Gale stood silently with the other boys of his age, just like every other year, waiting for the names of the tributes to be announced. He ignored Effie as she addressed the crowd, looking around at the faces of all the other teens who, like him, were standing in the square and waiting to hear their fate. It wasn't long until she was announcing this year's names; two kids in the crowd who most likely would not live to see the next year.<br/>"Peeta Mellark!" The woman called out, and Gale had to admit he was the slightest bit relieved, as the blonde boy made his way up to the stage. Both he and one of his younger brothers were in the drawing this year, this year being his brother's first and his last, and while the Games had always bothered him, he was glad that his family was safe for another year. He didn't know Peeta very well at all, anyway.<br/>"Now for the girls!" The woman continued in her overly cheerful voice, reaching into the large glass ball filled with girls' names on bits of paper and pulling one out to read it.<br/>"Primrose Everdeen!" She announced, and dissatisfied mutterings spread through the crowd as the young girl started for the stage, a look of shock and fear on her face. Everyone knew she'd never survive the games. Gale felt his heart drop as she reached the stage, anger rising in him. While Prim wasn't really his family, he'd been best friends and hunting partners with her older sister, Katniss, for years now, and he loved the younger girl just as he did his own baby sister. The two of them had a lot in common, both so sweet and easily frightened.<br/>Shocked and angry, Gale looked around, scanning the crowd for Katniss to see how she would react. He knew very well how much she cared for her sister, and could already tell this would not go over well with her...