The world has just exploded, at least mine did anyway. Who does she think she is? Yes, I know that they're practically enemies, they know that one of them has to die, but what's her grudge against me? Why did she have to tell me? I don't see her talking to Haymitch like this, then again, he has nothing to lose. He doesn't owe anyone.

My plan has already failed before the Games had even begun. Peeta is already a dead man walking. But I can't let her get to me.

I find Haymitch in the excessively over decorated living room, staring at the wall with a blank expression painted on his face.

"Haymitch?"

He shakes his head rapidly and looks over at me, "What could you possibly want at this time of the night sweetheart?"

I approach him and sit next to him on the sofa, "I need your help."

He looks at me with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "What ever for?"

"It's Vailea, she- ," my throat began to choke up, "she said she'd kill Peeta."

Haymitch's eyes widened, disbelief was in his eyes, "Why would she say that?"

I stand up, aggravated, "I don't know! Before I could asked she walked away!" I'm so filled with anger that I smash a vase filled with roses.

He walks towards me and reaches out, "Katniss, calm down, we're going to find out why. But you must understand, chances are someone else will do it if he does die. I'm pretty sure that she'll be too preoccupied with trying to win that she won't be bothered to just focus on him."

For once I feel this rage inside of me, something that I have never felt before, such strong hatred towards the Capitol, for putting me in a situation like this, for putting everyone in a situation where they have to watch their loved ones get murdered. I don't want anything to do with the Capitol, I want to get out of here, I need to get out of here.

Haymitch places his hands on my shoulders and looks at me straight in the eye, "But right now we need to assure her that both of them are on even plains."

I push him away and head back into my room, but what I see makes my heart stop beating.

There, lying soundly on my bed, is a snow white rose.

After another night of insomnia I drag myself to the dining room, the aroma of fresh bread fills my nostrils and sends me in a daze that filled with memories. I remember about the bread, I can't seem to get away from him, even when he isn't in the room.

The next people to walk in is Haymitch and Effie, they're discussing the tributes and the success of the parade.

But there's something stirring inside of me, something that makes me feel uneasy.

As soon as Haymitch sits down beside me I lean over and start whispering, I have to be cautious because this room is most likely bugged.

"The president isn't happy Haymitch, I'm not sure if you saw, but he sent a rose in their chariot, he isn't happy about presenting them as a team, especially since they're from the same District, he's aware that everyone knows each other in District Twelve. He knows that they have a bond of some sort, just like I do to them."

"I don't think that means anything Katniss, it could have been anybody."

"If it was just anybody then why was a rose in my room last night?"

Haymitch freezes, his eyes wide, he gulps nervously.

"It's a warning Haymitch."

He opens his mouth but before he can respond Peeta and Vailea walk in and have their breakfast. I can't help but stare at Vailea, I can't look at her the same way after she told me her intentions, I can't help but alternate looks at the two tributes in front of me, knowing that one of them is devising a plan to kill the other. But Haymitch's creep into my mind, 'chances are someone will kill him before she does.' And I know he's right in a way, unless she attacks him at the bloodbath.

She catches me staring at her and gives me a small smirk, so much evil for such a pretty face.

I press my lips together and stare down at my food.

Haymitch breaks the silence, "Okay you two, I have something to say."

Peeta looks up, "What?"

"That stunt you guys pulled last night? Who's idea was it?"

"Cinna's," Vailea replies nonchalantly.

I should have known, the capes that were on fire, them holding hands, in his very first year as a stylist, Cinna is already creating conflict within the Capitol.

"Well, trust me, you guys won't have to do that anymore. It was just a one time thing, to you know, win the crowd, but now one of the crucial parts are over, you don't have to stick together anymore."

Peeta nods and Vailea gives herself an evil grin.

"But I hope that you're aware, that you've made yourselves potential targets."

Peeta's face is suddenly filled with fear while Vailea's remains the same.

"What do you mean?"

Haymitch puts down his fork and leans forward on the table, eyeing the two tributes, "I mean that the other tributes aren't happy that an outlying District stole the show from them. Especially the Careers. This is their show, but you stole the spotlight."

I turn to face Haymitch, "How'd you find out?"

He rolls his eyes and begins to eat again, "The other mentors."

Effie suddenly speaks, I forgot that she was even here, "Anyway, I'll be escorting you at 10 to the Training Center. You better be ready by then."

I mentally slap myself on the head, how could I forget that training was today? I already know what Peeta is good at, and Vailea has mentioned something about knives, it kind of makes me uneasy if she's good, knives are an extremely dangerous weapon is used the right way. It she's agile along with being skilled with a knife, she could be a contender in winning these Games. The question is if she's good at survival.

