Catching Fire: Peeta's Story....

Chapter 30:

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Chapter 30:

We cry.

We hold each other and cry.

I know that me and Katniss are both going to die. There is NO way that the Gamemakers came up with that to keep us alive.

But we just cry into each others shoulders. Prim and Roti shed a few tears but they have no clue that we are going to die...

A few days pass and we start to train for the Quell.

HARD!

And Katniss is not listening to what the crowd says, she's going to pick out her own gown. We are getting married, supposed to be, in two days. Roti and Prim are the bridesmaids, Johnny is my Best Man and Haymitch is too.

My father will be walking Katniss down the isle.

He loves Katniss, just as much as I do, well not as much as I do, and will be "taking her fathers place".  Even though know one ever can.

My mother will walk me. We decided that Prim and Roti will also be the flower girls. And Johnny will bear the rings.

And soon enough it's the day before. Instead of Katniss and I setting up stuff, our families will, while we train all day.

The next day goes perfect. We say our vows, and our "I-do's" and then kiss, and Katniss gets swept off of her feet and off into my home, which is now our home. And into a totally new, bigger room.

Our room.

It is decorated with a bigger than Kings bed for "lots of movin'" and beautiful cotton silky sheets. The room is painted with greens' and oranges'. The perfect room for...us.

The day of the reaping's hot and sultry. The population of District 12 waits, sweating and silent, in the square with machine guns trained on them. Katniss stands alone in a small roped-off area with Haymitch and I in a similar pen to the right of her. We never take our eyes off of each other, even when the reaping starts, it only takes about a minute.

Effie, shining in a wig of metallic gold, lacks her usual verve. She has to claw around the girls' reaping ball for quite a while to snag the one piece of paper that everyone already knows has Katniss's name on it. Then she catches Hamitch's name. I take his place instantly.

We are marched to the Justice Hall, and straight for the train.

In an instant we are out of sight of District 12. With all our good-byes still hanging on our lips.