The Reaping of the 74th Hunger Games had started on the stage of the Justice Building. Effie, looking as bubbly as ever, had already taken the piece of paper which would determine the life of a boy who'd be thrown into the Games.

You, the girl tribute, stood next to her, masking your fear as the cameras zoomed into you.

"Peeta Mellark!" Effie read off it, her voice booming from the microphone.

The boy, Peeta, walked up on stage knowing no one would volunteer for him and you swore you recognized him for a second.