After a long and tiring car ride of listening to Effie talk, we finally reach the train to the capital. As soon as I get out of the stuffy car, I feel so much better. We start walking and get onto the train. The main room I see is a large living room. I sit down slowly onto the plush chair. This is the softest thing I've ever sat on!
"Haymitch will be here soon, until them get comfortable!" Effie smiles and talks in her peppy tone per usual and walks away.
"So... You're Katniss's friend, right?" Peeta pops an unexpected question.
"Yes, I am. My name's Y/N."
"Peeta." He shakes my hand with a strong grip. "I think I've seen you about the school..."
"Perhaps, but I'm not very well known or well spotted." I like to blend in at school, you know, stay out of the spotlight and avoid attention.
"Wait, no! I definitely know you, you're in my science class!"
"Oh, yeah! Mr. Burkes?"
"He is so boring." Him and I start chatting away.
"Oh! How nice is it to see our two lovely tributes getting along!" Effie gushed. "Haymitch will be coming soon but he needs a moment to get himself together."
I ponder on what she means until I hear steps coming from the corridor. My head turns to look at a stumbling man with long blonde hair. He's tall and skinny wearing a blue button up shirt and jeans. His face has a stubble. His footing is all over the place as he almost falls. That must be Haymitch. Haymitch walks over to the bar and takes a fancy glass and a whiskey bottle. He pours the aged alcohol into the cup and scoops in some ice. Haymitch comes to sit down.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Peeta." He quickly cuts off Haymitch by standing up and sticking out his hand. With this, the whiskey spills onto Haymitch's pants.
"Oh, come on. Brand new." He shakes his head, "You're too eager."
Peeta sits back down. "So, uh, what are some of your tips?"
Haymitch looks back up in an irritated manner, "My tips? You've only just got here. Chill out."
"Chill out? We should start now so we are extremely prepared!"
"You're acting like a fool." He gets up and walks into the kitchen where Effie and Peeta follow.
After a few minutes, I decide to follow. Effie is sitting on a stool filing her nails, Peeta and Haymitch are arguing at the table. I sit across from Haymitch.
The boys start yelling; well mainly Haymitch- and I decide I'm tired of it. I take a butter knife and stab it into the table right next to Haymitch's hand. Effie lets out a shriek, "That is mahogany!!"
I look at her and then back to our so-called mentor. "Fine," Haymitch starts, "You want a tip? Be likeable." As he says this we pull up to the station. "Get people to like you." Peeta waves to the strangers that are surprisingly excited to see him. Haymitch looks at him. "He's got the right idea. You? Not so much."
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The Games We Play
FanfictionY/N was born in the District 12 of Panem. She grew up next door to the Everdeen family. She became close friends with Katniss, though she's a few years younger. Her life was going pretty good despite the peacekeepers, her family being poor, and havi...
