Haymitch looked up at her. He recognized that face from the reaping. "You know if I weren't here then you would be dead. So you better say thanks" The girl said. Haymitch nodded. " Thanks I guess. And who are you?" Haymitch asked. The girl searched her bag and pulled out medicine."This is for you. You need this more than I do." Haymitch slowly grabbed it while looking straight at her face. He learned not to trust anyone in the arena. "My name Is maysilee. And yours?" "Haymitch...my name is Haymitch" She pointed at Blake. "We should team up. We can survive together then we can both go our separate ways"She said. Haymitch agreed.
The days were harsh. They traveled through the arena. Sometimes they hid and sometimes they fought. Haymitch wolud check the food to see if it was safe with his trusty knife. He would refer to it as his only friend. Maysillle would nod and question him. She thought he was crazy. But then she remembered this is the hunger games. Everyone was crazy. Haymitch cut himself and cursed. He kept reapiting it. Maysillle laughed and rolled her eyes.
After traveling a few days Haymitch said they should go both travel to the edge. "We can find better supplies there" She agreed.
End of pt 3
Dear admins:I'm truly sorry for swearing in the second part