I am shocked. I am dumbfounded. I am hurt. I thought that we were doing everything together. I mean, maybe not allies, but he helped me through it. And dare I say, I liked him. Now I am hurt. He abandoned me, all for what - a higher score?

I start with Effie who teaches me how to walk. Properly. In heels. When I said that I liked being tall, I didn't mean in heels. It is hard. After 4 hours I have mastered it. I skip down for lunch.

No surprise that Haymitch is already there. But what shocks me is that Peeta is there, too. I cast my eyes down and my face is hot. When I look up again I see Haymitch and Peeta sharing a glance.

After lunch, I work with Haymitch. I need an angle for the interview. We decide to go with cute. Since I am the smallest of all the tributes I am small and cute. I can do this. I can get sponsors.

I wait in the wings. Sitting in my dress. My beautiful dress. Cinna designed it, it is blue, the color of Peeta's eyes. No. Don't think of him. Too late.

He sits down next to me.

"You look great." He says.

"Thanks. You too." The words come out of my mouth before I can stop them. Just like after the scores were announced. And I feel stupid again. Like a silly girl in love. A silly girl in love who is going to die within the next 2 weeks.

No. Don't think of that. It is almost time for my interview. I take a deep breath and climb the stairs. Just like the stairs to the stage at the reaping.

Caesar introduces me with his blue hair. It's creepy, but I don't think of that now.

We talk about my scores. We talk about home. He asks me if I have any siblings.

"I have 2 brothers, one is 7 and the other is my twin."

"And you love them?" Caesar presses on.

"Yes, with all my heart."

My buzzer goes off and Caesar's last words to me are to make them proud. I will. I am led off stage to a waiting area where there is a viewing screen. Again I see the girl from 1 watching me. It is Peeta's interview. He is funny and likable.

Caesar asks him if he has a crush on anyone. He hesitates. Once again, Caesar knows how to play the crowd just right. He asks again.

"Well, maybe. There is this one girl." He manages to get out before the crowd screams.

"You know what you do Peeta? You win this thing and when you go home, she'll have to go out with you."

Peeta blushes.

"I don't think that will help, because, she came here with me."

She came here with me.

I can feel all of Panem watching my face burn. I bury my face in my hands and force myself to take deep breaths.

Caesar says something about the star crossed lovers if District 12 and then Peeta is led offstage.

The elevator ride up with Cinna is silent. As we reach the top level I don't say anything to Peeta. Or anyone. Haymitch tries to talk to me and I slam my door. I hear bits and pieces of a conversation. Peeta wants to know why I am upset. Haymitch thinks it's for the best. I think. The continue talking as I try to fall asleep. Tomorrow is a big day. Launch day. But I can't sleep.

I make my way up to the roof. I see a figure up there. Peeta. I turn to go back down to bed when his voice stops me.

"Couldn't sleep? Me neither."

I sit across from him, still not saying anything. I look out at the lights of the Capitol.

"Look. You can be mad at me. I would be too." He says, his voice rusty.

"The thing is...I'm not. I didn't think you liked me at all. I thought I did. And then when you weren't training..." Everything falls into place now. This was the plan. Present the two lovers of District 12. Clad was right. Haymitch is smart. They knew I liked Peeta. Then Haymitch thought up a plan. So smart. Peeta was to break off whatever contact we had to anger me. Then at the interviews, announce it to the world. My reaction was what they wanted. Perfect.

I look up to see Peeta watching me. He knows I know. Maybe this is for the better. Whatever happens tomorrow, I have no regrets, no conscience.

We make idle chit chat before I decide that I am going back to my room. I should at least try to rest.

I fall asleep before my head hits the pillow.