A/N: Yay I remembered today! I can't thank everyone enough for the feedback etc. I was sat in my room crying with happiness last night! Anyway as promised here is chapter 2, it's a bit of a short one but I might update again today if I finish chapter 3 but anyway, enjoy!

"We're on schedule!" I announce proudly as I step into Katniss' house which, understandably, is busier than Peeta's.

I make my way over to where she is stood alongside Cinna, kiss both of her cheeks and wave over a camera crew to take some shots of her outfits and designs which I presume is her talent. I gently push her towards the table where most of her designs are laid and she begins to talk into the camera.

I can't help but notice how unlike Katniss this all is as she flits around the table holding up outfits saying things like "don't you love it?" and "isn't it just beautiful?" this makes me smile as I thought that acting happy for once was beyond her capability.

I move to sit down in an armchair and out of the corner of my eye I see Katniss' sister and her mother talking, every so often gesturing in my direction. I avert my gaze as they begin to walk towards me, little Primrose following closely at her mothers heels, "would you like some tea Miss Trinket?" Mrs Everdeen says not looking me directly in the eye but to some unknown point just past me. "No thank you," I say "and please call me Effie." I add with a smile, earning one from Mrs Everdeen. She walks back towards the kitchen but to my surprise her daughter doesn't follow.

She stands before me ringing her hands together and glancing around awkwardly "I like your dress" She mutters looking down to the floor. I am taken aback by this comment as I am not really used to having my clothing complemented especially not from a little girl who's premature death certificate I almost signed last year. A pang of guilt rushes through me but I quickly cover it with a smile. "And I like yours," I state taking in her sky blue dress and white boots "now that your sister is a victor maybe we can get some fabric from the Capitol for you, do you sew?" I ask

"No not really, I've only ever sewn up a wound before when there was a mine accident, does that count?" She inquires scrunching her face up slightly. This makes me cringe, why should someone so young be subjected to such horrors?

And then it hits me square on in the chest. Every year I lead children to their brutal death, parading them around like they're some fancy new toy. I myself am a monster.

I repudiate the idea quickly, feeling sick to my stomach, and glance back up to Primrose who is still looking for an answer. "How different can it be?" I say brightly rising from my seat, the corners of her mouth forming a smile. "Miss Everdeen, you are needed for an interview." says a man gesturing towards the kitchen. She smiles back at me as she is led away and I can't help but return the gesture. I sigh contentedly before stepping toward the front door ready to face the cold once again.

I clap my hands to get everyone's attention and I notice Katniss walking out of the kitchen bundled up in a fur coat and red scarf with her signature mockingjay pin attached to the front.

"Attention, everyone! We're about to do the first outdoor shot, where the victors greet each other at the beginning of their marvellous trip." I shout above the noise in the room. I gesture for Katniss to come towards the door and she does looking a little apprehensive, "All right, Katniss, big smile, you're very excited, right?" I say enthusiastically, shoving her out of the door.

I almost shove her again when she stops just outside her door, lost in thought. I step out into the cold after her and instantly notice that the snow is considerably heavier than before. I look back to Katniss to see she is walking in Peeta's direction, no not walking, running. She launches herself into his arms and before I know it they are on the floor kissing fervently.

I laugh lightly to myself at the intensity of the kiss and can't help but feel proud of these tributes. My tributes. Theirs is the kind of love that can't be faked, exaggerated and the kind that doesn't fall apart at the seams.

I try to recall the last time I felt that truly in love with someone but I can't. Being from the Capitol, and relatively famous, I have had my fair share of meaningless flings but never anything completely serious. The thing I want more than anything is to settle down and have a family all to myself, and geese. I'm not too sure why geese but ever since I fed them for the first time in the park back home they have just kind of clicked with me. In a sense I suppose they sort of remind me of me; noisy and constantly flapping about. I smile to myself at the thought but am brought out of my thoughts by the man I can definitely not see myself ending up with.

"Are you going to stand out in the cold all day because in case you haven't noticed, we have a train to catch." Says Haymitch from my side before taking off down the path after the kids. I roll my eyes and follow behind.

The short car journey to the station is spent in a slightly awkward silence. Me sat next to Haymitch and opposite Katniss and Peeta who give each other adoring glances now and again. I think Peeta senses that something is on Katniss' mind so occasionally pats her hand reassuringly which earns a weak smile.

Once we arrive at the station we are all transferred from the car to the train in a blur of cheering district citizens, peacekeepers and snow.

The train is well heated and there are hot drinks and food laid out across the tables in the dining compartment. I take a cup of black coffee and sit in one of the cerulean velvet lined chairs gazing out of the window and taking occasional sips of coffee as final checks are made and the train begins to pull out of district 12.

I look to my right and see Haymitch swan past me towards the bar car, I roll my eyes and look around for Katniss and Peeta but as they are nowhere to be seen I expect that I will probably not see them until dinner.

I look out of the window and watch as the last of district 12 runs away along with the sun.

I lift the cup to my lips but realise that it is empty so place it back on the saucer. When I glance back to the dining table I see that some Capitol attendants and avox's are setting up for dinner so I decide to head back to my cabin to freshen up. I quickly pass through the bar car, the smell of liquor filling my nose and notice Haymitch in his normal drunken stupor.

I sigh and unlock the door to my room, the smell of liquor replaced with floral perfume. I place my bag and coat on the back of the chair in front of the dressing table and apply a little extra powder to my face and some deep red lipstick.

I rap on Katniss and Peeta's doors for dinner and eventually we are all sat round the table, just like last year.

Katniss almost attacks the lamb stew but I am glad to see she has still remembered her table manners. I begin to eat my potatoes but all I can think about is the victory tour, if everything will go as planned and without any hiccups.

"Effie" Katniss says, to my utter disgust, with a mouth full of food bringing me out of my thoughts and making me jump slightly. I look up from my plate and notice that Cinna and Portia have left the table. "Yes?" I reply.

"Well, me and Peeta have been talking this afternoon..." she trails off and glances over to Peeta who is smiling secretly to himself. She also begins to smile in a mischievous sort of fashion and now I know I will definitely not like what will come next. "We don't know how to dance," she blurts out of no where making Peeta smirk "and what with the victors ball coming up soon..." I glance over to Haymitch who is also looking confused, lifting a spoonful of pea soup into his mouth.

"Go on" I say flatly

"Well, we were hoping that you might be able to teach us how to dance."

I sigh with relief. "All right then, one of you go and fetch Cinna and I will show you." I say brightly

"That's the thing," says Peeta smiling "Cinna and Portia are very busy organizing the clothes for the tour." I suddenly realize why they were both laughing and my heart sinks down to my stomach. I have to teach them to dance with Haymitch Abernathy.

A/N Haha Effie's gonna have fun ;) Just another thing I need to say is that I won't update this often all the time because I'm in year 10 so things are getting pretty busy but I promise I will update at least once a week because I love you guys too much :) ~ H x