Ladies and gentlemen you master of ceremonies Ceaser Flickerman!”  The introduction voice booms so loud that I can feel the vibrations beating through my chest. My heart feels like it is beating a million miles an hour my knees are knocking, the knee length dress that I am wearing is not helping to cover up the knocking, my dress was chosen to be my bridesmaid dress at katniss and peeta’s wedding chosen by the capitol I don’t know why they had a color code for a wedding. The bridesmaids and the groomsmen are to wear red and groom wears black and the bride wears white well at least that’s the case for the wedding of katniss and peeta. I personally feel those colors are to be represented by angels and demons. My dress is a plain red knee length dress a one shouldered piece of beauty. As if an angel had dipped her dress in red paint that’s what it looked like a red angel my word I look like a goddess “welcome welcome lets give a warm welcome to Galton,” Ceaser was on stage welcoming the audience and welcome us tributes, Galton’s interview goes by quickly and the reaction from the crowd when he said “my girlfriend dumped me because I volunteered so I am planning to win these games and make it up to her,” seems to set off an alarm clock in my mind

“Leave a spark,” Haymitch’s voice rang through my like a clock tower the only thing that  anyone has felt sorry for me about is having to live with Haymitch how am I supposed to do something with that. ‘leave a spark’ how can I leave a spark when there is nothing to start it with there is no flame without a spark and no spark without a source of ignition and that is exactly what I don’t have a source of ignition the more sources you have the better your chances of survival right now my odds of surviving are about zero to hundred, I have about as much chances as an ant in an avalanche right now what I need is somebody to hold me comfort tell me exactly what to say every time I speak in public I feel like I am about to pass out especially if I have no idea of what I am going to say. My thoughts continue in high speed rushing around my mind like a thousand tracker-jackers after one person. I don’t hear any I am almost like a prisoner in my own mind. I don’t come out into the real world when I’m not a prisoner in my mind but in the capitol instead until I hear Ceaser introduce chaff there is a shuffling beside me and he is up on stage. we are sitting in the order we are interviewed so I’m next the beating in my heart seems to get worse soon it is going to break a whole in my rib cage chaff takes his place next to me as Ceaser introduces the next tribute

“the next tribute is a little bit different most children are either 15 or 16 when they are in the games little nixie she was 15 when she entered but today is her 16th birthday, let’s give her a nice big welcome on this special day of hers, Nixie Hallow everybody,” I stand and walk over to the stage I am so nervous I don’t have butterflies in my stomach I have birds and they are going to break free at any moment. I collapse into the chair and shuffle so that I look feminine enough Ceaser starts the interview “so let me just start off by saying happy birthday, may I ask how you celebrated,”this question comes as a bit of a shock I didn’t celebrate my birthday I very rarely do Haymitch is always at the games on my birthday so I mostly just stay home or go to the meadow “I didn’t really, unless you count being yelled at by Effie trinket,” I say trying to sound innocent “I don’t believe it everybody forgot your birthday?” once again I am shocked nobody has ever cared about their birthdays in district 12 it just means more reaping odds and a chance to sign up for Teresa “I forgot my birthday myself, and anyway I’m not into big celebrations, I did spend yesterday afternoon with leyrah and finnick Odair though,” I say half thinking out loud there was a slight ‘ooh’ from the crowd with Finnick’s reputation it isn’t exactly unexpected “what did you do?” Ceaser asked still pressing on my birthday just then a thought popped into my mind I have found the ignition for my spark.

