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Katniss's POV- Reaping
"Katniss," Effie paused taking a deep breath, "Tomorrow is reaping day. As of tomorrow the seventy-sixth annual Hunger Games have begun-"
If the conversation continued, I did not hear it because the phone clattered to the ground as my hand went numb.
"Katniss!" Peeta yelled alarmed, picking the phone up off the floor, "Effie, what's wrong?"
From the color draining off of Peeta's face, I could tell Effie told him the terrible news. I fell back against the counter, my numbness spreading from my hand to my legs, grasping it so I wouldn't fall. By this time, all of Peeta's family had run over to us. Haymitch was at the table, with a drunken knowing look upon his face.
Ryan looked incredibly worried as he looked at his siblings; Connor took the phone from Peeta's frozen hand, and Raiko was rubbing my arm and one of Peeta's as we tried to explain.
"The reaping is tomorrow." I whispered, staring at Peeta.
"Seventy-sixth annual Hunger Games start tomorrow." Peeta finished.
I shook my head sadly, "We have to be mentors. We have to be the mentors of those poor kids. We have to send them to die."
Peeta's head snapped up, he placed his hands on my shoulders, "Maybe it won't be like that. Maybe they will be like us… or we could teach them how to win. We have good gifts; you can teach them how to shoot, I could teach them how to wrestle, and we both could teach them how to start a fire and work a knife." Peeta tried to comfort me.
"Maybe." I whispered helplessly. Peeta was about to say something else but Haymitch cut him off.
"This happens every year, sweetheart," Haymitch walked over to us, "Both of you should lighten up. Get stronger."
I looked at him incredulously, "I'm sorry. This is Peeta's and my first time, excuse us for being nervous."
Haymitch narrowed his eyes, "You better get tougher, sweetheart. These kids rely on you to get them out. When they get here, my only advice I will offer you is; don't get attached to them." Haymitch's anger dissolved as he told me this. I nodded, not fighting him.
After that, Peeta's family and Haymitch left, saying to be ready for tomorrow and have positive encouraging thoughts. Peeta and I didn't talk as we walked upstairs, hand in hand, to our bedroom. When we changed clothes, both of us crawled into bed wordlessly as we cuddled up to each other.
"I love you." Peeta whispered in my hair, holding onto me tightly.
"I love you too." I whispered back, kissing his chest.
"Katniss… How are we going to do this?" Peeta asked.
"Peeta you should just be yourself, I will be the one who has trouble, but together," I linked our hands together on his stomach, "we can do it."
Peeta thought over my words, "Together." He nodded.
I kissed his chest and then laughed, "I am not going to get any sleep tonight."
Peeta laughed as well, "Me either." He rolled on top of me as a grin covered his features. "So, we might as well make our time useful, shall we?" He bent down to kiss me.
I smiled when he let my lips go, "I suppose we should." I giggled, wrapping my arms around his back to effectively bring him closer to me.
The next morning, Haymitch, Peeta, and I backed our suitcases and were all rushed to the Justice Building at eight. The reaping was at eight thirty, so we had to be there to get on stage and get ready before anyone showed up.
I stopped when I saw the stage at the Justice Building. This is where Peeta and I were reaped two years ago today, one year ago Michael and I were. This stage changed my life forever; with its pro's; Peeta, and its con's; everything else.
Peeta stopped when he saw me staring at the stage, he took his hand in mine, I looked over at him, and he smiled softy moving his head slightly in the direction of the stage. I looked at the ground before nodding, walking up to the stage with my husband by my side.
There were five seats on the stage; one for Effie, Haymitch, Peeta, Mayor Undersee, and I. Peeta and Haymitch sat on either side of me as the crowd started to file in. Effie glanced at us all before walking up to the microphone.
"Hello everyone! Happy Hunger Games!" Effie sounded like she was forcing her happiness, "And… may the odds be ever in your favor! Let's start this off shall we? As always, ladies first."
Effie walked over to the large bowl of names as she took each step, I just wanted to volunteer, not caring who it was; I honestly did not want anyone to have to go through what Peeta and I and so many others had to go through.
But I didn't, I couldn't, so I pulled my legs up on my chair and wrapped my arms around them, laying my head, face down, on my crossed arms. Someone, probably Peeta, place their warm hand on my back and started rubbing small circles, but I did not look up.
