~hey! One more chapter till "catching fire" so basically after this chapter…. Well I hope you like this one, also review and follow and favorite also look up my friend (mere888) enjoy, going to update my phantom of the opera soon… also thinking of making a fanfcitions about Disney, how a girl is transported into the world of Disney, and all the princess and kings and prince and queens, and main characters are captured and she must save them along with there kids (also repunzal and eugean's son/Flynn gets on her nerve a lot).

"There's a little bit of devil in her angel eyes"

~Diana pov~

"What am I going to do?" thought Diana, letting her head fall into her hands.

She knew the rebellion/breakout will go without a hitch; it was the saving cinna part that she didn't have a plan for. and even if she did know how, how can she bring it into action? by running like mad down into the sending room of death, grab him and run?.

"Ya, that's a good idea." she said, with a snort. She ran her fingers along the desk, she is currently leaning on.

"How long have I been here?" she thought. "Long enough to memories everything in the studio." she mumbled, while letting out a sigh.

It's true she loved it here, the people, the job, her friends are here (or at least piper) and even the prep-team are of fun at times. Going out on dat- friend dinner time with cinna. she back tracked the last thought.

Yet it was also hard things such as, no family (even thought she saw Portia, and piper and well cinna was something else, as family) the horror of the hunger games, the deaths that are up ahead not much longer now.

She could feel a headache coming on, so she began to rub at her eyes to release tension that hid behind her eyes.

"What to do, what to do?" she mumbled under her breath. everything was coming to soon for her, the games was just around the corner, then the rebellion and that won't be a pretty sight.

Where would she end up anyway?

"Things are just too confusing!" she said with a groan. Her hand strayed to a stack of paper, she rummaged through till she came to cinna`s sketch of katnisses wedding dress, she then envisioned herself in a dress a little like it.

Strapless, light- blue bodice that stretched upward that folded out like a swanlike kind of top.

The bottom would be a shade darker but not by much, and it would be ruffled like katniss but more tightly fitted.

And in her hair, would be a coma shaped tiara that was twisted around into sliver flowers, along with a dark-blue diamond-stone at the top, and three littler ones at the very bottom almost hidden by her hair. And it would be attached to a median-length long veil, which had swirled light-blue flower design on a dark blue base.

And she would have here arm wrapped around peetas arm, as he led her down the isle and to her awaited groom, which at the head would be cinna in a black suit and a blue tie.

She then snapped herself out of her wandering mind, and restacked the paper designs. How could she think such things? There was nothing going on between them….. Or at least a one-sided love.

All she wanted was the rebellion to start, and everything to end up going smoothly and no deaths.

But hopefully her plea wouldn't go on deaf ears.

~piper pov~

Do you know how hard it is to maneuver through a forest, and trying to find the infamous district thirteen? And having no clue where to go? Well it's very hard.

Walking forever, I suppose through the forest district twelve was very confusing and hard to manage, but we lasted the hunger games we could here to.

"Can we stop?" panted vulpix, coming to a halt while bent over, breathing hard.

Piper looked to the sky, which was now setting and then looked back to the worn out rag-tag group, and gave a sigh.

"Ya." she gave a nod and they set up camp, and fell into a restless sleep.

~Maryanne pov~

Ever get that feeling of dreaded, that made you think that's something is going to go wrong.

"What do I do?" Maryanne whispered as if it was a prayer. She was sitting outside watching the sunset.

If she could redo her life, it may end up just the same but with her friends.

"It was nice here." she thought, yet when finnick`s away she feels lonely, and she misses her friends and mags, her mom. "And that's mostly it." she thought, looking down at the sand.

"What's a beauty like you, doing out here all alone?" Finnick asked, coming to sit beside Maryanne.

She gave a small smile, a light blush staining her cheeks at the compliments she was receiving since she came.

"Just thinking." she whispered and stared off towards the setting sun.

"About me?" finnick said a cheeky grin on his face.

"No, just other things." she said, not facing him, what would he think if he found out she new how things would happen and end. Would he be disgusted by her silence or just end up hating her, and then call off there friendship.

She didn't want that yet, she couldn't just tell him he just…. Wouldn't understand.

Sometimes she just wanted to tell him, she came so close at some points, but the thing is she just doesn't have a spine and just a wimp and scared to what he might say.

"He wouldn't like me afterwards." she thought, a little downcast.

"Hey what's with the long face, you might get wrinkles." said finnick getting close to her face… to close.

"Sorry." she said softly, and gave a nod at finnick.

"Don't be." he said, a soft smile taking over his grin.

"Finnick whatever happens, and I mean anything will we still be friends right? She said, looking at his face, slightly worrying inside.

A wavering began to come to his lips then grew into a smile, and then he began the laugh hysterically.

"What's so funny?" she said, crossing her arms and lightly scolding.

"Its… just…. That its funny…" he managed to get out.

"Why?" She said confused. "Cause you crept up on me and so well always be friends." he continued.

"How do you know?" she said, thinking he wouldn't if he knew her secret.

"Cause I said so." he huffed like a big baby.

Giving her own chuckles, she nodded her head.

And then he took her hand and gave a squeeze. "why did you ask that anyway?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and his signature grin in place.

"Just asking." she said, with a shake of her head with a grin of her own.

Giving a nod they stayed quiet and just relaxed.

~snow pov~

Swishing a glass of sampan, he looked out over the capitol as far as his eyes could see. The blood red sky fell on him as though he was the living dead.

A grin in place that could strike fear even in the bravest man.

"Happy hunger games." he said, chuckling.

~how you like, coming up next catching fire, do you think I have the characters attitudes right like, snow, katniss, Haymitch, finnick etc? also review my other fanfcitions and my friend (mere888) and review (that means you France!) (ya still haven't got nothing from France except 1 view) and hope you like my other fanfic idea( at the top of page) and did I say review yet?