(Author's note: I know my story isn't that good but can you please review if you read it? Anyway, is anyone else super excited for Mockingjay? I really want Katniss to end up with Gale and President Snow to die a very slow painful death. Hehe, sorry about that. Now back to the story!)
I watch as the tributes appear on metal platforms. I like Katniss' outfit because it reminds me of our days of hunting in the woods. She's nervous but only I know that. Her face is emotionless to others but I've known her long enough to decode the hidden emotion on her face. The gong rings and Katniss stands there for a few second before running to the golden Cornucopia. She grabs a plastic pack but I see her eyeing the bow and arrow. She's about to take the pack, but another tribute fights for it. Suddenly he gets a knife thrown into his back and coughs blood all over her face.
I cringe but quickly forget it as she runs off to the woods. A knife shoots by her ear and narrowly misses. After walking a long time, she finds a tree and climbs up for the night. The camera goes back to the tributes again and they're still fighting. Many dead bodies lay on the ground. I see one tribute escape into the woods. They arrive under the tree Katniss is sleeping in and start a fire. The group of Career tributes show up from seeing the smoke probably. They laugh as the boy from District 2 brutally kills the girl with his sword. The group congratulates him and I notice a face. That dumb baker boy is with them! They talk about finding Katniss and killing her. He's turned on her! He's helping the people trying to kill her! I wish I could warn Katniss and tell her that lover boy isn't as sweet as everyone thinks he is. The anthem plays and shows the dead tributes. Eleven dead. I can't fall asleep in my rage but I want to watch Katniss tomorrow so I somehow force myself to go to sleep.
The next morning, I wake up to see what has happened. Katniss is walking around in a search for water in the woods. She seems like she could pass out any second but keeps walking. Stupid Haymitch. There has to be a sponsor sending in water! Why isn't he letting it through? Katniss falls and I begin to think she's dead, until she drags herself into a river. She drinks all of the water and falls asleep at the bottom of a tree after eating dinner and gulping down plenty of water. The camera goes to other tributes for a while but returns to Katniss. I can't believe my eyes. She running through fire and she's been badly burned. I watch as she leaps past fireballs and finally makes it to a small pond. She carefully puts her burned legs and hand into the water until the Careers show up. She runs to a sturdy tree and swiftly climbs up. The Careers look up at her from the ground and try shooting at her. That kid from District 2 tries to climb the tree but I chuckle as he falls hard to the ground. Katniss jokes around a bit and sets up her sleeping bag. The Careers are also asleep so the cameras switch again. Katniss looked extremely pained with her burns when it last showed her. I look over to my game from yesterday. It was a good hunting day so I caught a lot. I grab the bag and run out the door. I need to pay a visit to the Hob.
When I finally arrive, I go to the stall with the most expensive items. I had seen some sort of cream that treats burns the other day. I'm relieved to see that it's still there. I show the man my meat but he says,"I'm sorry, but that's not enough. Maybe another rabbit would do it but..." I give him a pleading look and he sighs,"Fine. Since your a daily customer at the Hob and no one else can probably even afford it." He hands me the cream and I thank him. I run to the post office,"This needs to be delivered to the Capital right away! Send it to Haymitch Abernathy and tell him it's for Katniss Everdeen." The man at the desk nods and takes the can. He makes a quick phone call and tosses the can into a big box. A hovercraft comes and takes it away.
I run home to see Katniss applying the cream. She probably thinks it's from some rich sponsor. She doesn't have to know it's from me. And she never will.