Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true, here is the place where I love you.

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. My home is District 12. I was in the Hunger Games. I escaped. The Capitol hates me........

I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you.

I pull an arrow, whip the notch into place, and am about to let it fly when I'm stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta. And it's so bizarre, even for Finnick.

That if desperate times call for desperate measures, then I'm free to act as desperately as I wish.

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.

Well, I don't have much competition here." "You don't have much competition anywhere.

The idea of being strong for someone else having never entered their heads, I find myself in the position of having to console them. Since I'm the person going in to be slaughtered, this is somewhat annoying.

It must be very fragile, if a handful of berries can bring it down.

No. Now, shut up and eat your pears.

Oh, and I suppose the apples ate the cheese.

Oh, Peeta, Don't make me sorry I restarted your heart.

The cat that Prim got hates me, I think partly because I tried to drown it.

There's a chance that the old Peeta, the one who loves you, is still inside. Trying to get back to you. Don't give up on him.

So that's who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.

I knew you'd kiss me." "How?" I say. Because I didn't know myself. "Because I am in pain," He say's. "That's the only way I get your attention.

But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.

But because two can play at this game, I stand on tiptoe and kiss his cheek. Right on his bruise.

Katniss. I remember about the bread.

I guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane's name on it...

They're already taking my future! They can't have the things that mattered to me in the past!

They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

You have a... remarkable memory." "I remember everything about you. You're the one who wasn't paying attention.

We could do it, you know." "What?" "Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.