been through so much and this just sets it over. I let a tear slide down my cheek but my dad wipes it quickly.

"You'll be okay," He tells me and thats what everyone says to the tributes but 23 of them always end up dying. But I nod my head and I run into my mom's arms. I feel her shaking in fear for me and I am too. My dad hugs us both and we just stand there. Having a very emotional moment. Then we break apart and my mom guides me to the bed and we sit down. Me in the middle with my mom and dad on either side.

"Now Dahlia, remeber all that we told you," My mom begins. Last minute advice. "At the cornucopia, there are going to be wepons, supplies, everything you need to survive right in the mouth of it." I nod my head in understandment.

"Don't go for it," My dad tells me and I'm confused.

"It's a bloodbath. It's the easiest way to get killed. If there is a backpack near you, grab it and run. Hide very very well, infact keep running and then when you hear all the cannons, then its safer to go back to the cornucopia to meet Camellia, Coltin, and Sanden." My mom says. I notice how she says safer instead of just safe. Becuase in the Hunger Games, nothing is safe.

"Okay, I will." I say.

"And if you see a bow. Don't go for it unless is directly infront of you. It's not worth risking your life for a bow. Trust me on that," My dad tells me. And I'm dissapointed because I would feel a lot more confident with the Games with a bow. That is if I actually make it past the bloodbath. I mean, of corse I'll try. It's not like I'm just giving up! I'm not going down with a fight. I'm not letting Gale has his victory. Not yet.

My parents let me sleep with them so I snuggle up in the middle and I have trouble falling asleep. Infact, no one is asleep. Who could sleep when The Hunger Games are tomorrow? But finally, I hear the familiar nosie of Effie's knock on the door.

The whole morning goes by like a blur. I go back to my room to see dark gray pants, and a black short sleeve shirt laying on my bed and black boots on the floor. I guess I have to wear this. Breakfast is rushed yet I cram as much food as I can down becuase I know that I won't eat as well in the Games, obvously. Coltin and I keep giving eachother glares. I hope our plan will actually work. I won't see Camellia or Sanden until we are in the arena.

Finally, the moment I dread, comes. I have to say goodbye to my parents. We ride the elevator down to the hover craft and the doors open. My mom hugs me tightly, and I hug her back. This will probably be the last time I will ever hug her.

"You can win, Dahlia," She whispers into my ear. Then my dad hugs me. He's strong and holds the family together but right now, he lets some tears fall.

"I love you," He says before we let go. I too, let out some tears. My parents give me a small rensuring smile and I pull myself together as I walk towards the hover craft. Before I get on, I look back on last time at my parents before a peace keeper pulls me in. He guides me to a seat right next to district 1 girl and district 6 boy. I look around and I can see the fear in everyone's face. Then the peace keeper comes around and inserts our tracking device in. It hurts but I know that in the next two weeks, I will be experencing even more pain. I feel a shake and I know that we have tooken off. It's a short ride to the arena but the whole time, I feel myself shaking and worrying.

A peace keeper escorts each tribute to their room, under the arena, where we will get into a tube to rise us into the games. The one good thing about this, is that our stylests are get to be with us. I enter my room to see Cinna. I rush over to him, feeling a need for a hug.

"Shhh... you can do it," he tells me as he gets a jacket from the hanger behind him. "Here," he says and helps me get the jacket on. Its made to reflect my heat. I want to know what the arena is going to be.

An announcement comes over the loud speaker saying we have to be in our tubes in 30 seconds. In 30 seconds, my question will be answer. I didn't know this was possible, but I shake even more.

"You can do it, girl on fire," Cinna says and I turn around and slolwy walk towars the tube. Another announcment saying 20 seconds. I look over my shoulder and Cinna gives me a nod. I walk even more slowly until I have 10 more seconds. I count in my head. Each step thinking about all the things, all the people, I won't see again.

10, step, My bed, 9, step, Annie, 8, step, Finnick, 7, step, 6, step, District 12, 5, step, Effie, 4, step, My mom 3, step, My dad, 2, step, 1. Good bye. I'm in the tube and the door close, locking me in. I take on last look at Cinna before the tube rises me into my death.

The sun blindes me for a few seconds but I recover quickly. The count down starts. 60 seconds. I look around to find that I'm in a jungle. The arena for the 76th Hunger Games is a Jungle. The vines, the plants, the trees, few beaches. Everything. 40 seconds. I look at all the tributes. I find Coltin almost the farthest one awak from me. But he's close to Camellia. Sanden is only 5 tributes away from me to my right. 30 seconds. I look at all the wepons in the cornucopia. I spot a bow closest to Camellia. I hope she grabs it. A backpack is not too far away from me. I'll just grab that one and run. 20 seconds. I look around the outsides of the jungle and behind me. Looking for a place to run. I spot and opening behind me and I intend on running there. 10 seconds. Dahlia, you can do this. Just get past the bloodbath. Find Coltin, Camellia, and Sanden and you'll be okay. Better with alies. I catch Coltin's eyes and he gives me a nod. I hope he makes it out of the bloodbath as well. 5 seconds. 4 seconds. 3 seconds. 2 seconds. 1.

The 76th Hunger Games have begun.

I can't wait to write the next chapter. But I'm debating if it should be in Dahlia's POV or maybe Katniss or Peeta's. I think Dahlia but I want to know what you think! Please tell me!

I want to thank Hungergamesforlife47 for lending me her computer since I'm sleeping over her house tonight and she made me right this chapter so you better thank her! lol ur the best gurl!

anyway, please reveiw and tell me what you think and what POV the next chapter should be in :O

~GirlOnFire99