i n e v er wanted any of this
At first one, then another, then almost every member of the crowd touches the three middle fingers of their left hand to their lips and holds it out to me. It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals.
“You’re still trying to protect me. Real or not real,” he whispers.“Real,” I answer."Because that’s what you and I do, protect each other.”
Effie Trinket: a transformation
I just wanted to s a v e my sister
and keep Peeta a l i v e
I never wanted any of this. I never wanted to be in the games.