Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun.

But just the fact that he was sparkling leads me to doubt everything that happened.

Mutually counting on each other, watching each other's backs, forcing each other to be brave.

While you live, the revolution lives

Never," said Gregor. "I'll never get rid of you, no matter how hard I try." It was no longer an effort to say the words. "I love you." "I love you, too," said Luxa. After that there was nothing left to say.

It's meant to be pretty," whispers Octavia, and I can see the tears threatening to spill over her lashes. Posy considers this and says matter-of-factly, "I think you'd be pretty in any color." The tiniest of smiles forms on Octavia's lips. "Thank you.

They're a little strange, but I'm pretty sure neither of them is going to try to make me uncomfortable by stripping naked.