Chapter 7*** Katniss

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We start to head out for the interview, but something caught my eye. A blond head, mucsle built, tall guy caught my eye, and it wasn't Peeta. I swear I have seen him before, but I'm not sure where. I can't be thinking like this. i have to hve a priorty and it has to be to kill or at least survive 23 deaths. I made a promise to Prim mot to leave her, I can't die... will that count as leaving? I was torn inside, if I don't survive will Prim block anything and everything out like Ma did? "He is attractive, isn't he?"  asked Effie. I didn't know if she was serious, so I just responded seriously, " as pleasing to the eye as my bow-and-arrow!" We burst out laughing at the same time, but after I felt bad because I think the guy thought we were laughing on him. I only thought that because he dashed away looking hurt.

We went to the room that all the tributes were to wait in. I was secretly hoping that the boy was in there. He was nowhere in sight. I really wanted to see if he thought we were making fun of him. I know I shouldn't be feeling bad about him, but I can't help it. There's something about him that I can't get out of my head.

The door made a high pitched squeal as someone opened the door. It was the boy, I went to get up to ask him. Effie stopped me and said we are not allowed to "interact" with any other district espceially with the careers. Yet we need to form an alliance with the careers. I officially hate these games, I mean the Capital is so confusing right now. Don't get to used to eating, you don't eat enough how do you expect to stay strong. I needed to focus on what would happen next.

The loud speaker said,"Glimmer". A blonde headed girl with a light pink dress stood up, and left the room. 5 minutes past the and boy named Marvel left the room. 10 minutes later the boy was called. His name was Cato. A cute name for a cute boy. Why am I thinking like this??? About an hour later I was called  to my interview.

In the middle of my interview it hit me the Cato from district two was "him" from my dream! How could this be, I didn't even know what this guy before today. How could I dream such a magnificent dream. I could not wait till tomorrows training session to see him.

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