“I discovered the truth about my farther, you see when I was just 5 my farther said he was going on a little trip and he would be back in a month or so he never came back,”  if the crowd was intrigued before I have them hooked with the fish line and sinker I continued my story is one of the more interesting ones to be told I just try to suppress the memories of my 5th birthday “it was on my fifth birthday the night finnick had his interview for his first games my brother who happened to be Finnick’s best friend  lost all hope of fin returning and in the end went made with sorrow he tried to kill me and my 10 year old sister my mother heard us scream and tried to help us.” I stopped this memory was too painful there was a reason I had suppressed it for so many years because it always brings tears to my eyes I shut them tight in a desperate plea to not show weakness Ceaser could see the pain this memory bought and said in a gentle tone “you don’t have to continue,” but I was determined to set the spark and if need be watch burst into flames “my brother lashed out at my mother and she was dead before the knife pierced my sisters heart , I was scared and I ran out crying my dad found me crying hiding under his bed he found me right before my brother did, my brother was arrested and executed several days later on the day of my mother’s and sister’s funeral my dad told me he would come back in a month or so he just had to deal with some stuff being the family of two murder victims I never saw him again until yesterday,” I paused not knowing whether it was smart to say what I was feeling  but I did any way “ the capitol turned him into an avox for defending his son they ruined his life they ruined my life,” I stared right down the barrel of the camera and stated the truth directed at president snow himself “ you made my an orphan an orphan who attempted suicide at the age of 10 it is entirely your fault and nobody else’s!” with that the buzzer sounded and I walked of stage

The crowd was in a state of hysteria and Ceaser tried to tone it down by introducing katniss but seeing katniss in her wedding dress looking more elegant and graceful than I had ever seen her. By the time Ceaser had controlled the crowed katniss’ time was almost over she twirled and her dress burst out in fire burning and it continued to burn until katniss stopped spinning the crowd oohed and ahhed as katniss’ dress transformed katniss into a beautiful young creature a bird I think She is a Mockingjay.

The spark had clearly ignited by now. Whatever Peeta does now will either extinguish the spark or make burst into flames. He really is in the make it or break it position. “So Peeta, what was it like when, after all you’ve been through, you found out about the Quell?” Ceaser asks as peeta sat down in the chair opposite “I was in shock. I mean one minute I’m seeing Katniss looking so beautiful in these wedding gowns and the next …” Peeta trails off

“you realized there was never going to be a wedding?” Ceaser asks gently peeta pauses for a long time and stares at the ground then he finally looks at Ceaser “Ceaser do you think our friends here can keep a secret?” what the hell does he not realize that every word he says is being broadcast through every television set in panem but Ceaser rolls with it “I feel quite certain of it,” says Ceaser

“we are already married,” says peeta quietly. Katniss hides her face in her skirt I can tell we both have the same thought pulsing through our brains ‘where on earth is he going with this?’

“But …. How can that be?” asks Ceaser

“oh, it’s not an official marriage we didn’t go to the justice building but we do have this marriage ritual in district 12. I don’t know what it is like in other districts but there is this one thing we do,” says peeta he briefly describes the ‘toasting’ he continued “and to us we’re more married then any piece of paper or big party could make us,”

“so this was before the Quell,” says Ceaser

“Of course before the Quell. I'm sure we'd never have done it after we knew,” says Peeta, starting to get upset. “But who could've seen it coming? No one. We went through the Games, we were victors, everyone seemed so thrilled to see us together, and then out of nowhere—I mean, how could we anticipate a thing like that?”

“You couldn't, Peeta.” Caesar puts an arm around his shoulders. “As you say, no one could've. But I have to confess, I'm glad you two had at least a few months of happiness together.” Ceaser was trying to comfort Peeta, but he didn’t want it the crowd burst out into applause but everyone is taken aback by what peeta says next “I’m not glad, I wish we had waited until the whole thing had been done officially,” Ceaser was taken aback even more then the crowd was “surely a brief time is better than no time?”

“Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar,” says Peeta bitterly, “if it weren't for the baby.”

Peeta takes his seat and the anthem plays we stand and before I have a chance to object my hand is encased by katniss’ I extend my own hand to chaff and he places it on the stump that now replaces his hand and up and down the victors and their family soon start to link hands some straight away like leyrah, finnick and mags or Wiress, Betee and Tia it takes a while for some like Enobria or gloss but peer pressure over rides them and by the time the  anthem plays its final strains every victor and child alike are linked together. The whole time the anthem is playing only three words are strumming through my mind

KATNISS IS PREGNANT