"Susan Evans!" Effie read clearly into the microphone. I heard several gasps, some screams, and footsteps walking up to the stage. "Oh, hello dear! Now let's go onto the male tribute!" Her heels clinked over to the boy's bowl.
I looked up then, seeing Peeta's eyes locked on the male tribute. I placed my hand in his, giving him what comfort I could. Peeta squeezed my hand, glancing at me briefly before turning back to the bowl.
"Nicholas Arepa!" Effie yelled back into her microphone. "Come on dear!" Effie hurried up him up.
Nicholas walked up to the stage in a shocked, stunned expression. He was as tall as Peeta. Nicholas had dark brown hair, brown eyes, white as a ghost, and was skinny but had some little muscles.
Susan on the other hand, was a girl version of Peeta; she had beautiful blonde hair, blue crystal eyes, and a tall figure. She had little to no muscles as well. I sighed; thinking as a competitor I figured they would die first.
"Well, here are your two tributes! Susan and Nicholas we wish you the best of luck! Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor!" Effie ended happily.
Then, the three people walked into the Justice Building; to say their goodbyes to their families. Peeta, Haymitch, and I all walked off stage waiting for the car that would take us to the train. It was silent for a moment as we climbed in and started to drive away.
"They are a couple of losers." Haymitch grunted; looking out his window.
Peeta and I both looked over at him, "Did you say the same thing about us?" Peeta asked quietly.
Haymitch glanced over at us, "No, I promise I didn't, because you boy had muscles so did sweetheart and I knew sweetheart do karate and shoot and I knew you boy were strong."
Peeta nodded slowly, "Well maybe they have some special gift or we don't know even what they are capable of yet." Peeta tried to be positive.
Haymitch seemed like he did not hear him, "Maybe they can throw knifes, spears, or at the very least shoot an arrow."
I rolled my eyes, "At least they have some sober mentors this year." I glared at him, Haymitch glared back narrowing his eyes, but then we both laughed.
"You two have the oddest relationship." Peeta amended watching us.
The car stopped, we all looked out of Haymitch's window to see the familiar train. Our driver opened Haymitch's door, then walked to the back of the car to grab our suitcases and store them into the rain. Haymitch got out of the car quickly, shutting the door behind him.
I glanced back at Peeta who just smiled encouragingly, touching my cheek lightly. I nodded, taking a breath, before I opened the door back up and walked to the train, climbing up and inside of it.
Effie wasn't there yet, obviously because the kids had to say their goodbyes to the families, then they would make the car ride here.
"It never changes does it?" Peeta asked from behind me. I shook my head, seeing Haymitch scurry off to the drinking cart.
"I think we should wait for them in here." I told Peeta, sitting down on one of the chairs. Peeta sat down beside me.
"That is a good idea, love. Are you okay?" Peeta asked hesitantly.
"No," I took a deep breath, "but I think I will be… when this is over."
As usual, I did not word my thoughts right. I meant that I will be better when we don't have to teach them anymore, not when they get killed in the Hunger Games. But, being Peeta, he understood nodding silently.
Then, we looked out of the window to see the tributes walking on board to the train. The initial shock of the food, beauty of the train, and seeing Peeta and I sitting there waiting for them was too much for Susan; who fainted.
"Oh no!" Effie bent down to cure her, Effie had the power to make people feel comfortable and less stressed out; kind of like Ryan, but not with every emotion.
Susan's eyes opened, "What happened?"
"You fainted." Peeta said, walking over and crouching down to the girl.
Susan's face filled with shock, love, and some anger. I silently wondered why the anger, but did not say anything nor did I walk over to the girl. I did not read the girls mind either, because I didn't think that would be a good start to a relationship.
"Oh," Susan managed to get out. Nicholas rubbed Susan's shoulders for a second, before walking past her; looking at all of the delicious food and beautiful furniture.
"Is this all for us?" Nicholas asked me. I nodded, trying my best to smile but it probably just looked like a deranged scowl. Nicholas dug into his food.
As I looked at Nicholas and Susan, I realized that they were going to be clumsy, accident prone, and have no talent what so ever, but they would be respectful. I decided right then to take Haymitch's advice and not start to care for them; which meant I would hardly talk to them or acknowledge their presences.
Not because I wanted to be rude, but because I simply did not want to care for someone that could die in the near future. I could not lose someone else.
