PRIM'S POV
"Prim? Prim! Come on! You have to wash your hair!" Mum says, trying to sound cheerful but I can hear the misery and worry in her voice. Well, it is the reaping day. I give a heavy sigh and make my way to the bathroom where Mum's waiting with a bucket of water, jug and a bottle of lavender scented shampoo, which is probably the only one we're ever going to afford. Katniss and I both agree it's hardly a bathroom with it's putrid tile walls, a pathetic excuse of a toilet, a small metal sink, piles of buckets stacked in one corner and it's claustraphobic size. Frankly, everyone in District 12 have "bathrooms" like this, so I am still grateful that the Capitol at least chose to provide the poorest district with bathrooms. However, the Capitol's luxury compared to the districts (even district 2) makes our houses look like rabbit holes! But, I suppose it is better than nothing. Afterwards, mother towel drys my hair and intrecately braids it at either side of my head. Then, she pauses for a while. Slowly, she walks towards the large wooden wardrobe that we all share with her graceful ballerina feet, gently tapping the wooden floorboards hardly making a sound. She opens it and picks out a soft blue silk dress which looks like delicate white clouds floating aimlessly in a summer sky at the tips of the skirt. Then I realise it's her own dress, from her apothecary days. Another one of her beautiful smiles paints itself on her face as she feels the smooth silk inbetween her fingers. Carefully, she places it down on the bed her and I share and whispers ,"For Katniss." Mum turns her head to me and smiles as I wrap my arms tightly around her. Then, she makes her way to the wardrobe again and picks out a fresh white blouse with small puffy sleeves and the most beautiful gold skirt. "And for Prim" she says after she gently places it down next to Katniss's dress. "Wasn't that Katniss's first reaping outfit?" I question. "Yes" she replies. "She told me she wanted you to wear it." I say, "It's perfect." I pick up the blouse and skirt and go put it on. The blouse is a bit too big and mum's trying to make it smaller with some safety pins, but a little tail still sticks out. The door creeks open and Katniss appears, hair scruffy and blown all over the place, coated in mud and dirt with her bow and arrow slung over her shoulder and carrying a bag of food she traded with Greasey Sae. She smiles and says,"You look beautiful Prim,"
