Awesome Hunger Games Fan Arts

For a fraction of a second, I get to look at Peeta one last time. I have always been the tightest of friends with him, and I know he's incredibly brave and charming and all-around good, but honestly, what chance does someone from District 12 have against a Career Tribute living in the lap of luxury, with excellent professional training? They have trained to do this their whole life, and where they come from, volunteering to be a tribute is an immense honor.
I thrust that out of my mind and decide to maybe talk to his parents. In a way, Peeta's dad is my father figure. I was eleven when my father...

Be ready to kill runs through my mind as I sleep at night, I get up out of bed and sit on the floor, I’ve never been good sleeping in new places, how screwed am I.

I get up and walk around a bit and I hear a voice “can’t sleep.”

It’s Thayer.

“Never can”, I say.

“Me neither” he says, “not since the games.”

“No one seems to but if I win it won’t be much of a change.”

He stares and says, “I wouldn’t think so being the mayor’s daughter.”

“I don’t have much to gain by winning, I have so much to lose by losing.”

“Yea your life.”

I look down and say, “Yep.”...