We each get fifteen minutes before the Gamemakers to amaze them with our skills, but I don't know what any of us might have to show them. There's a lot of kidding about it at lunch. What we might do. Sing, dance, strip, tell jokes. Mags, who i can understand a little better now, decides she's just going to take a nap.
Suzanne CollinsThat was the first time I ever saw him smile. It transformed him from someone menacing to someone you wished you knew.
Suzanne CollinsFinnick!" Something between a shriek and a cry of joy. A lovely if somewhat bedraggled young woman--dark tangled hair, sea green eyes--runs toward us in nothing but a sheet. "Finnick!" And suddenly, it's as if there's no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible. A pang of jealousy hits me. Not for either Finnick or Annie but for their certainty. No one seeing them could doubt their love.
Suzanne CollinsMaybe . . . because for the first time . . . there was a chance I could keep him,โ I say. โSo now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?โ โPut you somewhere you can't get hurt.โ And when he kisses me, people in the room actually sigh.
Suzanne CollinsI look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. โNo, donโt let go of me,โ he says.
Suzanne CollinsThe question is, what are you going to do?" It turns out the question that's been eating away at me has only ever had one possible answer. But it took Peeta's ploy for me to recognize it. What am I going to do? I take a deep breath. My arms rise slightly - as if recalling the black-and-white wings Cinna gave me - then come to rest at my sides. "I'm going to be the Mockingjay.
Suzanne Collins