DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hunger Games. Everything belongs to the wonderful Suzanne Collins!

"Up, Up, Up! It's going to be a big, big, day!" Effie Trinket squeals into my room.

My grey eyes dart open quickly to the pink blob before me. "Effie!" I groan.

"Today is the day you find your husband! I don't want King Everdeen to get upset with me! He might cut off my tail!" She sighs as she swims towards the door.

"Does it have to be today?" I ask as I cross my arms.

"Yes today Katniss. Today is your 16th birthday." She smiles as she leaves the room.

My 16th birthday. Of course. I forgot. Did I mention I'm a mermaid? You may be questioning this because you all obviously believe we are not real. But we are. We are very real. My father is the king of Underwater Panem.

Each and everyone of us are different though. Our personalitys pick our tail and eye color. Strange right? My eyes are grey and my tail a light purple. Grey being mysterious and sometimes grumpy. Purple for passion and courage. My hair is long and black. But that means nothing.

"You up sweetheart?" My mentor, Haymitch, swims his way into my room. His tail is grey and so are his eyes. But he does have a hint of purple in them.

"Obviously." I retort.

"Happy birthday." He replies.

"Thanks." I shrug my shoulders.

"Make sure you are ready in an hour. Also be sure to practice your song." He reminds me as he leaves the room.

The song. There is a ritual among my family. The female sings her song. A song that comes from her heart. The voice of the female guides all the men to her that hear it. The first person that she meets eyes with, is her true love. But I don't think it's true love at all.I hate being a princess. I love how I am treated with respect...but I would also love some more freedom.

"Katniss?" I hear my sister, Prim's voice from behind me.

I turn around and see her usually straight blonde hair is in curls. Her bright blue eyes sparkle and her light blue tail sways back and forth.

"Yes Prim?" I answer.

"Are you excited?" She asks.

"No." I reply with a snarl.

"You should be. You get to meet a boy and marry him." She sighs.

"Want to trade places?" I chuckle.

"I'm only 12. I would if I could though." She smiles.

"Prim. I have to tell you something." I say after a few minutes of silence.

"What is it Katniss? Did you accidentally sing somewhere this morning, lock eyes with a boy and now you must marry him? You are supposed to WAIT Katniss." Her sweet voice almost filled with anger.

The rules for this day are stupid. If I accidentally begin to sing somewhere before my "song ritual" and meet eyes with a (let's say a poor old merman), I have to automatically marry that him. No matter what. Even a human boy. But that's never happened. It's pratically impossible.

"No! No! It's something...that may be worse." I say nervously.

"What could possibly be worse?" She giggles.

I take a deep breath and prepare for the worst. "I've been taking trips to the shore."

"The shore!" She shouts as she swims in circles.

"Be quiet! Somebody might hear you. It isn't as bad as you might think. It's actually quite peaceful." I smile as I braid back my hair.

"You better be careful!" She shouts again.

"I will! I always am!" I shout back.

"Fine." She sits back down on my bed.

"I'll be back." I whisper as I disappear out my back window.

I secretly make my way through the city and pass the 12, poor districts. They kind of sacrifice their lives to protect the rich. We lose atleast two people from each of the districts every year from shark attacks. It's quite sad. I swim by the coral reefs and watch as the fish carry on with their lives. As I swim a few miles north I reach the shore. I look around the empty beach and lay out on the sand, close enough to where the water still covers me.

"Might as well get some practice like Haymitch said." I mumble to myself.

I steady my self on the sand and take a deep breath.

"Are you, are you
Coming to the sea
Where they sailed out a man who murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight by the raging sea."

I take another deep breath.

"Are you, are you
Coming to the sea
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight by the raging sea."

"That was beautiful." A boy's voice comes from behind me.

I jump at the sigh of a blonde boy. He sees me. Me.

But I realize something even worse.

Our eyes have met.

A/N: Did you guys like this? Should I write more? Please review! :)