Chapter 1--The Train ride.
Outside, the tree's and bushes, the barbed wire, it all zips by so fast that you could hardly notice it at all. I just sit there, on one of the little seats underneath the windows, gazing outside, wishing I was running free with Gale, with my bow and arrows, releasing my anger as I shoot birds and rabbits to take home for Prim and my Mother...Goodness...Prim was nearly sitting here in my place. She's so young, and innocent, she wasn't going to last it if she tried.
"Katniss?" Peeta comes up to me and sits down. I don't turn my head to look at him though. "Katniss...Why are you still sitting here? You've been here for hours." His voice did show genuine concern, but I still don't turn my head.
"Well, just thinking about my last breaths, sights and even thoughts really. It's depressing to know in two weeks I'll be a goner." I sighed, I needed that off my chest, but it's never going to go away. I know, in a week, I'll either be a goner already, or I'll be wounded, starving, dying...
"Katniss you'll survive this. Your strong! Remember the interviews? He said he was betting on you Katniss! That's already a great start, an eleven in training, and some solid sponsors!" Peeta forced a smile at me, his eyes glowing with pride but also fear.
"Yeah, only because that stupid romance junk!" I snapped, and that's when I saw the hurt flash in his face, and as he opened his mouth to speak, I cut him off. "They all think I'm madly in love with you now! What happens if you die? I'm gonna have to act being in love with you for the rest of my life! If you don't die, and I do? Your gonna have to act! You didn't think about the aftermath did you?" I raised my voice to get my point across as firmly as I could, anger raising inside of me, I was so angry with him. I'm not in love with anyone! I want to go home, to Prim, my Mother, Gale, the woods...I wish this wasn't reality.
"Well at least you've got raised chances of survival now! I got you sponsors, fans! What happens when I tell you I wasn't acting? What happens if I tell you I do love you? Huh? What happens then? Will you come over to me and hug me, and say all you just said was a lie, say you love me too? Say you'll die for me? No. I Didn't think so." I could see the tears being held back in his glazed over eyes. Peeta was shouting too, but he was so hurt. He didn't mean it though, he couldn't love me. "What does happen if you die Katniss? I've got nothing left." He bit his lip as he turned away, hiding his face.
"You've got a family to protect Peeta, and a whole district will be on your side. You'll need to help my family, sure, but you will get over it! You don't even love me Peeta, the camera's aren't on us yet, quit acting." I stood up and left, making my way out as quickly as I could, still raging. I heard my name being shouted, Haymitch was following me briskly, and I couldn't bear it. I turned around and shouted at him, "Leave me alone!" I yelled and turned away and ran. Ran up to the ladder with the trapdoor up to the roof of the train. I climbed up and stared down at the grass and stones below me. I wish I could jump down, run back home. But I'd be killed. A death before the games, a wimp, and I promised Prim I'd come back. I sit down, take in the surroundings, and sigh. And...cry.
