I'm trying my best to keep up to date with these, but having a puppy is like having a new born. She is driving me insane! However, here is chapters 6 and 7 for all of you lovely people. LOVE YOU.

I know she can hear me approach, but she doesn't turn. I thread my feet through the railing and sit next to her.

"Santana." She sort of nods in my direction without turning.

"Johanna." I feel awkward, not knowing what to say to her. "How are you?"

"I'm just fucking peachy" She sounds angry. "Shouldn't you be getting ready for the interviews?"

"Shouldn't you?" I counter, looking at her. She's been crying.

"Yeah, but I don't really feel like it." She looks back at me, "You look like shit San."

"I know, didn't really get any sleep, not that you're one to talk." She laughs at that.

"It's the first year without anyone to go home to. I'm feeling a little lost. How do you do it?" She rubs at the back of her hand with her eye.

"I don't really know. There isn't some magic answer. Everyone deals with it differently. I drink, Q is cool and aloof. Sue's a bitch." She laughs again at that last part.

"I think I'll be the slut, you know? At least there'll be something warm to go home to." She nods to herself before leaning back and pulling her legs through the railing. She stands, then offers me her hand. "It'll change though, right?"

"Yeah, it'll change." I take her hand and let her pull me up. "We'll make sure of it."

"How are things in 12?" She asks, looking genuinely curious.

"Shit." I tell her honestly. "There's not enough spark there. No fire. No one wants to rebel because there's nothing to rebel for. What about 7?"

"Everyone's riled up, actually. Looking for change. That's the thing about the middle districts. They know enough of the others to know they want more." She lets go of my hand and smiles at me slightly. "See you on the floor" She heads back towards the door, and I wait a little longer, watching the sun move lazily across the sky.

By the time I get back down to the floor assigned to us, there's lots of activity, and almost immediately I'm pulled away to be prepped for the interview. I don't like my new stylist, or the other prep teams we've been given. I miss mine. I miss Will, who's now living out towards the edge of the district with Emma and their baby. We talk on the phone sometimes, and they're happy, which I'm glad for. I can't help wishing he were here on nights like tonight though.

We all meet up in front of the elevator when we're ready. Katniss looks stunning, and listens to Effie blabber on a little mindlessly about it but avoids my eyes. I know she's mad about earlier, and even though it wasn't me who said it, she knows that Sue and I are a team.

When we reach the ground floor, where the interviews are being held, we hand her off to some staff who take her to be lined up, ready to be seated in the big arc the tributes sit in, and move to our own seats just across the stage. I sit next to Sue, and on the other side of me is Chaff, a victor from district 11. The tend to try and sit us boy-girl, but our district hasn't had a male tribute in so long that Sue and I are the only victors the district have.

Johanna enters soon after us, and sits down next to Blight, although she ignores him and leans over to chatter to Finnick, who's looking a little skinner than the last time I saw him. He's the only one involved with us who does what the Capitol asks, and even then it's just to protect Annie.

Quinn comes in last, looking beautiful and dangerous in a dark dress, and sits down quietly, ignoring her fellow mentor, and everyone around her. She throws me a wink though, and I feel myself blush, despite trying to act cool. I see her lips quirk a little and resist the urge to take of my shoe and launch it at her.