"Susan would you like to eat?" Peeta asked her, helping her up and to the table.
She nodded, "Yes, this all looks so good."
Peeta smiled, "Well dig in, it is all for you." He sat down beside her, Effie sat beside Nicholas, and I was left on my bench alone.
I wondered if I should warn Peeta; remind him of Haymitch's advice for not caring for them.
"Katniss? Katniss," Peeta's voice took me out of my thoughts, "would you like to eat with us?" He asked me kindly, motioning to the seat next to him.
I thought about this for a second, my obvious answer was yes simply because I was hungry. But, looking at Susan and Nicholas staring at me started to sway my decision.
"Katniss," Effie interrupted my thoughts now, "would you like to eat with us?" She repeated; moving her eyes to Nicholas and Susan. "Come on Katniss; be nice we have to make a good impression on them. Come eat."
I supposed I had been thinking for longer that I than I thought. I nodded not to Effie's thoughts but to her spoken question, as if I were a child getting in trouble by her parents. I walked over to the seat beside Peeta, who started to fill my plate with food.
"Thank you." I whispered to Peeta, starting to eat my food.
"You're welcome." Peeta replied, trying to catch my eye but I wouldn't look at him. Peeta sighed, probably knowing what I was doing and not liking it.
"So, kids what are your strengths?" Effie asked, trying to bring happiness back into the area. This was actually the one question I wanted them to answer.
"We don't know." Susan and Nicholas glanced at each other, answering together.
Haymitch walked in then, sitting at the head of the table, across from Effie. Effie perked up when she saw him and Haymitch smiled at her before filling his cup up with liquor.
"Well, can you throw knifes?" Peeta helped.
"No." Susan shakes her head.
"Nope." Nicholas says.
"Can you throw a spear?" Peeta asked.
"No."
"Nope."
"Can you shoot an arrow?"
"No."
"Nope."
"Katniss, you can help with that right?" Peeta asked me hopefully I nodded, "Can you cook?"
"No."
"Nope." They kept replying, my face fell in my hands hopelessly.
"I suppose I could teach you some stuff, can you work with swords?"
"No."
"Nope."
"Do you have any muscles, could you win in a wrestling match?"
"No."
"Are you kidding me? No way." Nicholas shook his head.
"They can't do anything, well the drunker the better to deal with these two." Haymitch thought after he finished his meal, "Where is the ice?" He asked out loud.
I levitated the ice over to him, "There." Haymitch nodded his thanks.
Peeta watched my levitation, "Do you two have any gifts?"
"I can make the sun brighter and warmer." Susan shrugs. "It's not that good."
Maybe if they are cold her gift can help them, not bad but not great which is what we need.
"I can transform." Nicholas replied to Peeta. Hope grew in me; maybe he actually could do something great.
"Transform, into what?" Effie asked hopefully.
"I can transform into a warthog." Nicholas said happily. Haymitch could stop his laughter, my mouth dropped open, Peeta's hopeful face fell, and Effie looked disgusted.
"Is that useful?" Peeta asked me desperately.
"If the other tributes don't try to kill him for food, I guess." I shrugged, trying to give him some positivity.
Peeta's face fell more, "So no then." I nodded, "Alright we will find something, can you do karate?"
"No." They answered. Here we go again.
Suddenly, the train jolted forward and then stopped.
"Excuse me passengers, I am sorry but the train has malfunctioned it seems that some pieces have flown into the woods. As soon as we find the pieces, we will continue our journey." The captain said.
I rolled my eyes, "I'll go see what I can do." I told them, stepping out of the train and walking to the front of the train.
Peeta's POV
I sighed as my stubborn but beautiful wife stomped out of the train to go and help with the malfunction.
"She hates us, doesn't she?" Susan asked sadly.
"Sweetheart? No, she is just bad at making friends and showing her emotions." Haymitch shrugged.
"Peeta, does she?" Nicholas asked, not pleased with his answer.
I shrugged, "Haymitch is right. She is strong, stubborn, and only really shows her soft emotions with me. To other people she shows her love by fighting with them, don't be offended. She does like you; she just doesn't know how to help you… yet."
"I am sorry, mentor, but I do not believe you. She needs to teach us right here, from the start." Susan shook her head.
This made me oddly angry, "Well I am sorry that she can't teach you how to shoot a bow and arrow on a train." I defended my wife.
