Just letting you know that after I read chapter 5 of the second book after peeta proposes I thought of this and wrote it down

I know it goes on a different path the book does but I like it

and there are no spoilers

I look at the mirror and see myself but It doesn't feel like me I promised myself I would never do this and yet here I stand

Cinna and the others are doing the final touches and are saying how beautiful I am, I look in the mirror and see myself wearing a dress cinna designed

At the top a white strapless that makes my chest look bigger than it is, at my torso it ripples over it's self with a golden mockingjay that has been painted on and faded on purpose so to not destroy the traditional look and over my hips and legs it flows out in the traditional way and has a fire at the bottom that comes to my knees and has been faded like the mockingjay, the dress stops just at my toes I will have to make sure I don't trip

My hair is pulled back so that ringlets of hair cascade down my back, my make up is simple and nice with hints of gold at the edge of my eyes

The music starts, I'm handed a bouquet of red, orange, yellow and white flowers and tears start to fall I tell everyone it was out of joy but it was because if I did see myself getting married it was the opposite of this

I imagined us in the field of daises just mum and prim and maybe some other people, me in my best dress, a hand full of daises, my hair in the simple braid I always had, when I walk I see a man with black hair and grey eyes

But now I'm walking to a man with ash blond hair and blue eyes I stop beside him and hand my bouquet to one of the flower girls everything is a blur all I hear is peeta saying "I do"

And then they gesture for me to continue I pause I whisper it but everyone can hear me "I…….no!!!!!" I run down the aisle and then I hear a gun shot a moment later I feel pain in my abdomen I look down, my dress is red with blood

I know they'll just heal me and force me to do it again so I take a chance that this is live and yell at the top of my lungs "i love Gale Hawthorne" and every thing goes black

Well tell me what you think please R&R