( Katniss POV )
"Prim wake up, wake up Prim," I whispered. "What is it?" Prim asked.
"Today is the reaping," I told her. Then my mom walked in the room she told me to go get ready so I left her be.
As I walked out of the room I was wondering what Prim was thinking. She gave such a sad/scared face when I told her the reaping was today. Though I knew that she would most likely not get picked I still felt nervous for her. I brushed my hair and put it in my usual side braid. I put on on my clothes then walked back to Prim and my mom.
When I walked in, I saw that my mom did two Dutch braids in Prim's hair. "Are you ready to go?" I asked. "Yes we are ready to go" my mom responded. "Hey mom, you can go ahead I am going to talk to Prim," I said. "Sure," my mom said.
"So Prim I know you are scared because it is your first year, but you will most likely not be picked," I told her. "I know it's just...I don't want it to happen because it still is possible," she responded. I could tell that she needed to feel better so I told a little joke that Gale and I shared. "Hey always remember," I said," May The Odds Ever be In Your Favor," I said in my best imperseraion. Prim laughed and we started to walk outside.
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If Prim was in the Games
FanfictionPrim an eleven year old with blue eyes and blonde hair is in her first year of the reaping. At Prim's first reaping in District 12 she gets picked. Read while Prim has her crazy and insane journey through the 74th hunger games.
