Chapter five

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I stand in the lunch line.

"You agreed to be the Mockingjay?"

I turn around to see a girl about my age looking back at me. Her blonde hair is tied up in a high pony tail, she seems to be only a inch shorter than me. 

"Agree maybe, More like if I didn't agree they would keep bugging me and wouldn't leave me alone." I respond as I plop dry beans on my plate. 

"I think that job was meant for Katniss and her only." She says glaring at me. I nod my head as I grab a glass and fill it up at the water station. 

"That's what I kept telling them! But no, they wanted me because I was next best thing or whatever, which isn't even true, Gale is the next best thing." I respond as I get my water.

"Well good luck." She says awkwardly.  

"Yeah thanks." I respond annoyed. I leave the lunch line and see a woman waving me over. Confused I go over.

She sits alone. As I get closer with my uneven footing and shaky hands I realize that it's Effie. I hit next to her as she hugs me.

"What are you doing here?" I ask in shock. 

"I got rescued." She says with air quotes. I laugh.

"Are you okay dear?" She asks looking at my bags under my eyes.

"I'm fine.." I stubble. She looks at me and gives me a sad smile.

"So you agreed to be the MockingJay?" She asks taking a sip of water.

"Yeah." I sigh.

"We'll I wasn't suppose to show you this, but I just had to."

She opens this black notebook, with sketches of Katniss in a black suit.

"Their beautiful.."

"They thought you'd have a breakdown."

"They think a lot of things." I say.

"Your suit will be similar. They are making it right now." She says taking a bite of beans.

"Thank you Effie." I say.

"Oh Peeta, thank you."

"Alright Peeta just say your line and wave the flag and you'll be done."

I nod.

My suit is close to Katniss's. I don't have the wings, instead I have a place to store bullets.

I look at the camera.

"People of panem.. we fight.! We.. dare! To end this hunger! For justice!"

Plutarch looks at me with a disappointed look on his face.

"Was that not good?" I ask mad at myself.

"No, it was but try again, try to stop stumbling."

I nod.

"My bad." I say and go back down on my knee. I stand again and start the line.

"People of panem! We fight! We dare to end this hunger for justice!"

"That's it! Perfect, your done! You can go now!"

I nod and step off stage were Effie hugs me.

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