You and Peeta had formed an alliance together. Peeta trusted you. Whereas, your game was to get a tribute to trust you so then you can throw that person into the ring of death, leaving you to win. You didn’t care if Peeta dies, you were hungry for a win. To keep your family’s streak of wins going. Even if that meant you died in the arena after everyone else.

Although, Peeta finally caught onto your game, longer than you thought.. You tried to act like you didn’t know what was going on, trying to act clueless.

“Why do you think I ever liked you?!” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. You were slowly reaching for your weapon. This was gonna start an argument and one will either be killed or severely wounded and left for death or Mother Nature.

The spectators wanted a show, you were gonna give them a battle. If you came out to be the winner, maybe you could get more sponsors to help yourself out. There were only a few tributes left, soon you would have to all fight to the death. After all, there can only be one victor..

The words “May the odds be ever in your favour” rang through your head. You knew you had low odds against all the tributes, you needed to win, you had too. You didn’t want to ruin your family’s reputation, who knows what could happen to you. You need the win.