Catoniss (#wattys2016)

Chapter 3

Author's Note:

Okay people, I'm going to skip to when the Tributes train.

Haymitch told Peeta and I not to work on our strengths or weaknesses. I go to the 'build a shelter' section when I feel eyes on me. I turn around and see Rue watching me from around the corner. She's twelve years old and from District 12.

"Rue?" I ask.
"Yes?" she responds.
"You can come over here."
"Okay."
She comes over and sits by my side.
"Do you know how to build a shelter?" I ask.
She shakes her head.

"Neither do I, but we'll learn together," I say.
She smiles.
She reminds me of Prim, how could I kill little Rue in one week?

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Cinna, my stylist, gets me ready for the Tribute dinner. He ties my hair into a side braid and puts me in a black dress and there's a little bit of black glitter on my collar bone, representing coal dust. My right shoulder has a sleeve but the other one doesn't.

"Do you like it?" Cinna asks.
"Yes, it's beautiful, thank you," I say.
"You're my girl on fire."
Haymitch, Peeta and I go into the elevator to go to the Tribute dinner.

Haymitch is wearing a plain gray sweater and blue jeans, I don't think he cared about this. Peeta is wearing a fancy black suit. His blonde hair is gelled back. The Districts sit in order closest to the Capitol. On one side, from left to right is District 1 to 6. From right to left on the other side of the table is District 7 to 12.

I'm in between Rue and Peeta and sitting across from Glimmer, the female District 1 Tribute, well, Career. The Careers are Districts 1,2 and 4. But this year, it's just 1 and 2. Marvel, Glimmer, Clove and Cato. Cato is the only Career that looks threatening.

Cato and Thresh, the male District 11 Tribute, are the only Tributes this year that look threatening. Careers usually volunteer, but sometimes they don't. District 12 hasn't had a volunteer before me.
"I'm glad to say that we have three volunteers this year. Marvel from District 1, Cato from District 2 and Katniss Everdeen from District 12," President Snow says.

I hear people clap, but I don't. I can feel the Careers' eyes on me, but I just stare at the table. I glance at them quickly, they're looking at me. But I guess that Cato is good looking and he's got some muscles.

Stop! He's going to kill you in the arena, I think.
I see in the corner of my eye, Cato smile at me.