I am reading two books right now, so i have no time to REALLLY right out a long chapter. One is for fun (MATCHED by Ally Condie) and the other i personally hate. It is for school :( (BELOVED by Toni Morrison)

This is a short little filler, though. I thought it was kinda cute.

Enjoy...


Kathrena shows me to my room and to dinner that night.

Ever since I yelled at her she has skipped the friendly approach and has just been around me less and less, only escorting me to places when necessary.

She attended the Emergency Election, but sat in the back.

I was required in the front.

It was quick and to the point, the Election. Plutarch welcomed the remaining citizens from around the Capitol and basically read off each position and the short description. People were rather hesitant, but it went over well. I mean the Capitol only fell yesterday.

It lasted about two and a half hours. People came in, sat through the droll speech, voted, and then left fairly quickly to get out of the ruins (there was a spot cleared for the chairs and such for the Election).

Turns out Paylor made President. She seems strong enough to out of all of us. Fleese Koot, head of command in District One made Vice and surprisingly (sarcasm) Plutarch was voted as Secretary of Communications. He is in charge of the Television shows and stations.

By the end of the Election, Plutarch mentioned one thing after the votes flooded in on the counter.

Katniss Everdeen's trial.

He will be broadcasting every bit of it, if anybody cared—which they didn't. They too are so broken by the dismal state that they either swore him off or walked away into their weak homes.

Even through all of the anger I have for the Capitol, my heart bleeds for them.

Kathrena led me to my room that night. After all of the silence I finally got the never to ask her a simple question.

"Why do you need to escort me everywhere?" I had wondered.

She looked at me dumbfounded. She stumbled for words, but came up speechless.

"I will stop, then." And with that she left.

I fumbled an apology, but she was to out of earshot by the time I found the right words.

I shrugged and rolled my eyes.

Girls.

I feel like an eight year old again.

When girls were too confusing to figure out.

They prance around, get offended at every little remark, and walk off with out a word.

Nothing has changed.

Twelve years later, and nothing has changed.


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