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Chapter 1

Katniss decided to go in my place. I've never been so mad at her. How could she do this? She's the only thing keeping Mother together, and mother and I alive. Of course I'm grateful. But I would be much less missed in her place. I'm just the girl-with-the-goat. She's the best sister I could wish for, and was a mother figure when my mother was struggling with our father's death.

She comforted me on the day of the Reaping, my first one. I don't know how I got pulled out of the glass ball, I only had one slip, and Katniss had fifteen. Neither of us had he most in district 12, some people, like Gale Hawthorne have fifty odd. She was constantly reminding me I looked like a duck with the back of my shirt hanging out. When Katniss wasn't in the room and mother was doing my hair I asked her to do it like Katniss, but she said she would but slightly different. She called it a waterfall plait, it was like how Katniss had her braid going from her right ear to under her right ear, but instead it was like a band going around my head, with soft curls flowing underneath in a waterfall. I loved it, but Katniss looked beautiful, in a blue dress with blue heels, she looked uncomfortable and kept on patting her hair which was in a fancy braid on the back of her head.

When my name was called out and I walked forward, I could feel the back of my shirt come untucked, and all I could think was will Katniss get on with buttercup (my cat), and hope mother annoyed me. I turned around when Katniss screamed my name as she was fighting against the men who had her restrained

'Prim! Prim!' her voice cracked and ripped my heart out when I heard it. Then her face went all like a crazy person does when they realise something amazing.

'I volunteer!' she screamed. My heart stopped 'I volunteer as tribute!' she screamed even louder. She walked forward and I tried to run after her and blubbing and telling her not to and I would go in. But gale grabbed me around the waist and pulled me away. I kicked against him but he didn't seem to notice.

Everything was a blur after that, my eyes were so watery. I heard Peeta Mellark get his name called out. No one volunteered for him. Katniss is the only one is 12s history to do so. She earned the three fingered salute in respect for that.

Something stirred inside me as I've seen how Peeta looks at her. He likes her, I've seen him watch her in the square. His Dad is really nice to me and does amazing trades for my cheese. He says there's no finer cheese in 12. His mother scares me though. How could a man as nice as him marry such a brutal woman?

Now, sat on the cold floor staring at the screen as Katniss and Peeta are on their Chariot ride; looking stunning as ever, Katniss' eyes look large and given her size next to Peeta, still manages to look lethal. Peeta looks like he could tackle a bear the way the black skin-tight outfit clings to his muscles. I see the district 11 girl. She's the same age as me and about the same size and build. She looks so tiny next the huge boy from her district. Her outfit is that of a tree fairy, she looks beautiful but vulnerable.

Gale looks sick and older than he should do. He came to our house to get away from his family for a bit. He must be so worried about Katniss. He loves her so much, if he realises that I don't know. Then Peeta holds Katniss' hand. His face falls and kicks over the broken stool in the corner Katniss never got round to fixing and storms out. Mother gives me a knowing look and I go outside to talk to him.

He stands there in the rain, his dark hair dripping already, staring into the middle distance, he looks so sad it breaks me. I stand next to him and wrap my arms around him.

'She's stronger than we think you know. She'll win. She has to' I say into his belly.

'I know she is Prim. But it's whether she has it in her to kill a person. Game is different, we don't understand them the way we do other humans. She could kill them before they even see her.' his voice croaks out ' she could hide easily shes so small, she'd have no problem finding food. But killing a person would break her inside'

'She wont loose herself will she Gale? She wont go all crazy like that boy who started eating the people he killed? Or the girl who started talking to the dead bodies s if they were really alive?'

'She wouldn't give the Game Makers the satisfaction, don't worry'

'Come inside Gale, you'll catch your death.' I pull his arm and bring him inside so we can go eat some of the bread Mr Mellark gave me the other day.

Thanks for reading. I'm open to constructive criticism. Sorry it's very brief I'll add more soon