"Well stay away from what you're good at, if Haymitch is right, then the other tributes will be watching you, especially the Careers. My advice is don't ignore the survival skills, learn how to light a fire, learn about medicinal and edible plants and try to learn about using new weapons. If you get your hands on a weapon it's not guaranteed to be the one that you specialize in," I say.

Peeta nods and even Vailea cracks a small smile, but her eyes say something else, it says that she's forming a plan.

While Haymitch and I wait for them we watch the news broadcast regarding the reactions of the citizens regarding the tributes after watching the parade.

Districts drag on and on, and once again they predict that the Careers have a good chance, of course they do, they win it almost every year.

Then the little girl from Eleven appears on the screen, she's so small that it hurts to watch them talk about her like an object. According to the poll, most think that she won't make it past the bloodbath.

And then my tributes appear, Vailea comes first, they have a picture of her at the reaping and one at the parade to compare. I know only realize that she was wearing a small smirk on her face during the entire chariot ride, they talk about how she looks feisty and that she's quite pretty, they then begin mindless talk about what alterations would look good on her.

Peeta then flashes on the screen, his reaping and parade screenshot side by side, and what a transformation he has made. I now just notice that his hair was cropped shorter, and that they made his hair spikey instead of leaving it in its natural state. But that's about the only difference to his features, what's really different is that he looks radiant and gives the illusion that he's glowing while his reaping picture just exhibits a scared sixteen year old boy in a loose shirt that was tucked in his faded pants.

"Ah, this is the one that everyone has been waiting for! Peeta Mellark from District Twelve!" the presenter chirps, "Quite an impression am I right? I wouldn't mind getting my hands on him."

I am utterly disgusted, sure he was attractive but they shouldn't be talking about him in this manner on a live broadcast, it's vile and cruel because he's going into the Games, and if he wins he'll be plagued with greedy women. This makes my blood boil, they don't deserve him, he deserves better than them and better than this.

Instead of talking about his chances they continue on about how attractive he is and how they imagine what a night with him would be like. He's not a prostitute, so they shouldn't be talking about him like he is one.

I'm suddenly summoned to President Snow's office, and I'm scared about what he's going to say to me. I know that it'll be regarding my tributes.

I push open the golden rimmed mahogany doors and slip in. There in the center of the room is President Snow himself, seated at a large office table. The smell of the room is putrid, the scent of blood and roses combined overwhelm my senses and I feel sick.

"I'm sure you know why you're here Katniss, please, take a seat."

I sit down, "It's about my tributes isn't it?"

"Smart girl, now, I have a small problem. You see, I know about your debt to the boy. I know about the story involving the bread."

I can feel my eyes widen and I open my mouth to respond but he cuts me off.

"If you really didn't want anyone to know then you should have found a more solitary space to tell this to Mr. Abernathy. Now, I'm not happy about how you are presenting your tributes. You see, this might just give some hope that we might be able to have two victors this year if they're from the same district. Everyone thinks that they have a history together, but I know that it's not the case. You have to ensure that everyone thinks that they were strangers before this, and that it was just a tactic to get attention."

"But that's all it really was."

"Not in the eyes of the Capitol it isn't."

"Why won't you talk to Haymitch about this too, he's also a mentor."

He lifts his eyebrow, "He's not the one with an infatuation with his tribute. It's nothing too serious just yet, but in my eyes they were showing that they're the one in control of their life, that whatever will happen to them is in their control. They worked the crowd in the way that I am not happy about, District Twelve is an outsider district, and I intend it to stay that way."

"It will stay that way, they're nothing special."

"Well then let us hope it stays that way. Just a little warning Ms. Everdeen, be careful of what you do or say, because trust me, you'll never be alone."

"You can't keep an eye on me forever."

"I don't lie, Ms. Everdeen."

"I won't lie to you if you don't lie to me. I promise you that we have nothing going on, we're not trying to be rebellious."

"When did rebellion ever come into this conversation?"

"When you said that what you interpreted from them being united was a way of showing the Capitol that they don't own them."

His snake-like eyes squint at me and his jaw tenses so much that a trickle of blood runs down his chin.

"It's a deal, I'll won't keep the truth from you. And I hope that you'll hold up your end of the bargain."

"I always do."

"Oh Ms. Everdeen, I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other."

Dun, dun dun! I hope you know what the last line means! But if you don't then it means that he knows that Katniss will do whatever it takes to keep Peeta safe, even if it means breaking a deal with the president himself. Just saying if it's a little unclear. Anyway, I used some of the lines from the movie, cause it was awesome! Thank you so much for reading and I congratulate you if you read this author's note! Reviews are appreciated :)