The Train Ride There

District Nine

Primrose Everdeen

I sat at the back of the train and stared out the window. After I had gotten over the shock that I was going into the Hunger Games, everything was fine. But when I had tried to watch the other tributes get nominated, I started thinking strategically. I started thinking, I have to kill that one first. And that disturbed me.

And just one more thing bothered me.

The person who had wanted to be my friend was coming with me.

I couldn't help thinking like I was dragging him down a hole, the kind of you're coming down with me! You know? He has been really nice so far. He's given me space and he always knows what to say, how much to say, and when to say it.

And that just made it worse.

I'm going to have to kill this guy. And all he has done is be. Nice. To. Me. It wasn't fair for him. This whole time I'm thinking, what am I going to do?

The Train Ride To The Capital

District Nine

Rye Mellark

That girl was really nice. I didn't want to kill her. It is unfair to her. I show up trying to be her friend and we go into the Hunger Games together? It is stupid. The whole thing is utterly stupid.

Okay, so I suppose you need the story, right?

I'm walking down the street and I hear the kids who always get the most attention talking. I tried to listen in, get some gossip. This is what I heard.

"I heard her mother paying average price for the healing."

"I'm convincing her to make me give half."

"Dude, I can do it so better then you!"

"WELL THEN LET'S SEE ABOUT THAT ONE!" They launched in a big argument about cheating the girl, and in the commotion I snuck away to warn her. Then I heard the voice, soft, melodious, strong, and radiating power. I peeked in the alleyway and surveyed the girl. She had black hair pulled in a braid, and blue eyes that reminded me of a stormy ocean. Then I started talking to her and she even sung another song for me. As I thought about her, I made a quick decision. I was going to talk to her. After I managed to get an answer out of our drunk mentor, Mitch, I walked briskly to the back of the train where she sat looking out the window.

"May I sit with you?" She bounced at my entrance, but nodded, so I sat beside her and stared at the train tracks we were leaving behind.

"When the war happened, what would you have done?" I asked. She breathed in, pondered her answer and spoke.

"I would have started a rebellion. We all fought just to get an unfair future. It wasn't fair." I studied her. On the outside she seemed a little shy, but at that moment, she was a girl who stood up for herself, a girl you shouldn't mess with. Then her face grew red, and she looked away.

"I agree." I said softly. That lit the spark inside her. That one little statement was all she needed.

"A lot of things are unfair. Life is unfair. You still want it though. You want to live so badly. Everyone fears death. Why question your way out?" She reasoned.

"You speak the truth." Then little tears began to blossom and slid down her cheeks.

"What is wrong?" I asked, concerned.

"I can't believe they took seeing everyone away." I shivered. You were always taken to the Justice building, to say goodbye. Today they did away with that. I didn't really mind, because my parents wouldn't have visited me anyway, but I saw how it would hurt other people.

"You want a muffin?" As soon as it came out of my mouth, I felt lame. To my surprise, Primrose laughed. I looked at her in awe.

"You are a unique girl, Primrose." I told her. She smiled at me.

"I am not unique. I am the biggest loser of the century. And please, call me Prim." I smiled.

"You are not the biggest loser of the century. You are really fun, Prim." She smiled gratefully at me.

"I never got that muffin, Rye." We both laughed as I jokingly held out my arm, and we skipped down the train to the kitchen.

The Train Ride to the Capital

District Eleven

Myra Wager

I stared out a window. There was this guy going in the Hunger Games with me. He kept talking and talking and saying he loved my rebelling and that if he is the one getting out, he'll rebel all over the world.

He'll never make it.

He is too stupid. Choosing a life for one depressed person. Trying to make yourself heard is business, and you will probably suffer and give more than your voice.

You'll pay for your life. I should know. I'm paying right now.

No one will make it out alive.

The Train Ride There

District One

Tux Tide

I couldn't believe my mentor fell for it. Sparkle sure wasn't the one that will be getting the supplies. I mentally went over my strategy.

Cut off others flow of supplies. Check. Alexis loved me. Or was it Alexi?

Ally myself with careers. Easy enough. Careers always teamed up.

Get sponsors. All I had to do was flash my pearly whites.

Drag careers along until almost all other tributes are gone. Again, easy.

Kill off careers. Now this is where it gets complicated. But I'm Tux. Mental smile.

Kill off rest of tributes. No comment it is so easy.

The Train Ride there

District Twelve

Katie Viagra

For my first impression to my other guy tribute, I had fallen and scraped my knee. After that, he dropped talk about alliances.

So now I'm here, bandaging up my knee, and feeling like poo. They had taken away the Justice Building. I hadn't even got to say goodbye to my mom. And suddenly, that made me very angry. Who do they think we are, some street rats? Who do they think they are? Well, they are not exactly perfect. All of this made me feel like I was going to explode. I needed that drink they told me about. What is it called…a soda?

The Train Ride There

District Two

Elise Fuir

I think the escorts are stupid. Completely and utterly stupid. I saw the look on her face, she underestimated me. I smiled. That was going to be an advantage. For me. Samuel I guess was okay, but every single time I looked away, he looked at me in doubt. I'd like to say something more, but I will keep my mouth clean.

They are all butheads.

Every single one of them, she's pale, she's small, and she's shy. They will all see when I plant my pale, small, shy foot up their butt, and beat the crab out of each and every one of them.

The Train Ride There

District Ten

Jack

"Hey Jack, what do you think about this pasta?" That Bryn girl asked, shoveling food in her mouth by second.

"It is fine."

"And I love the steak, it's so divine."

"It is fine."

"Have you tasted that mashed potatoes yet? They are amazing!" She continued on annoyingly.

"It is fine." At that she clapped me on the back and whispered in my ear,

"You'll get a lot less of fine in the Hunger Games." She hissed. She gave me a grim look and then batted her eyes.

"I'm going to get some sleep. Want to walk with me?" She said her perky, annoying self again.

"No, I'm fine." I stared at her dumbfounded at she strutted out of the room. Is there more to Bryn then I thought?

A/N- I am going to put a poll up. Vote for who you want to win! You might want to vote later, because there are still relationships and characters yet to be formed.