Once I'm on my feet i realize escape might not be so simple, panic begins to set in. i can't stay here. flight is essential but i can't let my fear show. Winning means fame and fortune, losing mean certain death, The Hunger Games have begun . . .
Suzanne CollinsSo, hereโs what you do. You win, you go home. She canโt turn you down then, eh?โ says Caesar encouragingly. โI donโt think itโs going to work out. Winningโฆwonโt help in my case,โ says Peeta. โWhy ever not?โ says Caesar, mystified. Peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. โBecauseโฆbecauseโฆshe came here with me.
Suzanne CollinsI can almost hear Haymitch groaning as I team up with this wispy child. But I want her. Because she's a survivor, and I trust her, and why not admit it? She reminds me of Prim.
Suzanne CollinsYeah, we wouldn't want to lose our little Mockingjay when she's finally begun to sing.
Suzanne CollinsSo, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck," says Peeta.
Suzanne CollinsWhat say you, Luxa?" said Vikus. "What can I say, Vikus? Can I return to our people and tell them I withdrew from the quest when our survival hangs in the balance?" said Luxa bitterly. "Of course you cannot, Luxa. This is why he times it so," said Henry. "You could choose to - " started Vikus. "I could choose! I could choose!" retorted Luxa. " Do not offer me a choice when you know none exits!" She and Henry turned their backs on Vikus.
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