Yeah, we wouldn't want to lose our little Mockingjay when she's finally begun to sing.

Because...because...she came here with me.

Plutarch rushes to reassure me. "Oh, no, Katniss. Not your wedding. Finnick and Annie's. All you need to do is show up and pretend to be happy for them." "That's one of the few things I won't have to pretend, Plutarch," I tell him.

Listen up. You're in trouble. Word is the Capitol's furious about you showing them up in the arena. The one thing they can't stand is being laughed at and they're the joke of Panem

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 . . .

So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.

Scores only matter if they’re very good, no one pays much attention to the bad or mediocre ones.