Голодные игры

           Peoplewillgivethemakindword,abitoffoodiftheycanspareit.Iwonderifthebakerhassoughtthemout,especiallynowthatPeetaandIareateam,andmadegoodonhispromisetokeepmysister’sbellyfull.

           SpiritsmustberunninghighinDistrict12.WesorarelyhaveanyonetorootforatthispointintheGames.Surely,peopleareexcitedaboutPeetaandme,especiallynowthatwe’retogether.IfIclosemyeyes,Icanimaginetheirshoutsatthescreens,urginguson.Iseetheirfaces-GreasySacandMadgeandeventhePeacekeeperswhobuymymeatcheeringforus.

           AndGale.Iknowhim.Hewon’tbeshoutingandcheering.Buthe’llbewatching,everymoment,everytwistandturn,andwillingmetocomehome.Iwonderifhe’shopingthatPeetamakesitaswell.Gale’snotmyboyfriend,butwouldhebe,ifIopenedthatdoor?Hetalkedaboutusrunningawaytogether.Wasthatjustapracticalcalculationofourchancesofsurvivalawayfromthedistrict?Orsomethingmore?

           Iwonderwhathemakesofallthiskissing.

           Throughacrackintherocks,Iwatchthemooncrossthesky.AtwhatIjudgetobeaboutthreehoursbeforedawn,Ibeginfinalpreparations.I’mcarefultoleavePeetawithwaterandthemedicalkitrightbesidehim.NothingelsewillbeofmuchuseifIdon’treturn,andeventhesewouldonlyprolonghislifeashorttime.Aftersomedebate,Istriphimofhisjacketandzipitonovermyown.Hedoesn’tneedit.