"I didn't mean like that, I mean that she could teach us how to hunt right now." Susan narrowed her eyes.
"Honey," Haymitch interrupted, "the only thing that you have been able to so far is argue. This is not how you want to go into the Games."
The train shook, and then Katniss walked back into it.
"Did you fix it?" I asked her kindly; staring at her pretty face.
"Yes, it really wasn't broken just one of the huge pieces had blown off and had gone into the woods. I found it and put it back into place, now everything is fixed and we are ready to go." Katniss said, sitting back down in the chair next to me.
I kissed her cheek lovingly, "Great job, love."
"That's it, you are blinded by love." Susan said bitterly.
I turned to her angrily, "What?"
"You cannot see how she is treating us; you are blinded by your love for her." Susan replied.
Katniss looked between us, "What are you talking about Susan?"
Katniss's POV
"Can you run fast?" Haymitch suddenly interrupted.
Nicholas nodded, "Yes." Nicholas looked like he did not want to fight.
"I can too." Susan replied stiffly.
"You might want to stick to that." Haymitch nodded.
"Haymitch," Effie scolded him. "No."
"Well they can't do anything else maybe they should stick to running." Haymitch shrugged, unfazed.
"Alright! Let's all go take a nap? Okay! Go claim your rooms!" Effie said. "When you get up we will be in the Capitol!" She pushed Susan and Nicholas from the room.
Peeta got up, obviously angry with us both for not helping him, and walked to the room we were given. I sighed, not liking when we got mad at each other.
"Good luck with that." Haymitch laughed.
"HAYMITCH ABERNATHY! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?" Effie yelled.
"Good luck with that." I replied, running after Peeta.
When I walked in the room, prepared for a fight, I saw that Peeta was lying down on the bed staring at the ceiling his eyes unblinking. I sighed quietly, climbing over to the bed and sitting, cross-legged, down beside him. We sat there for a long time, awkwardly staring at the walls avoiding eye contact.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked finally after the silence had become unbearable.
"No… I don't know…" Peeta took a deep breath, "Katniss you said we had to do this together. I can't do it without you." Peeta looked at me.
"I'm sorry." I whispered.
"Katniss, please, you have to tell me that you will help me. I hate it when we fight, Kat, and I love you to pieces but we have to work together." Peeta pleaded.
"Peeta, I'm sorry that I haven't been helping you. The only reason I haven't is because I have been listening to Haymitch's advice and not caring for them because-"I tried to explain.
Peeta interrupted me, "So you haven't been helping me because you want to be rude and keep that scowl on your face?" Peeta asked angrily sitting up.
"What? No, Peeta! I promise, that is not it I-"I tried to explain again.
"No, I don't want to hear your excuses I am going to go safe those kids lives!" He yelled before storming out of the door;
I was stunned, Peeta had never yelled at me like that before; other than in a hijacking episode. We never fought, Peeta and I only tried to talk about it and make everything better between us; nothing like this not ever.
That night, was the first night we slept with our backs to each other.
In the morning, we moved into our hotel in the Capitol; the pent house as always because we were from twelve. Haymitch and Effie had goofy grins on their faces and blushed every time they looked at each other which led me to one conclusion… they were crazy.
During the day, Peeta kept searching for some gifts that could help them in the Games. Peeta and I didn't speak throughout the whole day, which made it be the worst day of my life. I wanted to apologize to him, to hug him, kiss him, and tell him why I was not talking to Susan and Nicholas.
The next night, I walked into Peeta's and my room took a shower, changed into some comfortable pajamas, and sat up awake in bed staring out the window. Peeta walked in after a few minutes of me staring out the window, after changing he crawled into the bed.
Again we stayed quiet, both to stubborn to apologize to each other. I knew I should start but I was scared to death, for some reason, to apologize to him.
I looked over at him to find him staring up at the ceiling again, "I'm sorry." I whispered.
Peeta shook his head, looking over at me, "No, I am sorry. I had no reason to yell at you." He sat up.
"Peeta… the only reason I don't want to care for Susan and Nicholas is because I don't want to love another person that might get killed in the next week." I explained.
"Oh, Katniss," He wrapped me in his arms and I felt safe and loved once again. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. You should have told me from the start. I am so sorry I yelled at you. I love you so much, Katniss." Peeta kissed my forehead.
