The Hunger Games: Peeta's POV

Chapter Five

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Peeta's POV-
"I'm sorry," I say with worry rising in my voice. "On fire?" Portia gives me a smile. "We're not setting you on fire silly!" I exhale in relief. It feels like I'm a hundred pounds lighter. "Then, what are you setting on fire?" I ask in curiosity. "It's just your outfit!" "Oh. Sorry, I just got a little worried." "It's oaky! Well, it's time to go!" She opens the door and we're off to The Tribute parade.
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I walk up to our chariot and I see Katniss standing by the black horse that will be pulling us down the path.

"Hey." I say to Katniss with a smile forming on my face. "Hi." She says. "You ready?" I ask. "Yeah. You?" "I freaked out, but I'm fine now. It's just the outfit that their setting on fire." "Yeah." She replies with a half smile. Before I know it District 1 is entering. "Looks like that's our cue." She nods and we climb onto the chariot.

District 2 goes then 3, 4, and so on. After waiting for what seems like forever, it's our turn to dazzle the crowd full of sponsors.

Cinna shows up just just before we leave and gives Katniss a button. "Press this when you ready." She gives him a nod and with that the horses begin to pull us down the aisle. As we enter Katniss almost immediately presses the button. Fire springs out of our outfits. I can tell it's fake. It looks almost animated. I don't know what I was worried about.

The crowd roars with applause. I think I'm about to loose hearing in my left ear. Katniss smiles and waves to the crowd and one person even throws a rose to her and she catches it. I suddenly think that holding hands would be great for sponsors.

I reach down for Katniss' hand and she pulls away in disgust. "What are you doing?" She asks. "Come on," I say. "they'll love it." Her expression changes as if something clicks and she gives me a nod. She reaches down for my hand and I grab it.

I feel sparks the moment I touch her soft hand. I don't know how to describe this feeling. The moment my skin touches hers it's like my hand.....heated up. Almost like fire. It's like the feeling of love. It's a feeling I lack. My mother hates me. And my brothers always tease me. The only feeling of love I get is from my father. I know he loves me. I can read it in his expression. His eyes are full of love and he always has a smile plastered across his face. My mother's on the other hand are filled with hatred and her expression is almost always unreadable. She's like a drone.

I flash back to the crowd roaring with applause. One half is screaming Katniss' name and the other half is screaming mine. This will get us plenty of sponsors.

We end our journey down the aisle. And I see President Snow standing over a podium. He silences the crowd with holding his hand out. He begins his speech. "Welcome! Welcome! Tributes we welcome you!" Their are small cheers through out the crowd. "And we wish you, happy Hunger Games!" More cheers. "And may the odds be ever in your favor!" With that our chariots exit with the screams of the crowd echoing in my ears.

Katniss is just about to let go, but I stop her. "No! Don't!" I say. I don't want this moment to end just yet. Just a little longer. "I think I might fall off this thing. Please hold on." She nods and grasps onto my hand even tighter. "Thank you." She smiles. And then the chariot comes to a halt. We hop down and start walking toward Effie, Haymitch, and Cinna. "That was fantastic!" Cinna says. "We are all anybody's going to be talking about!" Effie screams. "Nice job you two!" Haymitch says giving us two thumbs up.

As we talk I catch the District 2 boy looking at Katniss in a death stare. I'm halfway tempted to go over to him and punch him across the face, but it wouldn't end well. In the end, I would be the one on the floor and he would be the one walking away so I stay put.

Haymitch notices and says, "Lets go upstairs."
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"He's a career. You know what that means?" Haymitch asks. Katniss replies. "District 1." "And 2. They train at a special academy till their 18 and by that point their pretty lethal." Effie interjects. "But they don't receive any special treatment and I don't think they let them have desert. And you can." "So how good are they?" I ask. "Obviously their pretty good. They win it almost every year." "Almost......" Effie says. "But they can be arrogant. And arrogants can be a big problem." He says looking at Katniss. Effie interrupts again. "We should have some chocolate covered strawberries!" No one objects.

We enjoy the sweet treat of the delicious berries and with that I change into more comfy clothes for bed and dream about how I will die in the arena. And how Katniss will go home......