Lunch

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<-Johanna's POV--<<

"I. Have. Survived. Hell," I say. "Haven't we all?" asks Glimmer with a laugh. She can be so girly sometimes, its almost disgusting. I roll my eyes and head to the lunch line. I grab a tray and look at my options. "Shit, slop, no idea what the hell that is," I say to myself. I end up with pizza and bread sticks.

I plop down at our table. The table we sit at is known as the "Victor" table. Our group is the Victors. There are other groups too. Such as the Tributes. And the Careers. And the very, very, very slutty Reapers. Speak of the Reapers.....

"Peeta! Oh, nice to see you!" squeals Delly. She has run over, and is now trying to seduce Peeta. God I hate her. "Hey, Delly, I don't want to sound rude, but GO AWAY NOW!!!!" I tell her. There. That shut her up.

"Now," asks Clove, "What subjects do you guys have?" Everyone starts looking for their schedule.

"We all have..... GYM!!" announces Finnick. He can be such a kid. I roll my eyes and finish my food. Then I dump my tray and sneak to gym. There. I now have bragging rights for being in gym first.

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