"It's okay, your right I should of told you." I whispered against his chest, clinging to him.
"Katniss," Peeta breathed, "I'm sorry. These whole Games have been so stressful on me. I took my stress and anger out on you, you did not deserve that Kat, I'm sorry." He apologized.
"Peeta," I pulled back just enough to take his face in my hands, "I love you and I forgive you. I understand how much stress you are under; starting tomorrow I am going to help you. You shouldn't be under all of this stress by yourself."
"I love you." Peeta whispered intensely; kissing me softly. "You don't have to help me, I can do it-"I cut his words off by kissing him again.
"I am going to anyway." I whispered against him.
Peeta smiled, "Katniss, you complete me. I love you so much."
"I love you too." I whispered, kissing him once more before hugging him tightly.
"I'm sorry I didn't hold you last night." He whispered in my ear.
I sighed; the nightmares were awful last night without Peeta keeping them away. Then I laughed in his ear, "What is funny?" Peeta asked.
"I don't know," I whispered, "Maybe you are not perfect… because we just had our first fight."
Peeta laughed as well, "It isn't funny, but somehow relieving."
"We are so odd." I said, pulling away from him.
Peeta kissed my nose, "We are strange."
That night, we went to bed cuddling each other and the nightmares left.
The next morning, the kids started training and as a new rule this year; the mentors got to go with them on their first day of practice. Haymitch, Peeta, Susan, Nicholas, and I got there very early in the morning so we would be the only ones there for a while, hopefully.
Haymitch, Peeta, and I worked together to get them to work together and to see what they could do. We discovered that they could make a good fire, hammock; they could cook okay, and make a tent out of twigs and leafs. Now that we had the home stuff down, we had to move to attacking people and their physical strengths.
Peeta let us take a break as he taught them how to wrestle. It wasn't like I minded though, not only did I get to rest and get a drink of water, I got to watch Peeta's oily, sweaty, shirtless body win over and over again against Nicholas.
"Okay now try to hold me down," Peeta was now under Nicholas, "while I get up and out."
"… Umm okay." Nicholas said unsure.
Peeta then got up and out from Nicholas without any difficulty.
"You are going to have to try and hold me down a little more." Peeta tried to be kind. "Katniss, come here. I will show him how to do it."
I got up from the ground and walked over to my sexy husband. I smiled at him.
"Where do you want me?" I asked.
"Lay down on the ground," Peeta said and I laid down as Peeta got over me. "Now just try to get me off of you." He grinned down at me.
"You just wanted me under you didn't you?" I asked raising an eye brow.
Peeta smiled down at me, "I don't know what you are talking about."
He kissed my nose before I flipped us over and pinned him down. I smiled down at him before getting off of him and returning to my spot on the ground. Peeta smiled, shaking his head, before getting up and starting to teach Susan and Nicholas again.
After a few more minutes of this, Nicholas and Susan had finally pinned Peeta down at least once after that Peeta was exhausted; he walked over to Haymitch and I practically falling on the floor beside me to rest.
"Can one of you take a turn now?" Peeta asked, panting slightly.
"Sure, great job Peeta." I praised him; patting his knee that was bent up.
Peeta smiled at the small gesture, I handed him my water bottle which he thanked me and gulped it down. Then, I walked over to Susan and Nicholas teaching them the only thing I could in less than a week; how to shoot a bow.
We all walked over to the archery station, I grabbed the two bows handed one to each other them and gave them and arrow.
"Okay, show me what I am working with." I said pointing at the target.
Nicholas went first and I was astonished at his skills. Because he was awful, the boy just let the arrow go pulling back only slight; it only went about a few feet in front of him. Susan was, if possible, more awful. She didn't even pull back at all, the arrow simply slipped from her fingers; clattering down to the floor. I sighed heavily.
"I'm sorry." Nicholas whispered Susan nodded in agreement clearly ashamed.
I shook my head, walking in front Susan before straitening her back, lifting her elbow, moving her legs farther apart, and pulling her hand back before sliding the arrow into place.
"Try it again." I told her. Susan let go of the arrow, it immediately flew, hitting the target's bulls-eye. "Good, now why couldn't you do that before?" I asked before moving to Nicholas and giving him the same treatment, "Shoot it." I ordered, Nicholas shoot it as well and the arrow his right next to Susan's in the bulls-eye. I walked over to get the arrows out of the target.
