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Iris' P.O.V
As soon as mom entered the green room we'd been allotted for the evening, she caught me in a bear hug. "Hey mom," I said still surprised at the fact that my strong, brave and introvert mother had just hugged me.
"Dad, what's wrong with mom?" Finn asked, clearly as surprised as me over mom's behaviour.
"Nothing, she'd just angry with the president again." Dad said grimacing a little, I guess committing to a memory of the past.
He was staring off into space, so I grasped the opportunity to go back to staring at the cute guy standing in the cage. It was really unfair the way the capitol people were being treated; I swore to myself that I'd do something about this tonight.
"Something got your attention?" Dad asked grinning. I blushed over being caught in the act. I never liked it when Dad got involved in my relationships, even with guy friends; he was very protective.
"She's just staring at the guy over there; she was going on about how cute he was." Finn said making a disgusted noise. My face got even redder as I remembered chatting with my really good friend, Sarah Mason about the guy, I wish I'd sent Finn out of the room by then.
"Shut up Finnick," I said and stormed out of the room, too anxious to get out of there. I walked out almost dashing into somebody. By the way he was dressed; I could tell he was from the districts. "I'm sorry," I said, and quickly walked backstage where Finn was waiting for me. Mom and Dad were already on the stage and just started with their speech.
I stayed backstage with Finn, who was trying desperately to annoy the hell out of me. Dad had been talking for a few minutes, and by the incredulous look on the president's face, I knew he was going to get hell for this later.
"Somebody isn't reading the scripted cards these days," Finn said smirking, looking at dad in awe. He'd always wanted to be like him when he grew up.
Just then Aunt Effie, walked up to us in her elegant violet gown that was shimmering too brightly, her 6-inch heels strutting, and clipped our microphones to our collars. She then nudged us forward onto the stage and says, "Big smiles!"
This is it. This is when I have to make my final choice, I thought.
There's loud applause, but none of the other responses we got in the other districts, the whoops cheers and whistles. We walk across the marble floor and quickly make our way towards our parents, and are blinded by a spotlight falling upon us.
As my eyes adjust, I see the walls decorated with banners and posters that I bet my Aunt Effie helped in designing, it did look like her work. The room is packed with people, but again, just a fraction of the people from the Capitol had been invited to this luxurious meet. It made my blood boil to see the way in which the Districts discriminated between themselves and the Capitol people.
The applause died out, and Dad gives a small speech on how happy he is to have us here with them at an Annual meet. Finnick had his comments written down in cards, but he didn't pull it out. Instead, making Dad proud, he recited his lines and added a few of his own remarks of how privileged he feels.
I walk on to the stage, making a choice I would probably regret later on.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen," I said smiling, "I hope you're having a good time. I'd like to thank you all for coming here, for I have important matters that need to be disclosed towards all of us, since we do have the right to freedom. You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one."
The crowd grew silent, making me fear what I would be facing after I ended this speech, but I went on. "A few years back, my parents started a battle in hopes of living in a free world where no one would ever have to fear anything; and they are still there, in the battle. They haven't been ridded of the idea of the free world, and I hope that someday this free world can be ours."
"I believe that the districts aren't willing to acknowledge the grief and pain that most of you have probably gone through, but want us all to acknowledge how much pain had been there before President Snow had been eliminated. This in all ways is certainly unfair, and I believe we should stand up to this. I hope someday you will join me, and world will be as one. Thank you."
I stepped back a little, only to notice the terrified expressions on my parents and the president's intense infuriated gaze staring daggers at me. I kept my head high, not caring for what would be of me, but I knew, that the hope that I had just given to the Capitol was the first step to freedom.
The crowd can't stop murmuring. No one dared to acknowledge what I'd just done. There is no precedent for what I had just done, it had just happened. I was feeling a bit squeamish about my actions, but I didn't have time to think it over when my parents nudged me and Finn backstage before we created a much dodgier scene.
I'm already backstage when they come for me. I guess I should have seen this coming; the president wasn't going to let the girl who just defied the Districts move around Panem creating more trouble.
The peacekeepers, in their cleanly pressed white uniforms, dragged me away from Finn as he tried to hold on to me. With a sad smile, I let myself be towed away from my family.
They hauled me into a place, after almost roaming around circles, which looked more like a prison. The paint was slowly coming off from the walls, and the supposedly blue colour had turned grey. There were cobwebs at almost every corner of the room, and the bed matted with dust made the room seem more filthy than usual.
The shut the rusted steel bars with a bang, and smirked at me, with a quick, "Have fun down here little girl on fire," they left.
The only thing accompanying me right now was the spider that was roaming around the room, and when I say I'm really scared of huge hairy spiders, I mean it.
I sat up onto the dusty bed, hugging my legs closer to my body; trying to stay as far from the eight-legged monster. With a sigh I tried to recall my parents soothing voices trying to comfort myself.
I tried to recall how my parents could take care of me and Finn even though they were going through nightmares and flashbacks. I wish I didn't jeopardise my family in any way. A tear slid down my touched up cheek. I guess loneliness was pretty good, for now.
"Hey! Don't touch me!" I heard a male voice yell. So much for being lonely and content.
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