The Capitol

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"Don't talk to me, or breathe on me, or distract me, or steal my food, or. . ." I clearly state to Peeta what he must not do when we get out of this crammed train. We get to spend a week in the Capitol. Great.

"Peeta, I think we might have to move if she's being a pest," our drunk mentor Haymitch Abernathy says in the middle of my laws. Peeta agrees, and the two stagger off. Effie comes back to me and smiles. "You're pretty brave. I mean, sorry you'll lose, but..." Lose! Me!

I take my seat elsewhere, the Capitol has to learn some respect for the tributes. Ugh. I hate this.

"Welcome to the Capitol!" We're all rushed inside a humid building in the Capitol, and soon we meet the other tributes. "First we will eat and then train!" A joyful sportswoman appears out of nowhere and explains my day.

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