Chapter 11

I don't remember falling asleep. Then again that's not much of a surprise. I woke up and it was pitch black. I looked up and realized I was in my tree house outside. I half-fell, half-jumped out of the tree house.

I stumbled through the front door. I went up to my room and started to get into my bed. I almost yelped when I realized Jessie was still asleep in it. I pulled out a blanket from my closet and laied on the floor.

"Desy. Desy wake up". I rolled over and was shocked to see Jessie standing over me.

"Jessie what are you doing? Lay down!" I jumped up and started pushing him back down. He started laughing.

"Desy I'm fine! I really am!" He hugged me close.

"Jessie! I'm so happy!" I hugged him back. I took his hand and led him down stairs. My mother jumped up from her chair.

"Jessie!" He ran over and kneeled beside her. He started telling her how he was fine and how he was so happy she took care of him. I realized what time it was and walked outside. I jogged to the Goblet.

"Venna?" I looked into her stand. No one was here. I heard a loud speaker going off. I ran outside to the town square. The entire town was there in their best clothes. I almost screamed. Today was Mockingjay day. My mother had Gale push it off until Jessie was better. Now that Jessie was better, it was being held today. I sprinted home.

I pushed passed my brother and went into my room. I looked in awe at the dress on my bed. It had to have been made in the Main City.

We don't have a capitol any more so we just have the Main City.

It was an ice blue color with jewels sewen into it. It looked to be made of silk, satin, and lace. I slipped it on. It flowed down to my ankles. I sat on my bed and took my hair out of it's ponytail. I brushed it out. It reached down right past my waist. I put it up with a silver bow. I twirled around. I felt beautiful. There was clapping.

When I looked around, I discovered Jessie standing in the door way. I blushed and stopped twirling. He took my hand and spun me around.

"You look amazing!" He stopped me and looked into my eyes. I looked away.

"Let's go." He looked down and mumbled something that I couldn't hear. I pushed passed him and walked downstairs. One thing's for sure. This is not the life I want. I don't want the life of my mother.