Hunger games haymichs pov

The repeating

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Hunger games haymitch pov

Some body taps my shoulder and by instinct I slash blindly with my knife, the one I keep to protect myself from the capital, see when I was a tribute I thought that winning the games that I would escape poverty and life happily with my mother, little brother and my sweetheart, I couldn't have been more wrong about the last part. The capital was furious of me using the force field as a weapon two weeks after I won the games I got a letter from president snow you all the people I loved where dead I've kept a knife In hand while I've slept ever since there murder.

When I finally open my eyes I see old cray standing before me with a annoyed look on his face, not that I blame him he's practically had to drag me to the repeding all these 24 years.

" wake up " he says

" the repeding isn't till 2 it is 9 " I point out

" well I have to be doing some things today so I woke you up early " huff

" ok well bye " I say eager for him to leave.

I sigh I have to go to the hob to get more liquor I'm almost out.
I can't help but look at the kids I'll have to be forced to mentor. eyes follow me to the hob although I try to ignore it I fell like their stares could set me on fire, the blame, I feel like could of done something to prevent this from happening I know I'm on a under cover trying to over throw the capital but it's not getting anywhere soon unless some serous action comes to these games.

I stop by ripper and smack 3 coins on the table in return of 3 bottles of liquor. As I walk out I catch a glimpse of that girl katnip, katniss ? I remember

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I spot a interesting looking girl who looks about 14 and a boy who looks 18 both with loaded game bags ? I've seen the boy every where but the girl I've only seen in the hob witch is weird, no kid dares to go into here " Hey greasy Say who's that girl " " the girl has been trading here ever since her daddy glen Everdeen died when she was 11 don't tell anyone this but she hunts in the woods, she's a survivor"

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I sigh I wonder how many entires she has, snap out of this haymich !!!!!! Do not care better if you don't care they all die at the cornucopia blood bath anyways so definitely better not to care.

I return home to the victors village and plunk myself in the High arm chair in the living room and chug the white liquor out of the bottles, I start to feel woozy but keep drinking anyways, the liquor feels like fire as it runs down my throat, I like it.

I start to regain control of the sight of of Effie and her bright pink wig covering her strawberry coloured hair. The repeating. I try to walk up and join her but my legs fell like they could crumple any second so by instinct I throw my arms out to grab ahold of anything, unfortunately the "anything" happens to be Effie, poor her. She manages to get me seating again but at this drunken state I still notice how her wig has been slightly shifted. I try hard to siffle a laugh and some how I succeed.

"Ladies first" as she always says in her pipi capital ascent. Effie's hand wavers over the large glass bowl creating nervous shudders throughout the crowd.
"Primrose Everdeen" she says is a clear voice. The crowed separates revealing a 12 year old with blond hair taking slow steps up to the stage.
Oh no.
Murmurs fill the crowed like any other time when 12 year olds get picked.

Suddenly a girl with dark brown hair that looks some what like her sister run screaming,
"Prim prim" as she pushes the girl behind her and says the words nobody ever would imagine to come out of her mouth.
"I volunteer I volunteer as a tribute" she says in a desperate voice. I'm surprised family devotion usually doesn't go this far in the games.
"Lovely, but I believe that there is a small manner of introducing the repeating winner and asking for volunteers and then if one does come forth we um........" Effie trails of unsure of what to do
"What does it mater" says the mayor with a pained expression on his face.
"What does it mater" he repeats again "just let her come forward" he says
"No you can't go" primrose starts screaming and attempting to hold her back but a 18 year old seam boy comes up and picks up a thrashing primrose in his arms and says something that is ineligible to make out but his words seem to motivate the girl as she takes carful steps up the stairs, her eyes alert, face emotionless.
"Well bravo that's the spirit of the games!" I can tell she is exited that this district finally has some action in it
"What's your name" Effie says
"Katniss Everdeen" glens girl says
"I bet bottoms that's your sister don't want her to steel all the glory do we. Come on every body let's give a big round of applause to are newest tribute" no one claps not a single pair of hands make a sound instead the crowd raises their three middle fingers to their lips and extends them out wards into the air. Respect. Respect for this girl. This is just what we need for the rebellion! Some body should prais her for this she is the perfect leader.
""Look at her. Look at this one!" I holler throwing an arm around her shoulders. "I like her. Lots of . . . " I can't think of the word for a while. "Spunk!" The next thing I know I'm falling off the stage and I blacked out.

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