Make Sure They Remember You.

So Instead Of Acknowledging Applause, I Stand There Unmoving While They Take Part In The Boldest Form Of Dissent They Can Manage. Silence. Which Says We Do Not Agree. We Do Not Condone. All Of This Is Wrong.

But The Only Thing That Distracts Me From My Current Situation Is Fantasizing About Killing President Snow.

I’m Stopped By The Sight Of Finnick Kissing Peeta.

Did You Love Annie Right Away, Finnick?" I Ask. "no." A Long Time Passes Before He Adds, "she Crept Up On Me.

The Problem Is, I Can’t Tell What’s Real Anymore, And What’s Made Up.