Голодные игры
Chapter 9
AndasforthecitizensoftheCapitol,well,theycan’tstoptalkingaboutyou.Noonecanhelpbutadmireyourspirit."
Myspirit.Thisisanewthought.I’mnotsureexactlywhatitmeans,butitsuggestsI’mafighter.Inasortofbraveway.It’snotasifI’mneverfriendly.Okay,maybeIdon’tgoaroundlovingeverybodyImeet,maybemysmilesarehardtocomeby,butIdocareforsomepeople.
Cinnatakesmyicyhandsinhiswarmones."Suppose,whenyouanswerthequestions,youthinkyou’readdressingafriendbackhome.Whowouldyourbestfriendbe?"asksCinna.
"Gale,"Isayinstantly."Onlyitdoesn’tmakesense,Cinna.IwouldneverbetellingGalethosethingsaboutme.Healreadyknowsthem."
"Whataboutme?Couldyouthinkofmeasafriend?"asksCinna.
OfallthepeopleI’vemetsinceIlefthome,Cinnaisbyfarmyfavorite.Ilikedhimrightoffandhehasn’tdisappointedmeyet."Ithinkso,but-"
"I’llbesittingonthemainplatformwiththeotherstylists.You’llbeabletolookrightatme.Whenyou’reaskedaquestion,findme,andansweritashonestlyaspossible,"saysCinna.
"EvenifwhatIthinkishorrible?"Iask.Becauseitmightbe,really.
"Especiallyifwhatyouthinkishorrible,"saysCinna."You’lltryit?"
Inod.It’saplan.Oratleastastrawtograspat.
Toosoonit’stimetogo.TheinterviewstakeplaceonastageconstructedinfrontoftheTrainingCenter.OnceIleavemyroom,itwillbeonlyminutesuntilI’minfrontofthecrowd,thecameras,allofPanem.
