Prim's POV
I sit on the couch, just wait for the time when I have to leave my home. The door clicked open and I stand up to leave, only to be surprised by see Peeta's dad standing there. " What are you doing here?" I ask politely. "Oh Primrose, you didn't have to come here. But you did. I just wanted to say goodbye, I never really knew you, but my son did know your sister. Good luck, and don't worry, we all believe in you." He says. I nod my head, and go to hug him. He's a little startled, but then hugs me back. We let go, then he offers a small paper bag towards me.
"What's this?" I look inside and see some kind of sweet owing food, with little ice ing designs on them. They looked so delicate."Just some cookies. Thought you might like them. Just something you can eat from home." I nod my head. "Thank you so much, I love them, especially the design." "Thank you. My son did that." He shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut, not letting tears fall. I understand, he doesn't want his son to go. "Well their beautiful. Goodbye!" I say as he starts walking out the door."Goodbye, don't let the games..." He fades out and I'm left with the curiosity of what he was going to say.
I look out the window, thinking its time to go, just as my escort, Effie I think, bursts throw the door saying it is definably time to go. I nod my head and slowly getting up, not wanting to leave. We go to a small car,which would take us to the train to the hateful Capitol. I see Peeta is too. We connect eyes, just for a split second. Effie is saying something but I can't bring myself to hear. I'm too busy missing home and the memories. I remember to try not to cry because I don't want people to feel I'm just a little insecure girl. I am, but nobody needs to know that. I know for sure there will be cameras at the train station. I slightly doze off, and what felt like minutes later, it's time to get on the train.
I don't want to leave though. I don't want to. But, I'll have to. I keep my head down and we head to train, not wanting any attention. News reporters ask me questions, but I just ignore them and keep walking, until one question stops me.
"Why did you volunteer?"
I swiftly turn around and slowly walk to the person who asked the question. I just want people to know why, that I did just do it as a foolish act. "Why? Well, I know I'm younger, but my sister, you don't know how much she's been through. I love her to bits, and I don't want to see her there. She's had more scars than me, and she doesn't need more. I was trying to pay her back for all those times she cared for me when no one else did." I finish, and I look straight at the camera guy and say "Katniss, I love you. Goodbye." Turn away, and run onto the train, ignoring everything else. Inside I let the tears finally fall, but when I look around, I am amazed.
All I see is beautifully decorated foods, too many to name. There were a variety of differently coloured water, all different in the weirdest way. There were fat foods and healthy ones, all having name tags.The furniture is very plush and expensive. There were polished panelled walls, mahogany tables and a variety of foods and refreshments for the us. "This is for you to eat! Go on,help yourself!" She say happily as she walks in those shoes she calls heels to another room. I just can't bring myself to believe this much food is right at my hands to eat. I slowly walk around, trying to decide what to eat first. I grip the cookies in my hand that Peeta's dad gave me, saving it for when I miss home. I come to a stop at a beautifully decorated cake. Right next to it is some cookies with brown things inside. I start to look for the name tag as Peeta approaches me. "Those are chocolate chip cookies." He says. I step back as I'll at him confused. "How do you know?" I ask curious. I mean, we never had these at home, how would he know what they are?
"Well, we have them at my family's bakery, and we bake them sometimes for special occasions." He picked one up and brings it to his mouth as he bites it. He slowly chews his, delight written on his face. After he finishes the entire thing, he looks me."These are certainly much better than the ones at home, try some, I know kids would love them." He walks over to a chef as they discus the designs and other bakery stuff. I look at the chocolate chip cookies, as Peeta calls them. I've never tasted chocolate before, so this is a first. I cautiously pick on up and take a small bite. The exquisite taste runs though my mouth and as a take another bite. I let the chocolate melt in my mouth, I've never eaten such fine and tasteful food before. I take a small bogland fill it up with 2 cookies of the same kind.
I also see an apple. My eyes brighten, as I finally see something I recognize. I grab a bright and ripe red apple, and take it to a table and start my small meal. I hope the apple is ripe though, Katniss never told me how to find apples. She just brought home some red and green ones, rarely a yellow during summer. I never really liked the yellow and green ones, they were to sour, but there red ones, the were delicious. I take the apple and bite into it. The sweet juice spreads out in my mouth and I savour this delightful taste. I also heard these are healthy, what ever that means. And look at the 2 chocolate chip cookies and smile and eat one. Man, this taste so good beyond my wildest dreams!
Just as I finish up my small meal, Effie walks in. "Hello Primrose! Is it okay if I call you Primrose or shall I call you Prim?" I think about this. Well, almost everyone calls me Prim, and mostly loved ones. I honestly already know that Effie never meant for me to be called. I did see the sadness in her shiny eyes as I was walking up. I mean, she probably wished I would have stayed there, at home safe. I look in her eyes now, and I see so much care, love and sadness as they look at me right now.She looks nice, so it's no problem. If she calls me a nickname right? "You can call me Prim." I smile at her as she returns it. "Okay, well Prim, you know your mentor, Haymitch Albernathy?" I nod my head in response. "Well, come, we should go meet Hume to discus strategies in the games." I nod as she gets up to and waits for me to follow. I quickly get up, and look out the huge window. Woah. This train is so fast. Apparently I said that aloud as Effie smiles and says " Yes, it does go fast doesn't it? 250 miles per hour, you don't feel a thing. It's brilliant isn't it? It has separate compartments for each of us, which include a bedroom, a dressing area and a bathroom. It's wonderful." I smile at her as we walk over to another car. Inside there is a huge table, with Peeta and Haymitch waiting for us.
Haymitch, with a bottle of alcohal in his hand looks at us as we walk in. Haymitch started drinking after the games, it was heard that it was to get rid of the bad memories there. I was kind of afraid of him because of that, and I sure don't want to really talk to a drunk person. They're scary, but I guess I have to. As me and Effie take a seat, Haymitch begins to talk. "Let's start shall we?" I look to the ground as I nod.
Well, this is going to be interesting.
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