Sorry if anyone has been waiting a really long time for this, I hope that at least one person is excited! And can we all just take a moment to cry over the fact that Catching Fire isn't coming out till November! I may not make it. I hope you love this chapter, and I hope I do the games justice. Sorry for this being so short by the way, a small amount of writters block is to blame, and my phone got stolen that had all my notes for this story on it so I need to try and remember them all. Yikes.
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Let The Games Begin
I sleep on Peeta's couch that night, and when we wake up in the morning we find Mrs. Mellark hovering over us, and his brothers hiding in the doorway. She taps her foot waiting to scold us. I nudge Peeta with my elbow and he slowly opens his eyes, looks at me and smiles, then does the bravest thing I have ever seen him do. He looks at his mother smiles at her then flips me over to face him and her kisses me square on the lips. I kiss him back wanting to help him make his point to his mother. She gasps and storms out screaming for her husband. After she has made her loud and very apparent exit, Peeta keeps kissing me. His brothers eventually come over and pull me off the couch, leaving Peeta's lips trailing mine till he almost falls off the couch. They set me down and laugh at him as he scowls and straightens his wrinkled T-shirt.
I catch a glance at the clock and see that I need to get home before my mother and sister begin to worry. Peeta holds out his arms and I gladly go into them. "I really have to go, but come over my place for the beginning of the Games in two hours?" he smiles at me and promises to be there. I smile at his brothers and give Peeta a kiss right on the lips, then go to each one of them and kiss their cheeks. I wave goodbye then head home to get ready for the thing I have been dreading for weeks.
Two hours later Peeta shows up and my mother sits in the rocking chair, Peeta and I on the couch and Prim takes a place between Peeta and I's legs on the floor. We sit for about ten minutes in silence, the TV not even on. Finally I get up and flick the switch to see two people giving a recap on the tributes and the favorites, it wont be for another five or so minutes until the Games actually begin.
When they finally show President Snow wishing the tributes one finally good luck, the four of us have sat motionless since I turned the TV on. We are all so afraid that we have to remember to breathe. Then the timer for the one minute wait begins. And the arena is a huge field, with a lake behind the cornucopia, the large golden horn that holds valuable things that can help a tribute survive if they can last though the initial blood bath. You can see there are supplies laid about. There is a huge forest to the left of the cornucopia. We see Gale and all inhale sharply, he is smiling. I guess he is happy to see the forest, some feeling of being home maybe. Then the count down begins, my heart beats faster and faster, I grab Peeta's hand and squeeze it so hard I may cut off his circulation. 20, 19, 18, 17, Prim buries her face in the couch. 10, 9, 8, 7, Peeta lets go of my hand, and then looks back at me feeling guilty, then grabs me and holds me tightly. 3, 2, 1. The buzzer sounds and the whole arena is in chaos, it takes a minute to pick out Gale, he has a sheet of plastic and an orange backpack.
That's when it happens
A girl, small in stature but a look so forceful it could kill, throws three knives at three tributes, and they all find their target. She turns around and sees Gale jogging towards the woods.
Why is he jogging?
Then she pulls a long, sharp knife out of her belt and throws it at Gale, it gets so close I know its has to hit.
I almost scream at the TV.
But just as we are about to see the outcome,
The TV shuts off.
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