I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.

That's right. Who am I thinking of? Oh, I know. It's Cinna who likes you. But that's mainly because you didn't try to run when he set you on fire," says Peeta. "On the other hand, Haymitch... well, if I were you, I'd avoid Haymitch completely. He hates you.

No one will forget me. Not my look, not my name. Katniss. The girl who was on fire.

Something small and quiet, like a match being struck, lights up the gloom inside of me.

Not only does he hate me, and want to kill me, he no longer believes I'm human. It was less painful being strangled.

One time, my mother told me that I always eat like I'll never see food again. And I said, "I won't unless I bring it home." That shut her up.

Katniss?" Peeta says. I meet his eyes, knowing my face must be some shade of green. He mouths the words. "How about that kiss?