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"
I
think
he
said
for
us
to
hold
hands
,
"
says
Peeta
.
He
grabs
my
right
hand
in
his
left
,
and
we
look
to
Cinna
for
confirmation
.
He
nods
and
gives
a
thumbs-up
,
and
that
's
the
last
thing
I
see
before
we
enter
the
city
.
The
crowd
's
initial
alarm
at
our
appearance
quickly
changes
to
cheers
and
shouts
of
"
District
Twelve
!
"
Every
head
is
turned
our
way
,
pulling
the
focus
from
the
three
chariots
ahead
of
us
.
At
first
,
I
'm
frozen
,
but
then
I
catch
sight
of
us
on
a
large
television
screen
and
am
floored
by
how
breathtaking
we
look
.
In
the
deepening
twilight
,
the
firelight
illuminates
our
faces
.
We
seem
to
be
leaving
a
trail
of
fire
off
the
flowing
capes
.
Cinna
was
right
about
the
minimal
makeup
,
we
both
look
more
attractive
but
utterly
recognizable
.
Remember
,
heads
high
.
Smiles
.
They
're
going
to
love
you
!
I
hear
Cinna
's
voice
in
my
head
.
I
lift
my
chin
a
bit
higher
,
put
on
my
most
winning
smile
,
and
wave
with
my
free
hand
.
I
'm
glad
now
I
have
Peeta
to
clutch
for
balance
,
he
is
so
steady
,
solid
as
a
rock
.
As
I
gain
confidence
,
I
actually
blow
a
few
kisses
to
the
crowd
.
The
people
of
the
Capitol
are
going
nuts
,
showering
us
with
flowers
,
shouting
our
names
,
our
first
names
,
which
they
have
bothered
to
find
on
the
program
.
The
pounding
music
,
the
cheers
,
the
admiration
work
their
way
into
my
blood
,
and
I
ca
n't
suppress
my
excitement
.
Cinna
has
given
me
a
great
advantage
.
No
one
will
forget
me
.
Not
my
look
,
not
my
name
.
Katniss
.
The
girl
who
was
on
fire
.
For
the
first
time
,
I
feel
a
flicker
of
hope
rising
up
in
me
.
Surely
,
there
must
be
one
sponsor
willing
to
take
me
on
!
And
with
a
little
extra
help
,
some
food
,
the
right
weapon
,
why
should
I
count
myself
out
of
the
Games
?
Someone
throws
me
a
red
rose
.
I
catch
it
,
give
it
a
delicate
sniff
,
and
blow
a
kiss
back
in
the
general
direction
of
the
giver
.
A
hundred
hands
reach
up
to
catch
my
kiss
,
as
if
it
were
a
real
and
tangible
thing
.
"
Katniss
!
Katniss
!
"
I
can
hear
my
name
being
called
from
all
sides
.
Everyone
wants
my
kisses
.
It
's
not
until
we
enter
the
City
Circle
that
I
realize
I
must
have
completely
stopped
the
circulation
in
Peeta
's
hand
.
That
's
how
tightly
I
've
been
holding
it
.
I
look
down
at
our
linked
fingers
as
I
loosen
my
grasp
,
but
he
regains
his
grip
on
me
.
"
No
,
do
n't
let
go
of
me
,
"
he
says
.
The
firelight
flickers
off
his
blue
eyes
.
"
Please
.
I
might
fall
out
of
this
thing
.
"
"
Okay
,
"
I
say
.
So
I
keep
holding
on
,
but
I
ca
n't
help
feeling
strange
about
the
way
Cinna
has
linked
us
together
.
