ATTENTION READERS! PLEASE READ THIS AUTHOR'S NOTE BEFORE STORY!
I'm so sorry I haven't uploaded yet! I know I'm now two weeks late, but my Uncle was just admitted to the hospital today after almost a week of being sick. I'm slowly writing it and trying to write more and more, it's just hard right now. Because I've been so busy and worried, I'm going to be nice and just post what I have for now... You don't have to review, It's only 561 words and I'm about 750 words off. If you want to review, go ahead, but I will be making chapter AT LEAST 1,300 words because this one is so much shorter then planned. To be honest, I thought this chapter wasn't even 300 words so you guys should be happy it's almost double that! Anyway, now that I've added the worlds LONGEST starting Author's note, here is (the much shorter then it should be) Chapter 13.
Chapter 13:On the train to District Twelve
(KATNISS POV)
The train seemed much happier with Melody on it. She was bouncing around and made the whole ride seem faster, well before she went to sleep. This afternoon, we were boarding the train after a few hours in District Two, and now we're only a few hours away from District Twelve, hours away from Prim.
"Katniss," I heard a voice from behind me say. "You should be sleeping."
"I could say the same to you," I said turning to look at Cato.
"Melody had a nightmare so I had to help her back to sleep and not I'm up," He smiled. "What's your excuse?"
"I just can't sleep," I smiled. "In a matter of hours, I'll be with Prim. I haven't seen her since she came to visit me before Peeta and I departed."
"That's how I was with Melody," He said picking me up.
I didn't fight it since we're "in love" and all, but that doesn't mean I liked a single second of it. I like my own two feet on the ground, that still hasn't changed.
"I know, I know," he laughed putting me down. "Can't you even pretend to like me holding you? I mean we are star-crossed lovers!"
I laughed. He's not bad, but I still wasn't completely sure of my feelings for him. He wasn't the murdering career from District Two I met back in the Training Center and Arena, but he wasn't Peeta either. I like him, but not like he likes me. I hate forced relationships by President Snow...
"Lower your voice," I said changing the subject. "You're going to wake Melody!"
(MELODY POV)
I was laying in bed, sleeping, when I heard Cato's voice and woke up. Listening closely, I heard Katniss to tell him to hush up for me. Katniss was really cool for a girl from District Twelve.
During the games, Mom told me all about the other districts and how bad they were. District One were kiss ups, never really care about anyone except themselves. Three made our lights, but that was really it because the Capital only wanted them for that. Four smelt of fish and did nothing because no one eats or uses fish except them and occasionally the capital during the games. Five did absolutely nothing, I mean they're power plant workers, we could ALL live without them. Six made transportation, so what, oh wow a train that takes people from here and brings them to the Capital, big deal, not important. Seven has lumber and paper, which we could get ourselves if we didn't have a fence surrounding us. Eight makes clothes, but clothes aren't that important because at one time, apparently, we all ran around without clothes or in one outfit. Nine only has grain, which only goes to the poor districts because they enter their names more time for food. Ten has the meat we eat, which is the only good thing about them because they think they're all that. Eleven has their own food supply so we don't need them and they don't need us. Twelve, the poorest of the districts, has coal and is covered in coal dust, nothing good comes from being dirty all the time, even their victors, Haymitch and a person before him that I was never told the name of, were dirty, smelly, drunks.