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Once I'm standing in a group of girls my own age, my thoughts start to spin out of control.

Not only is it bad that she's not here for me, but its bad for herself, too.

She hasn't signed in, and Peacekeepers will surely question us on why. It is mandatory to go and she's also under 18, which means her name has been entered in at least 5 times. Plus all the tesserae she signed up for… Oh god.

My world is spinning. What if she gets picked and she isn't here? What if I get picked?

The mayor just finished droning on about what an honor the Hunger Games are. I can tell he's nervous in the way he keeps shifting his weight from one foot to another. His daughter's name is in that bowl somewhere.

Thats when Effie Trinket gets on stage and plays the video about the privilege being a tribute is.

I can't focus on it though. My head is spinning.

Then the video stops and Effie announces, "Ladies first!"

My whole body is numb. My head is spinning. I feel like I might faint.

Thats when she says it. "Primrose Everdeen!"

NOW I feel as if I might faint. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

Only one slip of paper out of thousands, and it had my named written on it in black ink.

The other girls around me are giving me looks of pity. Im not sure i can even move. My knees are buckled. Somehow i manage to step away from my group. Everyone is staring, giving me pitying looks.

I have no idea how I'm going to survive on my own.

I make my way up the steps and realize my cheeks are wet. Ive been crying. I hadn't even noticed.

I feel so alone, i don't know where Katniss is. I'm going to puke.

Once I'm on stage I try to scan the boys section for Gale. My heart is hammering in my chest, he's not there either.

Then Effie prances over to the boys bowl and fishes a piece of paper out.

My thoughts are overwhelming me. I can't believe I'm going into the Hunger Games. The nightmares have been right all along. I don't know how to stop crying, great.

"Peeta Mellark!"

That name sounds familiar. I match it to the face that starts walking up to the stage.

I know where i know him from. His family owns the bakery. I feel like it was only a few days ago when me and Katniss strolled through town and stared at the beautifully decorated cakes. I wonder if he made them or if his father did. It doesn't really matter because i won't ever see them again.

Our eyes lock and i see a strange expression in his deep blue eyes. He looks apologetic, like he wants to apologize that I'm up here with him. Or maybe he's sorry that he might have to kill me later. I can't tell.

Im going to die. Thats certain. But i wonder what they're going to do with my mom once I'm gone, since Katniss hasn't shown up today.

"Well go on you two, shake hands!"

I shake hands with him and realize that i used the same hand that i was wiping my tears with. He's definitely going to kill me for sure. I just got my tears all over him.

Im absolutely terrified but i can't keep the nagging fear for something else away, my fear for Katniss.

Katniss where are you?