A.N: Sorry I havn't updated this story in so long but I was not sure where I wanted to go with it but I decided to keep going with it and hopefully you will all enjoy it and sorry this is so short, I promise they will get longer. Reviews would be great. Thank you!

No one spoke for a long while, the only sound was coming from the boy behind her. Haymitch had been tapping a lighter against his thigh to what sounded like the tune to a radio head song for the past 15 minutes and as each second passed Effie found herself growing more aggravated with him but before she had the chance to tell him how rude he was being the doors at the front of the library opened and in walked Principle Snow. He was an ageing man with a white beard and the sort of blue eyes which made your insides turn cold. Just the sight of him made Effie's hair stand on end.

"I suspect you all know why you are here today." His voice was almost dripping with displeasure. "Some of you" his eyes look straight into Haymitch's "are here so often that I'm surprised you haven't started to pay rent. But others" his eyes went to Effie then to Seneca "I haven't seen here before so to welcome you to our little club I have decided to give you an essay. I want 500 words on what you did wrong and why you will not do it again. I expect it to be finished by the end of the 6 hours, I will be back to check you aren't plotting your escape next to you." With that he turned and walked out the room, just as quickly as he came in.

"Would you join me in becoming a rebel and plotting our way out of here?" Seneca joked next to her "the man's deluded."

"I wouldn't say that you know." For the first time since she had entered to room, the boy who was at the table to the side of Effie and Seneca spoke. "He is after all giving us education and he want's us to get a job though I do sociology and in that some people argue that the upper class only-"

Whatever he was going to say was cut off by the sound of Haymitch's rough voice. "We all know what job Trinket will get don't we? Rich man's wife." He laughed at his own joke and Effie clenched her jaw.

"I'll have you know that I have very clear aspirations, I world like to make my own way in this world. I don't aim to be a scrounger like you. In fact I'm already there, being head of school council has some very good benefits in later life."

Haymitch smiled widely at her "you're on school council? Well I must say, that has always been my dream. Tell me more about how I sign up."

Some part of her knew he was joking, but there was no harm in at least trying to get new members. "Well first" she began "i'd put your name in my reaping bowl and at the end of every term I pull two names out and we interview them, well Ceaser does since he is doing film studies and he thinks it will look good on his college application. Anyway, the one who is liked best is declared a victor and we put them on the council. Of course they wouldn't start off as anyone that important but it take's all sorts of people to make a team...don't you think?"

Somewhere in the middle of her speech Haymitch had chosen to produce a flask and was now taking large gulps from it. "Sound's a bit eccentric for my taste, don't think i'll bother."

Effie turned her head away so she was now sat with his back to him, how could one person be so rude? Grated he hadn't had the easiest upbringing but her mother always told her that manners cost nothing, so why was this boy so lacking in them?

As if to cheer her up, the boy who was sat near her spoke again.

"I think it sounds interesting, if I had the time I would join but my mother has me doing so many activities its hard to find time for anything else."

Effie was extremely grateful that at least one person had been listening to her that she turned her chair to face him.

"It really is good fun, If you ever find to you should find me- I mean someone who you know on the council" her friends would never speak to her again if this boy came up to her at school and started speaking to her "and ask about volunteering your services."

The boy smiled, his dark eyes lighting up. "I'm sure I will. I'm Cinna by the way, I don't need to ask you your name everyone already knows it."

Effie felt herself blush, just because people knew her didn't mean she liked people making assumptions. She would have liked the choice to introduce herself but the boys eyes were so full of desperation that she coulnd't help but pity him.

"Pleasure to meet you." She smiled but it quickly turned into a frown when Haymitch spoke again.

"Look out jock strap" he smirked "looks like princess has got herself a new boyfriend."

"Ignore him Seneca" she mumbled "he's just looking for attention and you" she turned to face Haymitch "Seneca isn't my boyfriend and you will do well to remember it."

Haymitch didn't reply but he smirked again and lifted the flask to his lips.

"You should not be drinking in here" Effie snapped "not only is it the very height of bad manners but its only 9am and-"

For what seemed like the 100th time that day Haymitch interrupted her. "You're not doing a very good job at ignoring me Trinket, anyone would think you liked speaking to me."

Effie rolled her eyes and turned away once more, no longer wanting to deal with the rudeness coming from the boy behind her.