Prim POV
I was swiftly escorted from the train and through the cheering crowds until I reached a room. Once shoved inside I turned around and almost screamed, it was a torture room! There was a metal table, needles, spikes, hair dye, and -worst of all- waxing paper. I shivered as a small team of people entered the room, all dressed as lunatics. They walked over and started examining me, circling around as though they were vultures waiting to dig into their next meal. Their smiles scared me as they led me over to the table and handed me a hospital gown. One of them spoke up, "Hello, my name is Octovia and I want you to change into this. Call us once you are done, okay?" I just nodded in response. She smiled and led the group out of the room. Once I had finished getting into the gown I opened the door and peeked out. "I'm done!" I called and just like that they had surrounded me and shoved me onto the table. Octovia Tsked me for having hairy legs and quickly shoved the paper on my legs. When she ripped it off my screams echoed through the room and they all covered their ears.
After the torture was over I hobbled out of the room, my legs a bright pink, and my throat sore and aching. Haymitch saw me and smirked, "Feeling pretty sunshine?" "Haha." I said sarcastically, "Very smart." He swigged his drink and staggered away with me in tow. Peeta then walked out of another room and started to follow us. As we got in the elevator silence held over the three of us with an iron fist. Well this is awkward.......
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The Hunger Games: What If Katniss Never Existed?
FanfictionWhat if Katniss had never been born? On the day of the mine explosion Prim had been sick, forcing her father to take the day off work. With her father surviving the explosion, Prim realized how dangerous his job was and Prim demanded he teach her h...
