Why am I hopping around like some trained dog trying to please people I hate?
Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse with a fork repeatedly.
Ladies and gentlemen....." His voice is quiet, but mine rings through the room. "Let the Seventy-sixth Hunger Games begin!
I'm not good at talking about myself.
Katniss, got that spile?" Finnick asks, snapping me back to reality.
I also want to tell him how much I already miss him. But that wouldn't be fair on my part.