KATNISS POV
I couldn't believe my ears. I was a victor. Peeta was a victor. Annabell was a victor. I thought it coluldn't be true since we were victors and our children will be in the only people in the arena but if Cinna is telling the truth... then my children will not come out along with Peeta. I must choose who to protect: Peeta or the children and if I choose the children then I will have to choose one. The faint choking noises bring me back to my senses. I can now see that Bliss has broken down too. Peeta looks like he is the only one who hasn't lost his sanity.
After dawn is breaking through the canopy of the woods, we decide it's best to head back up to our house. Peeta is still not upset it's like he almost saw this coming. I'm not sure though why he isn't upset, probably because we have been in the arena twice before and he isn't afraid of anything.
When we arrive home we all head to our bedrooms because we are all tired after all of the crying that we have done. Peeta enter our bedroom and he breaks down into tears. Well I guess I was wrong about him not being afraid. I lay down next to him and just lie their and hold him. I eventually ask him why he wasn't upset earlier and all he tells me is that he was trying to be strong and brave for Annabell and Bliss' sake. I just lie their and question him more about if he thinks what Cinna said was true. He really does believe we will be tributes in the 100th Hunger Games, and if he believes it then I think I should trust him. He finally stops sobbing and then asks if we should all train for the games. I think about this for quite some time and then I reply with a simple "Yes." After I said my responce he adds in that we should train like careers. I have to agree that is probably a good idea since we will get ahead of the game. Peeta and I don't get to bed until sunset.
Peeta and I wake up before dawn and decide that training day will start today. So. we go grab the buckets and yell to them to get up. They don't wake up on their own so, I shrug my shoulders and put the cold water on Bliss and then the almost boiling water. Bliss is really pissed because I did that so early. I can hear Annabell screaming from the other side of the house, that''s where her room is. I guess Peeta did the bucket to her.
I tell the girls "Go to my bedroom and sit on the bed. Your father and I will be in their in a few minutes. I can hear Annabell rant on and on about this is so stupid and she is saying things like "They couldn't wait until the sun was over the horizon to wake us up?" This really gets me mad. I run in their and start yelling at Annabell. I yell "WE ALL ARE GOING TO BE TRIBUTES IN THE HUNGER GAMES AGAIN AND YOU JUST SIT THEIR, AND YOU JUST SIT THEIR AND CRITICIZE ME?" Obviously since she is an exact replica of me, she yells right back. That goes on until it gets to dirty, dirty words. Peeta has to drag me out of the room. While he drags me out I yell louder and louder as we get farther and farther away from my bedroom. So it won't get any worse, Peeta kisses me. I guess he was just trying to get me to shut up but it's too early to think.
Peeta took me into one of the spare bedrooms and, sat me down in the spare bed. I thought that he would just yell at me so I just gave him a dead stare and raised my voice, then said "I don't care what you think! My whole family's' life is on the line and she disrespected me for trying to help her!" Peetas' next move really surprises me. He lays a kiss on my lips, and it is one of few kisses that have that feeling that starts in my stomach and stirs all the way through my body and makes me want more. I pull him in closer and we kiss for a few minutes but then I hear Bliss go "Aww" and Annabell go "Eww" simultaneously. That breaks us apart. That's when I notice it. I have been unbuttoning Peetas' shirt and am immensely embarrassed. I only wanted to get kisses but no this type of display of affection.
We all settle down enough to go over a "training strategy". We have decided to become "careers". That will require a lot more disapline and training than any of us are ready for.