"Thank you so much, Katniss! That was amazing, I can see why you love it so much!" Nicholas said excitedly.
I handed both of the arrows back to them, "Your welcome, do it again without my help."
After a few more minutes of bulls-eyes and no help from me, I smiled at the two. Then, I walked over to Haymitch and Peeta; who were both staring at me. I sat down next to Peeta and grabbed his hand.
"Your turn." I said to Haymitch.
Haymitch laughed, rolling his eyes before getting up and walking over to the kids.
"Great job, Katniss." Peeta complemented me, kissing my cheek.
"Thank you." I nodded happily. "I suppose they could get a little better, I don't know if they learn a few things maybe they could do… okay."
Peeta turned my head to face him before cracking a smile, "You care for them don't you?"
I shook my head, "No, but I do like how quickly they learn."
Peeta kissed me, "That is respectable."
We looked over to Haymitch, he was currently giving the kids advice about running away, using a knife, and being aware of the force field that surrounded the arena.
Then, the other tributes and there mentors started to walk in. I saw Johanna and her two, Finnick with an elderly woman along with a boy and was that Annie? Finnick walked over to us, tears in his eyes.
"Annie got picked." He whispered. "Please, you have to let her win." He pleaded, looking over at our kids. "Are yours any good?"
Peeta and I were stunned momentarily, "No not really." Peeta told him, trying to reassure him. I cannot believe it, Annie got picked? Annie Cresta! No, no, no! This cannot be happening. Finnick was right, Annie has to win.
Annie walked over to us then, hugging us both tightly, "Annie… I don't know what to say. I'm sorry." I whispered.
"That's alright. I am okay, actually. Don't worry about me, I can fight, swim, use a knife, and a trident." Annie was oddly positive while Finnick looked miserable.
Susan ran up to us, looking annoyed, "Katniss, will you fight with Haymitch? He is being way to annoying; he is trying to get us to drink with him. Oh, hello. Oh my gosh! Finnick Odair!" She hugged Finnick.
Finnick, who was still sad, hugged her halfheartedly back gave her what smile he could then looked at Peeta, "Is this one of yours?"
"Yes, this is Susan and that over there is Nicholas. Susan this is Annie… one of your competitors." Peeta said awkwardly.
"I am also Finnick's fiancée, if you needed to know." Annie said holding out a hand in greeting and they shook hands.
"Great," Susan looked her up a down, "I suppose I will see you in the arena." Susan walked back over to Nicholas without another word.
"What are her weaknesses?" Finnick asked desperately.
"She has no muscle, she is argumentative, but she does learn well so don't teach her anything that could hurt you later," I told Annie, "Also her gift is to make the sun brighter and warmer."
"Okay, thank you Katniss. I am sorry, but I must get Annie out." Finnick nodded thoughtfully. "We will leave you alone now; I have to go train with them." We all hugged each other before parting ways.
I turned to Peeta, "I'm sorry I did that. I know you wouldn't like it. I'm sorry." I whispered.
Peeta nodded, "I don't like it, but I do respect it. It's okay, Katniss, you are only trying to save our friend."
"Thank you," I hugged him tightly, "Do you think that we should get Susan and Nicholas back up to the room now?" I asked.
Peeta nodded, "I don't think Haymitch is going to not let them drink for very long." He laughed lightly.
We all walked back to our hotel room.
Effie greeted us, blushing profusely when she saw Haymitch, "How was it?" She asked excitedly.
Peeta shrugged, "Katniss taught them how to shoot, I taught them a few wrestling moves, and Haymitch taught them how to drink."
Effie giggled as Haymitch nodded proudly.
"They still need a lot of work, but I think they could be okay. Effie, did you know that Annie was reaped?" I asked.
Effie gasped, "No I did not; they have not showed all of the reapings yet. That is awful! Poor Finnick, I bet Annie with her positivity is taking it okay, but poor Finnick!"
I nodded, "I know Finnick was so miserable today, you were lucky not to see him."
"That is terrible," Effie looked down then looked back up at the tributes, "Well, I suppose we should all get to bed. We have a big, big, big day tomorrow and the rest of the week!" Effie clapped happily.
We all agreed; more tired than we had been for a while.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be about the interviews, Cinna, and maybe the Games will start!