Primrose Everdeen is not your average supportive character. Being reaped, almost dying two times, living in a district that everyone thinks is in rubble, training to become a doctor, and of course, being the sister of Katniss Everdeen. Prim struggle...
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Clove and Ivy were sisters.
My mouth hung wide open, and for a moment I had no words at all.
" Ivy, you know Katniss didn't kill Clove. Thresh did. That's why we're in this rebellion, Ivy. So no more children like your sister get killed." Ivy slightly nodded and stood up. " I hate that Snow! I'm happy your sister gets to kill him." I just looked down at the ground. Rory came and helped Ivy up. " Hey guys, we don't have classes tomorrow. How about we camp out?" Lidia spoke up. We all nodded, including Ivy.
Ivy was like an onion. You had to peel back her tough layers to final get to her true self.
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" AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Rory screamed. " My marshmallow got burnt!" We all laughed at Rory's pouting face. " Here Rory I'll take your's. I like mine burnt." I said, and took the stick. We ate marshmallow crackers with chocolate until we were full. Suddenly, Ivy spoke up. " Prim, when we were training, how did you get that knife right in the center?" I shrugged. I hadn't really given that much thought about it ever since. " I don't know. Maybe I'm gifted?" I laughed, but everyone else just looked at me. Ivy leaned toward the fire.
" There is a story that is passed down to all children of District 2 about these... amazing knife skills. " She looked up and continued.
" On the first day after the Hunger Games were declared, a man living in District 2 went to the Capital. He had been very good friends with President Shrine, who was the president at the time. The man even meet President Snow, who was a boy of three years old. The man offered up all his gifts to the president, convincing him to do something so his only daughter would not die if she was chosen for the Hunger Games. After much convincing, President Shrine agreed. The girl was taking to the Capital and injected with serum that made her extremely skilled in knives. " " When the girl was picked, she had killed sixteen tributes at the Cornucopia. It was a bloodbath that year." Ivy said, and continued. " Now, they say that direct descendants from the girl could have a chance to have the skills she did." " Of course, this is a children's story, encouraging children to volunteer for the Hunger Games. But some say that my sister actually could've had those exact knife skills."
I looked at Ivy. " So are you trying to say I might have those knife skills?" Ivy shrugged. " I don't know, but you seem pretty good."
Rory and Lidia decided to hit the sacks, but Ivy and I stayed up for awhile. " Prim, I'm so sorry for everything I've done. I just didn't have anyone to talk to about my anger. After the games, my parents couldn't even look at me without thinking of Clove. They sent me to 10 to live with my aunt. She never payed any attention to me." I sighed. " It's fine Ivy. Your sister just seemed so.... Murderous.
Ivy looked up, her eyes solemn.
" Even though Clove was murderous, she will always be my brave sister that volunteered to take my place in the end."
