DDDQuickest update yet! wanna say thanks to louisemaeg for all of the wounderful reviews and for following this story! one more thing- i was woundering if anyone wanted to write a story about paulas brother and his hunger games? tell me if you want to! Enjoy this chapter!
That night I couldn't sleep. His face kept appearing in my vision and my lips were still tingling even though the kiss was hours ago. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I stop thinking about Waiham and the kiss and his perfect face and the way his muscles showed through his tight shirt...
Stop it Paula, I commanded myself.
I sighed and turned over on my bed. Why did life have to be so complicated? Or was it just my life? I wished that sometimes you could know things instead of waiting for your feelings to sort themselves out.
After Waiham had strided of to his bedroom further along the carriage I had just stood outside the door to mine. I was there for over ten minutes, just staring into space, until Lizzi came by wearing a fluffy pink bath robe and fluffy pink slippers. The orange highlights in her hair bounced along with the rest of the freshly washed hair.
Wait- orange highlights?
I swore they were purple several hours ago.
"You'll want to get to bed sweetie," Lizzi squeaked. " You have a big day tomorrow! First you arrive in the Capitol and then the chariot rides! A woman like you needs her beauty sleep. You in particular..."
I ignored that last offending comment and focused on the topic of her hair.
"What happened to your purple highlights? This orange stuff is weird and slightly disgusting."
"You should never insult another person Paula" she said. I just rolled my eyes. " By the way I have special Capitol highlights. They change colour when depening on the weather. Orange you say? Hmmm it is quite warm in here. I'll go ask the driver to turn the heat down a bit."
She walked off down the corridor and I went into my bedroom and got into bed.
And that's where I am now
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That morning I couldn't keep eye contact with Waiham for more than a second. It didn't help he was continuously looking in the opposite direction too.
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Way to start your first day in the Capitol Paula, I chided myself.
But after breakfast (my mouth waters just thinking about it) Waiham mouthed we need to talk and grabbed my wrist, pulling me into his bedroom.
"Look Paula," he begun. Could I detect a hint of nervousness in his voice? I tried to concentrate on his words. "About last night. I'm sorry for what I did. If it startled you." Only a lot, I thought. "But there is something I have to confess. This isn't easy..." He took a deep breath before finishing his speech"
"I love you Paula"
