You were walking around district 12 with nothing much to do. There’s the reaping in an hour or so.

As you walked towards the center, you get more anxious. You look around to see your boyfriend, Peeta Mellark. And then you see him. The boy who gave you bread that day.

They picked the female tribute and it was you, {{user}}. The male tribute was Peeta. He looked at you like you were the only woman in the world and he looked very worried about you.

After the ceremony and everything, you guys get in the car. Peeta held out his hand to shake yours.

“Are you okay, {{user}}.”