Chapter 6

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I can't sleep. How could I? We're only a day away from Capitol! I walk out to the kitchen. Peeta and Haymich is talking about life saving advices, like, don't run for the cornucopia, find a hiding place, find allies - that you trust, don't mess with the arena... yeah, you understand. "Oh, well, hello sweetheart!" Haymich looks at me "Congratulations! How old are you" 'This man is fu*king perv' I think before I answer "I'm twelve" Peeta walks to me "He's not a perv," he whispers " He's just drunk, I know what you're thinking" Okay. that helped. Drunk. A drunk mentor. How is he going to help me ? " Why don'tya join us?" Peeta lifts me off the ground , he carries me to a chair and puts me down. " What was that for?" I say. Peeta just laught at me (meant good). "So, how did you win, Haymich?" I look into his eyes, I can see pain " Pass the vodka." "No" His eyes burns in anger as he streches out for the bottle. Before I could get to my senses, I place a knife between his fingers, well it was ment to hit his finger but he moved it. "That is MAHOGANY!" Effie looks up from the couch. "Do you wanna see the reaping of the other tributes?"

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