Author's Note: So, extra long chapter. I hope you guys like it. And Dylan. Please, please. Tell me what you think!

-Love Blay

We woke up early the next morning to board the train. Aspen wouldn't be coming with me, so he came to say goodbye at the train station.

"Have fun Letty." He said smiling. Reverting to the old nickname he had made for me when he couldn't pronounce, Jules, Julie, or Juliet.

"Thanks, Spen. Don't get in trouble while I'm gone." I tell him. Hugging him one last time and getting on the train.

I always enjoyed riding the train. The passing scenery was always extremely intriguing to me.

The trip would take about half a day. Not knowing what to do, I started on my schoolwork. I plugged in the music player Beetee sent me for Christmas and started working. My mother and father joke and say that I could teach the class if I wanted to. It's true. I probably could. I had always been exceptional at anything I did.

I got the days work done within 3 hours, so I had the rest of the time to do what I pleased. One of my favorite things to do was read. So I did just that. I spent the day emerged in the book the train attendant brought me. It was about a girl named Ella who was cursed with obedience by a fairy named Lucinda. It was a good book so I didn't put it down until I had it finished. Oh, it was a delightful tale full of old world tales, fairies, ogres, elves, and even giants! The love story was magnificent, Ella and Prince Char were absolutely delightful, and I myself couldn't help but fall in love as well. I soon found myself longing for such a relationship, without of course the magical curse.

I would have stared another book, but we were nearing District 4 and I hated the idea of getting into a book and only having to put it down a short time later. I decided that I should just look out the window for the remainder of the time.

We arrived in District 4 by 3. Once off the train I saw that Finnick, Annie, and Dylan. I couldn't help but smile once I saw their faces, so happy and excited. I looked at them one by one, Finnick, his bronze hair, now speckled with gray, in his face, which was alight with the sight of his so-called "family". Annie, standing quietly on the side, smiling and rocking slightly back and forth. Then Dylan. As soon I looked at him it took my breath away, no longer the goofy looking child that he was two years ago. He was the most handsome creature that I had ever seen. I couldn't help but smile once I saw him. The tight feeling that I got in my chest whenever there was a mess was present. But this time, it was a good feeling.

I was pulled out of my trance when Finnick came to hug me, "Hey, Juliet." He says. I wrap my arms around him without hesitation. The small of saltwater hits me hard. I smile. I always enjoyed the smell of saltwater. Next to hug me is Annie. She wraps her arms around me gently, without saying a word and then goes and stands next to Finnick. Then it's Dylan's turn. He walks towards me warps me in his arms and then picks me up and spins me around. I let out a peel of laughter that shocks myself. I blush at the sound of it and hope that Dylan didn't think much of it. He sets me down hold me at arms length and just stares at me. My heart is racing, whether from being spun around or having Dylan touch me, I couldn't be certain. He looks me in the eye, smiles and says, "I missed you Jules." And gives me another hug. "I missed you too." I tell him. Blushing even more. He lets me go, but wraps his arm around me. I can't help but smile even more.

Soon we're at their house eating and laughing and having a good time. Even picking at me and my aversion to the fish they all love. As we all get reacquainted I can't help but sneak looks at Dylan. My heart races each time I do. Once while I look up I see that he is looking at me too, and to my surprise, he winks at me! I blush and immediately look down at my food. Dinner lasted for hours. Everybody had finished his or her food. We just sat there talking, until my father suggested I go and look around. Dylan said he would go with me. I realized that was code for, "let the grownups talk alone." Which I didn't mind, especially if Dylan was going. Ugh! What was I thinking? I can't think about him like that. But he was sooo cute. I had to stop and tell myself to focus. Come on Julie. You can't like him. But I think I did.

The argument in my head continued like this until we reached the beach that was behind his house.

He sat down and gestured for me to do the same. "So, Jules, your birthday is tomorrow. What do you want?"

Right.

That again. "Oh, I don't know." I tell him. "Some books." Giving him the same answer as I gave Haymitch.

He frowned slightly. "You sure? Cause I already got your present. And it's not a book."

I smile at him. "That's ok. What did you get me?" I ask him.

He gives me an impish grin. "Oh, I can't tell you just yet. It's not your birthday, it will be however in 17 minuets." He said looking at his watch.

"Ok," I said. "What would you like to talk about?"

"I don't know. You pick. You're the birthday girl." He says, smiling and inching closer to me. I felt my breath catch in my chest. I blushed for some unknown reason and was suddenly extremely thankful for the darkness.

"Uh, how have you been?" I ask.

He laughs.

"What?" I ask.

"You never cease to amaze me Juliet." He says. Still laughing.

"How?" I ask.

"It's your birthday. I ask you to pick a topic, and you pick me. Your to selfless for your own good."

"How is being selfless a bad thing?" I ask him.

"It just is. People will try and take advantage of it." He says. "So, tell me. Is there a special someone back at home?"

I burst out laughing.

"No, can't say there is." I tell him. Still laughing a little.

He puts on a mask of shock; "I don't believe that for a second. Beautiful girl like you. Surely there's someone." He says.

"Painfully shy remember?" I say pointing at myself.

"Not with me." He says getting quiet all of the sudden.

"Yeah, well that's because I've always known you. You've always been here. I never had to introduce myself to you." I tell him.

He looks like he's about to say something else but then his watch beeps and he looks down at it and smiles.

"Happy birthday Jules." He says, wrapping his arms around me. "How does it feel to be 15?"

"Oh I don't know. No different than 14 I suppose."

He smiles.

"I can give you you're present now." He tells me. "Close your eyes." He instructs me.

I close them immediately and wait.

I hear him digging in his pocket and something jingling. He tells me I can open my eyes, so I do and look down at his hand. I gasp.

He's holding in has hand what has to be the most beautiful necklace in the world.

It's a charms necklace on a thin silver chain. It has a "J" on it for, well obvious reasons, I treble clef, for music, a little dustpan that makes me laugh, a book, and most beautiful of them all, a little pearl.

"So, he asks. Better than a book?" he asks, smiling.

"Yes." I tell him. "Much better than a book."

Without thinking I hug him. After I break away he says, "Come one, it's late and you've had a long day. Time for bed."

I was about to protest but I couldn't because I had to yawn.

He laughs and stands up. After he's standing he offers his hand to me, "Milady." He says, bowing.

"Thank you sir." I say daintily, excepting his hand. He pulls me up and just looks at me.

"What?" I ask him. Thinking I have sand or something all over me.

"Nothing." He says. "Here, let me put on your necklace for you."

He takes the necklace and moves my hair to put it around my neck. I shudder when he touches me.

"Cold?" he asks.

"A little." I lie.

After he finishes clasping the necklace he wraps his arm around me. When I protest he says that we can't have the birthday girl getting sick.

We get to the house and I see that everyone has already gone to bed.

Dylan walks me to the guest room and stands at my door.

"Is there anything I can get you?" he asks.

I smile and say, "No thank you."

Once he sees that I'm situated he says he's going to bed.

"Good night Juliet." He says, hugging me.

"Good night. Thank you for the necklace." I tell him.

He laughs and says that it was no problem.

He squeezes me one more time kisses me on top of the head and leaves for his room down the hall.

I can't help but smile.

I walk over to the bed and sit down. I look at the charm necklace more closely. I inspect each charm, and while looking at the book I realize that there is something inscribed on the back.

It reads, "To my darling Juliet on her special day. Love Dylan." It also has the date, May 23, on the back. I smile and lay down.

I turn off the lamp and suddenly feel the day of travel on me.

I fall asleep with in minuets.

Still holding the necklace.