The Hunger Games - Second Quarter

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"Any ideas on who you want to align with?" Haymitch asked sitting across from Katniss at the table.
"Beetee and Wiress." Katniss replies. There was a round of groans around the table.
"Fine, then Mags." She say followed by another groan.
"You want to live don't you?" Gale snickers.
Katniss shot him glares, he put his hands up in surrender.
"Johanna is cool." Peeta says.
"Very." Gale chimes in with a wink.
I groaned causing everyone to look my way.

"Elsa?" Effie asks.

"I don't know." I reply.

"Phoebe? Brandon?" Katniss suggests.

"I don't know if I can trust them." I reply quietly. 

"What about your dreams?" Effie asked.

"They're just dreams." I say taking a sip of the drink in front of me. It was a mixture of vodka and something else, it burned when it went down; I coughed.

"First time drinker." Haymitch chuckled.

And that was it. The conversations died down and we were all left in silence. Even Effie who always knows how to make an awkward situation not so awkward was silent. Did they know something?

"Well." I spoke.

Effie opened her mouth to speak, "How was training darlings?" she said.

"Katniss killed it." Gale replied.

Katniss grinned shyly, "It was a deal I made." She said, "With Mags."

"Lots of tributes have asked to align with you after that." Haymitch says.

"Sweet!" Gale replies.

Haymitch shook his head, "Not with you." He said pointing to fingers at Gale, he then pointed at Katniss, "With her."

Katniss? Not us, Katniss. Just her. How rude. My face grew warm and I became aggravated, was I jealous? Jealous of Katniss, my own sister? No, I couldn't be. I wouldn't be, would I? Even if I was, why? Maybe because she was perfect in every way, she had the perfect guy, she has perfect aim, shes beautiful, Panem loves her, Gale loves her, everyone loves her. And then there's me, flawed in every way possible, freckled face, hair that falls into my eyes every few minutes, the most flawed love life you'll ever see. Katniss was perfect and I wasn't. Everyone liked her, I just lived in her shadow. I looked at Gale, he had hearts in his eyes as he looked at her, he looked at her the same way Peeta did. The same way I looked at Gale was the way he looked at her and that broke my heart. He broke my heart. This first boy I ever confessed my love for, on national television might I add, didn't love me back. Do you know how mad that makes me, how furious I am with him? I can't handle this.

"I'm going to bed." I announce abruptly, I rushed off into my room and flung myself onto the bed. Staring up at the wall I said, "I wan't to go home." but when I said home I didn't mean District 12, I meant his arms.

Sorry for the short update. More coming :)