The Games Begin

I stand on my platform in the arena and on this trip, I have already met a lot of people that I am going to loose.  Haymitch.  Cinna.  Octavia, Flavius, and Venia. They're the closest thing I have to home, the closest thing I have to a family now, the only thing that I can be attached with, and now they're gone.  All because the Capitol wants to put 23 of us to the death.  So, I'll never see them again.  But, I don't really know that I can trust any of these people, especially Peeta.  He's just been trying to play the nice guy act and get on my side this whole time, just so that he can kill me.  I mean, saying that he loves me? In front of all of Panem?  Pathetic.  Just because he helped me out with an advantage doesn't mean that I can trust him.  And it's not like we can get out of here anyways, so why try now?  Now, he's shaking his head at me.  probably trying to remind me of what Haymitch said, but I don't care.  I'll do whatever I want.  I'll make a run for it.  And all of this thinking, as the bell rings, throws me off track.