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All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it.
Suzanne Collins
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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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Everything is happening too fast for me to process it.
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So at least half the victors have instructed their mentors to request you as an ally. I know it can't be your sunny personality.” “They saw her shoot,” says Peeta with a smile. “Actually, I saw her shoot, for real, for the first time. I'm about to put in a formal request myself.” “You're that good?” Haymitch asks me.
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Fine. Somebody else can arrange to get the stupid goat knocked up.
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But I have to confess, I'm glad you two had at least a few months of happiness together. I'm not glad, says Peeta. I wish we had waited until the whole thing was done officially. This takes even Caesar aback. Surely even a brief time is better than no time? Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar, says Peeta bitterly, If it weren't for t
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I miss home badly sometimes. But then I remember there's nothing left to miss anymore. I feel safer here.
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But just before they cut back to the main newscaster, I see the unmistakable flash of that same mockingjay's wing. The reporter has simply been incorporated into the old footage. She's not in District 13 at all. Which begs the question, What is?
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See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner, A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could've had you? Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.
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Allow me to translate, Twitchtip said, not even bothering to move. She said if you don't stop your incessant babble, that big rat sitting in the boat next to you will rip your head off.
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Why don't I just pretend I'm on camera, Plutarch? I say. Yes! Perfect. One is always much braver with an audience, he says. Look at the courage Peeta just displayed! It's all I can do not to slap him.
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Well, I don't have much competition here. You don't have much competition anywhere.
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Listen up. You're in trouble. Word is the Capitol's furious about you showing them up in the arena. The one thing they can't stand is being laughed at and they're the joke of Panem
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There's no district 12 to escape from now, no Peacekeepers to trick, no hungry mouths to feed. The Capitol took away all of that, and I'm on the verge of losing Gale as well. The glue of mutual needs that bonded us so tightly together for all those years is melting away.
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But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she'll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim.
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So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.
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In our world, I rank music somewhere between hair ribbons and rainbows in terms of usefulness.
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I'm not their slave, the man mutters. I am, I say. That's why I killed Cato ... and he killed Thresh ... and he killed Clove ... and she tried to kill me. It just goes around and around, and who wins? Not us. Not the districts. Always the Capitol. But I'm tired of being a piece in their Games.
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I'm very hard to catch, says Rue. And if they can't catch me, they can't kill me. So don't count me out.
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Let the Seventy-forth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real.
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In really bad times, the hungriest would gather at his door at nightfall, vying for the chance to earn a few coins to feed their families by selling their bodies. Had I been older when my father died, I might have been among them. Instead I learned to hunt.
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