The sun had cast light into Brendon's room, instantly brightening the space. My eyelids crept open from the reflection of light resting on them. I looked up, at Brendon's smiling face looking down at me. "Morning baby," he said to me, propped up on the pillow resting on his side.
I rolled my eyes, sitting up. I shook out my golden hair with a small smile. I said my eyes fluttering to my shoulders. My oversized baby blue shirt was hanging off in a way that could've been called sexy. "We're you watching me sleep again?" I teased to him as he grabbed my waist. He pulled me close to him, as my arms moved to his shoulders.
"Hmmm your so pretty when your sleeping Lace," he whispered to me leaning in. Our lips were about to meet when the door was opened without as much as a nock.
"Ok, lets keep this down to PG level lets break this apart," I looked up at my brother's smirking face. I knew to him that catching his little sister kissing her boyfriend. It was like I was being caught red handed having sex or something. I pretend to be pissed at him interrupting, but I was secretly glad. I didn't want to push myself closer to Brendon knowing for sure I was going to lose him. And makeup sessions on his bed were not going to help.
"Leather get out!" I pouted to him. I thought I was being convincing, maybe not. Because my brother stared at me hard for a moment before chuckling.
"Breakfast in 5. Be there." He said simply before looking to Brendon with a teasing glare, "And keep your hands off my sister's breasts," he said with a smirk before shutting the door.
Brendon laughed, but removed his hands from my waist. He leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the nose,"Go get dressed," he said to me softly before resting back on his pillow.
I took a sigh, but I didn't want to argue. I got up from his bed and walked out the door of Brendon's room without looking back, saying anything to him. Once back in the safety of seclusion I proceeded in my normal routine in the mornings. Except the fact it was shortened because I only had 5, make that 4 minutes. I chose a simple white v-neck and some leggings. I knew that today was the day we were going to enter the capitol, and they would get a first glance at me. Well when they did I wanted to look simple and innocent. I wanted to look sweet before the awful thing I would have to do.
4 minutes, 240 short seconds later, the door of my room was closed as I walked in for breakfast with the crew. And by the crew, I mean Brendon and the mentors. And Daphne, who looked way to chipper in a yellow ensemble. Her hair was all curled, then again it was probably a wig. And she had on a yellow dress made of multiple fabrics swirling into and out of her frame. And the amount of glitter used for it was even too much for my liking. I never really understood capitol fashion, and I probably never would.
I sat down in my chair across from Spark, with Brendon on my right and Daphne in the center. Brendon stole a quick kiss on my cheek before my brother came in, taking his seat across from my boyfriend. He had a stressed look on his face as he ran his fingers through his gold hair.
Breakfast was weird. I don't know, I guess I just wasn't in the mood to talk when I knew it was one my last breakfasts ever. Brendon on the other hand, seemed pretty fine and happy. So I just let the four of them talk, and I interjected when I was needed. Everyone could tell I was in a crabby mood, but no one bothered to question me about it. I was a teenage girl we were always moody right?
About mid way through the meal, I could feel the train ride moving slightly slower. Brendon and I exchanged glances, making our way to the window. We were in the Capitol.
it was just as beautiful as it was described. I had never been to the capitol, though I had heard many things about it. My brother and father were no strangers to it, and we invited there on multiple occasions. Time to time I would be offered the chance to come with them, but I would make up a lame excuse about being sick or having a cough or something stupid. I just didn't have the same desire to go and see it. All of the silly people with their silly accents. It just seemed so fake, like a backdrop for something much more serious.
As I looked out the window, the citizens were looking at Brendon and I trying to get a glimpse at the tributes. I knew we were the first to arrive, being from District 1. Brendon played it up again, taking my waist and pulling me towards him. As much as I hated the opportunity to continue kissing him, I knew it was for the better. Until I ended it with him, I had to seem madly in love. Which I was.
I kissed him deeply, before we both broke the kiss for different reasons. Brendon took the kisses and started to trial down my neck. But wanted to wave to the capitol, let them know we weren't ignoring them.
"Bren, babe. We need to wave to the people," i whispered as he met my eyes in agreement. I rested his arms around my waist, pulling me to him. Then we turning, facing the open window as we smiled and waved. We played to our opposite genders, me sending kisses to what seemed like eligible capitol bachelors. You never knew who had money, and who would be sponsoring you later. And first impressions were everything.
I looked to the crowd, though my mind wandered. I was going to have to tell Spark and Leather my plan, so they were in on it. And I still didn't know how I was going to muster it in me to break Brendon's heart. But I was going to savor moments like this with him, because I didn't know when we would get them again. I was counting the seconds before I would have to leave him. Because there were more seconds then minutes left, and it made me feel like time wasn't out just yet. The weight of this situation was pushing down on me, and I didn't know if I could handle it.