This story is the reaping day from Primrose Everdeen's point of view. I haven't read/seen The Hunger Games in a while, so sorry if some of it is false. I don't own anything (the characters, names, story, districts, etc.), however, I did make up some of it. I don't know how long this will be. I will probably continue the story onto how Prim feels during The Hunger Games if people read it. Enjoy!
Chapter 1:
I wake up and look around. I don't know what I expect to see. Katniss is always gone this early in the morning. I lay back down and stare up at the ceiling.
My mother gets me up and I bathe and change. I sigh and notice that I'm shaking. It's reaping day. My FIRST reaping day. I milk Lady, my goat, and I sit down, waiting silently for Katniss to come home.
Katniss walks in and smiles. She walks over to me. "Tuck in that tail, Little Duck," she says. I smile weakly and tuck in the back of my blouse. Mother tells her to go and take a bath and get ready, after a few minutes she walks out of the bathroom, and I feel nervous, warm tears roll down my cheeks.
She hugs me. "You only have one, one paper in thousands, you'll be fine." "But what about you? Katniss we can't loose you. I love you," I say. I give her a long hug, who knows how long I'll have her.
We leave the house and separate from our mother. I gasp as I see the area where they take our blood. "You'll be fine. It doesn't hurt at all," Katniss says. I nod and she gets her blood drawn, smiles over her shoulder, and walks over to her age group.
I step forward and the woman, who wears a Peacekeeper uniform, grabs my arm. She jabs the needle into my arm and I wince, but not from the pain. The woman takes my fingerprints and dismisses me. I walk over to the other children my age.
Effie Trinket walks onto the stage and says the same speech she always says. We watch the same video as always, and everyone glares at her the same as always.
"Ladies first," Effie says with joy. She gracefully puts her hand into the glass container holding the names. "Please not me," I chant silently. "Please not me. Please not Katniss."
She pulls out a single piece of paper. Effie unfolds it and looks at the name. She walks back over to the microphone and reads the name. "Primrose Everdeen," she says happily. I stand still, my feet glued to the ground.
I am Primrose Everdeen.
"Primrose Everdeen?" She asks. "Where are you?" I feel everyone staring, and I begin forward. Katniss pipes up. "I volunteer!" She yells. I turn around and see the Peacekeepers releasing her. I gasp. "I volunteer as tribute!" She repeats.
I stare, wide-eyed, and begin to scream her name. "KATNISS!!! KATNISS!!! NO!!! KATNISS!!!" as Gale grabs me and picks me up to carry me away.
He sets me down by my mother and she holds my shoulders to restrain me. I stare crazily at Katniss onstage as they pick the boy tribute. Some boy named "Peeta Mellark." I don't know him and I'm still staring as they lead Katniss and Peeta away.
End of Chapter 1.
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If people comment and read, I will upload more. This is my first Fanfiction so I don't know if it's even good. Thank you.
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Primrose (Fanfiction of The Hunger Games)
FanfictionThis is the Hunger Games from Primrose Everdeen's point of view. This story shows her emotions and actions in a whole new way than the original book. All rights to Suzanne Collins. I don't own anything. Enjoy this unique and (hopefully) gripping sto...