Without a Reaping

Chapter 2

We were put on a train 5 minuets after the short ceremony.

I went straight to my room. I was in no position to talk to anyone. They gave me and Peeta different rooms which is surprising.

I put on different clothing. Most of the clothes looked just like they were from the capital so I grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt. I looked around the room.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

"Katniss-" Effie Trinket said as she knocked on my door, "Dinners ready"

"Okay I'll be right there," I said in the best voice I could find.

I walk out of the room to the table. Haymitch is our mentor. I don't know how somebody's a mentor to a new married couple.

"Come in sweet heart. I was just chatting with the boy here." He says with a drink in his hands.

I slowly walk to the table. Glancing at all the food. The people in district 12 are starving and they are wasting food. I feel sick. I don't talk and set down. I try to eat but I can't.

"So I see you are using different rooms. Am I right Katniss?" Effie ask.

I nod. I'm not in the mood to talk. "I'm done." I say and get up to go to my room. There is no need to cry even though I feel like I should. I miss my family and Gale. I should have married my best friend. I want out of the capital. I'm worried what they would do. Dye my skin, tattoo my breast. Do awful things to me.

I fall asleep to the thoughts of the horrible things that they are going to do to me. I hate pink. Effie loves colors. I'm in hell.