Hey guys. Here is the begginging of the idea a person gave me. It is NOT what you expect. I can tell you that. hah.

Anyway, I post my chapters between 2-3 pm pacific standard time, so if you are the person who keeps checking my story for any updates, look around this time. ok? cool! Enjoy. xD

I wake up to two words.

Delivery Day.

I don't usually care for it, but today I feel motivated.

Why, you might ask.

Well, I don't know the answer to that. Is it because I will "accidentally just happen" to pass by the Justice building while Gale is on break and see him hanging around in the front? Or do I just like spending the time giving leftovers to the need?

Uh. Lets face it. I am a crazed girl in love. Hey, in my defense, this is a new experience for me. I have never met a guy that I have felt so connected to. Oh gees. I am psycho.

I lug myself out of bed and perform the same, plain old boring morning routine.

I find myself downstairs in twenty minutes stuffing 3 day old (and freshly baked cinnamon bread rolls) into a woven basket. Surprised my enthusiasm for Delivery Day (which I personally loathed before I met Gale), my mother picks up on my motions and takes note.

"Rissa,"

"Hmm," I sing.

"Are you alright?" Mother asks bewildered.

"Yes. Why wouldn't I?" I giggle, resuming my bread stuffing routine.

"Hum. No reason."

-Break-

Did I fail to mention how packed the Town Square is now since the rebellion ended? I mean seriously, the Capitol citizens couldn't find anywhere else to live? Sure we have "supported" them for the last 76 years, but really?

The sidewalks are sprinkled with people with whacked out hairstyles and unnaturally designed skin tone. Does anyone normal live in the Capitol anymore?

I stare down at my feet and watch as they force themselves to place one in front of the other. I stay like this until I bump into a pink figure.

"Sorry ma'am," I rush, trying to gather any falling rolls. I look up and find that the person is a man- not a woman. "Oh, I am so sorry!" It is the only thing I can say to keep myself from bursting out laughing.

The man looks horrified and scurries away.

"Nice talking to you!" I call over my shoulder.

My mother is trailing behind, taking her time to hand out the white rolls.

We are almost about to pass the Justice Building.

I try to look over the crowd, but can't. It is too thick with the mix of District 2's people and the odd Capitol citizens.

Exasperated by the outcome, I push my way towards a better view. I spot Gale leaning on a pillar, talking to another girl.

She pretty, I guess. Her fake blood red hair falls in curls over her shoulders. She is about my height, maybe shorter. She has a golden band intricately circling up her left arm and she is laughing with Gale. It is a Capitol mutt. I can tell.

Well probably not literally a mutt, but you know what I mean.

I narrow my eyes to get a good glance at her before I flush the emotion off of my face and saunter over to Gale's side.

"Hey Gale," I smile, coming up beside him.

"Oh, hi." He smiles, greeting me with a quick kiss.

"Here," I grab one of the cinnamon rolls and hand it to him.

He thanks me and takes it.

The girl stops talking and stares (ehm, glares) at me.

I know that look. It is the 'oh-its-you' dismayed look the haughty people give you. Trust me. I have seen it millions of times.

"Who is this?" I ask sweetly, covering up my swelling anger.

Hah. You're jealous.

No I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Shut up.

"Rissa, this is Nerlee. Nerlee, this is Rissa. Nerlee is a new official for District 2."

"Hi, nice to meet you Rissa." She smiles a little bit too innocently.

"Hello, nice to meet you too." I answer back.

"Nerlee, Rissa owns the bakery with her mother." Gale adds.

"Oh, isn't that sweet." She beams.

Okay, I don't like this girl. At. All.

I hear my name and turn over my shoulder. Mother is waving me to come back.

"Well as nice as it is, I must get back to work. Bye, Gale. Nice meeting you Nerlee." I finish and proudly detach myself from the girl's presence.

Something is fishy, here.

Yeah. It is called jealousy.

NO IT IS NOT!

-Break-

Who is she?

All I can think about is who the new official is.

Nerlee.

Who even is she?

You're jealous.

No I am not! Why do you think that?

Well, you saw her. She was flirting with Gale, the man who is yours. What do you think of her?

I can tell right off the bat. She is like the ones that were at school: Snotty, popular, and mean.

See, what if she steals Gale? She works with him around the clock.

Wait. Are you jealous?

No. You are.

You're JEALOUS!

WE ARE THE SAME PERSON!

So you're jealous.

Then you're jealous because if I am jealous, then you are jealous because we are the same person.

You make no sense.

I'm done here.

"Hey Rissa?" Mother calls from the other room.

"Yes?"

"I was thinking. What if we have Gale over for dinner?"

I pause for a moment and push my ridiculous mental argument out of the way.

"Invite him over?" I repeat, figuring out the question. "Sure."

"Great. Why don't you go to the Justice building and find him."

"Uh, ok…" I stand up and walk out the back door.

Hah. YOU'RE JEALOUS.

Why haven't you shut up yet?

-Break-

"Room 220." Chimes the overly peppy secretary at the front desk.

"Thanks," I smile and walk quickly away from the insane person.

I have never really been in the Justice building before. You would think so, since I have lived here for 18 years.

Just the main lobby is huge all together. High stone arches brush against the ceiling with red coordinating furniture at the bottom.

I eventually avoid the elevator and find the stairs. Who needs elevators anyway?

I walk up the short flights of stairs and enter the door marked Floor 2.

After wandering for what seems like forever, I land right in front of Room 220.

I peer through the door and find another secretary filing papers in the corner of the waiting area.

"Um, Hi." I speak up, catching her attention.

"Hello." She forces out in monotone. The exact opposite of the one downstairs.

Weird.

"Is Gale Hawthorne still here?"

She glances up at me through the top of her glasses and turns to her phone. She dials a number and a voice echoes over the speaker. "Hello?"

"Yes, sir? Sorry to bother you, but I have someone here for you…" she pauses to grab my name.

"Rissa Bennett." I whisper.

"Yes," she muses, "Rissa Bennett."

"Oh, send her back." He replies.

She hangs up and nods to the door leading to the back.

"Thanks." I drop and walk through the door to Gale's office.

So. This chapter is ACTUALLY longer, but since I haven't typed up the rest of the chapter I am splitting it into to segments. The rest will come tomorrow! :D

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