Ember (THG Mockingjay sequel)

Chapter 12

Chapter 12-

"It's a big big day! Up up up!" Effie calls. I slowly sit up. My eyes burn, there is only one thing on mind though. Today was the day I die.

"Out of bed Primrose!" Effie opens up the door and changes the wall to a radiant run. I jump off the other side of the bed and cower from the light.

"Come on little one." Clyde says pulling me up.

"Where are we going?" I ask him.

"I think you know." He says.

"To get slaughtered." I answer. No reply. He brings me to the bathroom and washes me up. I am shoved around and fitted into a outfit I would only wear for 3 minutes. Clyde pushes me out to the breakfast table and we sit to eat. The last meal for me.

"Ok. Lets get to business. Primrose who are your allies?" My mom asks like I am a student.

"I know I'm with Finnick." I tell her.

"Good, he's strong. Older too. Galen?" She wonders.

"The district 3 tributes and district 6." Galen tells.

"They looked good. You've got yourself a good group." Haymitch interjects.

"It'a my best chance for survival." He shrugs. I shovel food nervously into my mouth and gnaw on my bread. I had one ally, and he was 18. But Galen had 2 districts with older kids in them. Five eighteen year olds against a twelve year old and an eighteen year old. Let's see how that's going to go down.

"The hovercrafts are waiting." Effie announces.

"Alright, let's get going." Haymitch grumbles getting up. My mom puts an arm around my shoulder and I lean into her. I close my eyes too, something I won't be able to do much of. Everyone else heads towards their hovercraft. My mom holds me back.

"Prim." She says, tears ringing her eyes.

"Mom, please don't cry. Im going to get out alive. Try to get me sponsors. It's my best shot." I command. It feels odd to boss my mother, but I needed her to hold together.

"I'll send you as much as I can. I'll get you tons of sponsors. You're going to live my baby girl." She cries encircling me in a hug.

"I'll fight hard for my life mom. I love you. Tell dad and Barler that I love them and I'll see them soon." I say.

"I'll phone them as soon as I can." She states.

"Mommy I'll miss you." I sniff.

"I'll miss you too. Stick close to Finnick. Find water first, then food, then weapons. You're a born fighter Primrose Rue Mellark." She tells.

"Bye Mom." I say pulling back.

"Goodbye Baby Bird, mommy is waiting for you." She waves as I am escorted to the hovercraft. Head held high, chin up, tough look. You're going to make it. When I enter the hovercraft they assign me a seat and insert the tracker into my arm. Now they are able to see me wherever I am in the arena. Soon we land in the catacombs under the arena. I meet my stylist Clyde and he leads me straight to my room.

"Your mother gave you a pep talk good, great drink lots and lots of water, eat food, here." Clyde practically attacks me with words.

"Calm." I command taking a drink of water.

"Sorry Prim-o. I'm going to be praying for you in the arena little one. I feel confident in you and your abilities. You can do this." He tells.

"You know I was given a pep talk before and they're only making me slightly more nervous." I squeal.