Prim's pov
I was the most nervous I'd ever been. We walked into the pool of people, every single person's face painted with fear. We both got into our assigned places to stand and waited. My palms were sweating, I rubbed them against my legs, drying them. I looked at the big glass container holding all the names of every child 12-18 in District 12. I thought, This is my first year in and there are hundreds, no, thousands of people, it couldn't possibly be me. I started to relax a bit, but I still couldn't focus on the Capital propaganda video for us, nor would I have wanted to anyways. When it was time to pick the names I clenched my fists and took a deep breath, the fear now, once again filling my body. I whispered to myself over and over, "It won't be me." I closed my eyes as I heard Effie speak the first name drawn, the one I hoped she would not, my own. I opened my eyes and let out a gasp. Everything suddenly foggy, it was like a dream. I was escorted to the front stage. I stood there, my mind completely blank, I was just awestruck at what had just happened. I looked around searching for just one glimpse of Katniss. After a short while I saw her, her face near mirrored what i was feeling.