Is it that time already? Reaping time? "Prim! Get ready please!". I see a beautiful dress on the end of my bed, laid out like what you would see in a shop at the Capitol Mall. Not that I have ever been there, going off rumours from a drunk man at the Seam. I stand up and look at the dress and can't help but smile at how lovely it looks. My mother really must have spend a lot of money on this. I put on the dress and walk slowly down stairs. "Where is Katniss?" I ask mother. "She's gone out" she replies. She is just sat there on the chair my father used to sit on before he died. He died in a mine explosion many years ago. I hear the door open and it's Katniss. She walks over to me and says to my mother "Why haven't you got her ready?" she has anger in her voice. You can tell. My mother just sits there in silence. Katniss sits me down and smiles at me "This, is a Mockingjay Pin. When you have it pinned to you, it brings you nothing but good luck and will bring you no harm" she says. "That's beautiful Katniss, it will suit you" I reply. "No silly" she says with a grin "it's for you!". I smile back at her. It catches my eye that my mother is continuing the chain of smiles. She gives a little one, but it's the only one I have seen in months. Katniss pins it on my dress. She gives me a huge hug, and I try my best to pull away as I can't breath properly. She gives me a huge smile and a kiss on the forehead. I try to hold back the tears. "Ladies and gentlemen! It is time for you to go down to the square! You have 30 minutes until the reaping will begin!" I hear a loud voice say. I am practically trying to suck the tears back now. So myself and Katniss start to walk to the door. "I'll meet you down there" says my mother. Katniss opens the door allowing me out. When we get to the square, hundreds of people are there. We have to line up in a huge line. "Next please" I hear, repeatedly. "Next please". It's my turn. I walk up to the lady sat behind a table with a piece of paper there. "Hand" she says. I show her my hand and she grabs it closer to hear turning it so my palm is facing the sky. She jabs a needle into my index finger. "Ow!" I say quietly. I don't want to seem a coward before I'm even in the arena. I see Katniss and I am dragged away by a Peacekeeper. I find myself crammed into a huge area with hundreds of people. It seems that everyone has been gathered now. "Ahem" I hear coming from every angle in the square. "Welcome to the 74th annual Hunger Games! It is time to pick one female, and male tribute! As usual, ladies first!" She says that every year Katniss told me once. My heart is pounding, my hands are shaking. She places her hand inside the ball and pulls out a piece of folded paper. She holds it up to the microphone and opens it. "Primrose Everdeen!"
