The Girl Who Lived.

Chapter 12

It is the reaping for the 74th Hunger Games. I am 17 now, I will be 18 soon. I get dressed in a nice-ish suit and Haymitch is dressed similarly, and he is drunk as hell, and we are off to the reaping. "Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor." Effie says. The mayor does his speech and Effie reaches into the ball with the girl's names. "Primrose Everdeen!" She says, Primrose starts to come up and someone

I know is her sister, Katniss, runs out. "I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" Katniss shouts, she is 2 years younger than me, but she is much taller than me. She comes up. "What is your name?" Effie asks. "Katniss Everdeen." Katniss says. "I bet my buttons that is your sister." Effie says. "Yes." Katniss replies. Haymitch gets up drunkenly and goes over to Katness. "I like her. She's got....sPuNk! More than you." He says pointing at the cameras. Then he falls off the stage. Peace Keepers go over to him but I hopped off the stage to him before they can get to him. "I got him. I got him." I say lifting Haymitch up and putting my arms around him. I drag him to the train and wait for the others. After a little Effie, Katness, and someone that looks like Peeta comes onto the train. "Lilly!" The boy says and runs to give me a hug. "Peeta? You got reaped?!" I say hugging him back. "Ya. But it's ok." He says sitting down. The two wonder where Haymitch is and he walks in with a bottle of liquor in his hand. "Haymitch, stop with the alcohol." I say taking the drink away from him. Haymitch and I sit with Katness and Peeta. "Do you have any advice for us?" Katness asks. "Here's some advice; stay alive." Haymitch and I say, it has become a joke between us because a handful of years ago he said the same thing and it stuck. "How old are you again Lilly?" Katniss asked. "I'm 17. I'll be 18 soon." I respond. "How old were you when you won the games?" She asks. "I was 12. I will not answer many more personal questions though." I say. "Wow, that's young." Peeta says. I worry for my young friend, I hope for his safety. Effie says we are near the Capital and Katniss and Peeta and at the window, Peeta is waving to the crowd. "Cool, ain't it." I say looking out the window. "Absolutely! You come here every year?!" Peeta says. "Yep, although, my stay here is almost always short lived." I laugh. "Wow." is all Peeta can say.

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The duo are dressed in black jumpsuits, Haymitch is who knows where, and I am in my usual suit. Thankfully Finnic doesn't come over this year, neither does Chaff. Cinna, Katniss's stylist, lights the two on fire. They drive through the streets and they are holding hands?! I walk through the crowd trying to hype them up to people, per usual.

(Time Skip)

Katness and Peeta start training today. Haymitch is drunk as always. "So, Lilly, how about we make our tributes allis this year." Finnic says with his dumb smirk. "How about, no." I say. "Aw, come on, you saw how they were in the parade." He says. "No, means no. Although, knowing you, you probably don't have that word in your limited vocabulary." I smirk. Haymitch comes over, slightly sober, and puts his arm around me. "Who has a limited vocabulary?" He asks. "Well, you, for one. But I was talking to Odar here." I say gesturing to Finnic. "Well, leave my kid alone." Haymitch says in his, what I like to call it, 'Protective dad voice'. I find it sweet that Haymitch pretty much took me in after my games. "Oh, so she's your kid now?" Finnic smirks. "Well, it's like I'm his kid." I say with a laugh. Finnic finally leaves after a while. Katness and Peeta come back after a while and we all talk about the games.

(Time Skip)

The tribute scores are being announced and Katness got a 10, just like I did, and Peeta got an 8. The interviews are tomorrow.

(Time Skip)

The tribute interviews went....ok. I mean Peeta said he was in love with Katniss but oh well. The games will start in a few minutes. Haymitch and I sit in the control room, just like every year. We watch as the chaos unfolds.