The books

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I held my breath as the last librarian walked out the door.
I couldn't believe that I had just done that.
We're the juvie people about to come?
Nope. I was alone. I was alone in a warm place with a snack bar.....and bathrooms! I would not have to go in the river anymore. And best of all, there were the books. I plucked one of the shelf and read the title. The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I had read it before, but it was one of my favorites, so I decided to start again. I opened it up and started reading.

When I wake up, the other side of the bed is cold. My fingers stretch out, seeking Prim's warmth, but finding only the rough canvas cover of the mattress. She must have had bad dreams and climbed in with our mother.

And then suddenly I am not in the library anymore, I am on a rough, cold mattress in a shabby little cottage. What the...
"Katniss!"
I look behind me. But then a little girl throws herself into my arms. She looks exactly like...Prim? I stumble back.
"Are you okay Katniss?" She asks.
I look down at myself. My hair is in a long braid to the side, it looks like I slept in my clothes, which are a leather hunting jacket and leggings and boots.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I say, "you're getting heavy!"
She laughs, "I'm twelve now!"
I pat her head, "yes you are."
I need to get out of here. "Im going to go um...hunting," I tell her.
"Okay."
And then I notice that there's a book on the bed. The hunger games. It's pages are still open. I take it and close it.
I'm in the library again.
I stare at the book for awhile, and then, telling myself that I had imagined it all, drifted off to sleep.
When I wake up, the clock says 3:00. I have five hours to read and explore. And then I remembered what happened last night.
After stealing a muffin from the cafe, I flip open tThe Hunger Games to a random page. And then I'm not in the library. I'm in a cave. Outside I can hear the sounds of a stream. I know what scene I'm in. There is a boy who must be Peeta sleeping in the corner. He stirs and looks at me. Then he throws up. I jump back a little bit. He puts his head back down and moans, "Katniss..."
Yes, that's right. I'm Katniss Everdeen.
I spot a bowl of soup in the middle of the cage and some water.
I scoop up some water into my hands and then hold it out for him, "drink." He sips a little, coughs, and then falls back to sleep.
Two cannon booms startle me. But then I remember what that means too, two people just died.

I sit in the cave for a long time , but then finally Peeta wakes up and gestures for me to come closer. I scoot over to him and he reaches out and pulls me in, kissing me. It went on for a REALLY long time and it was starting to get uncomfortable. But I just kept going along with it. After all, it's not every day I'm kissed by a boy. Especially a cute one. And, I know that we have to do this to get more people to like us. He stops so that he can breathe and then goes back in for more. The whole time I'm thinking, "His breath smells like throw up."
Finally he stops and falls back asleep. I'm pretty sure the regular Katniss would enjoy this More than the Anna in disguise Katniss, so I grab the book and close it.
And I'm back in the library. If my lips weren't wet, and the smell of throw up still didn't hang in the air, It would have been like nothing happened. But it did. And tomorrow night, I can't wait to find one of my other books and do it again. I don't know what it is, but I like it. Suddenly, the door opens.
Oh Jeez, I was "reading" longer than I expected.I dive behind a bookshelf, hoping that the librarian won't see me. And then I know what my next trip will be tomorrow night. Yes, I'm going into the place I've wanted to go my whole life. Hog warts. And then after that? Well, who wouldn't want to go to Narnia? Or camp half blood. And I could even go visit Gandalf if I felt like it. I smiled, this was going to be awesome.

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