wait, me?

She is called. I think I know her somehow. Katniss. That's her. She's really beautiful. She rejected me a while ago, though. I tried to give her bread when she was sitting outside my house. What did she do? Run away. Thank me? Nope.

Then Effie calls the boy. "Peeta Mellark." "Peeta, anywhere?" I am too shocked to comprehend that Effie Trinket just called my name. She. Freaking. Called. My. Name.

They start to look at me. They make a path for me to walk up. I was too shocked to open my mouth, let alone walk up to that stage for our whole world to watch me embarrass myself. Not today. "Is that you, Peeta? The one they're making a path to?" Effie looked down the path and waited.

"Wait, me?"