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I'm going to district 13.

The words just slip past my lips before I can stop them. My eyes widen with realization when I make sense with the words. Oops...

"Thirteen?" Lian asks bewilderedly.

It's too late to take the words back... "Yes."

"Why?"

"Uh, because?" I reply meekly. One stern look from Lian makes me spill what I have in mind. "Well, Mom's going to thirteen. I want to be with her. Of course, she won't approve, so I'll have to dress up in some disguise and sneak in. Hey! Maybe I can sneak in with Tyson! He's joining Mom in the star squad..." I begin to trail off.

"Wait, what?" Lian says. He is definitely confused now.

"Pay attention, Lian. I'm going to thirteen to be with my mom! Isn't that a brilliant idea?"

"No!"

"Why so?"

"I just got you!" I'm biting back my comeback now. You never got me.

"Sorry. I have to go. You know, for all I know, my mom's heading back to war. This war may possibly kill her, since the antagonist side is controlled by a Snow. And this Snow in particular is dying to kill my mother. My mom has no choice but to go to war. I have two choices, though. I can either stay here in twelve and watch my mother die on television, or I can jump into that war with her and save her from that physiopath. Say, Lian, if you were in my shoes, which choice would you take?" I burst out. Huh. Way better comeback.

"T-the second one." Lian stutters. My outburst must have scared him a little.

"Lian, we're just two teenagers that can't make a difference. I just got this chance to actually make my life worth something, and make a difference, and I'm gonna take it. I have to take it. I will take it. No matter what."

"Fine." his eyes are now empty, and his voice is hollow.

"Bye"

"Tyson?"

"Hm?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Hm."

"Can you tell me when Mom's prep team is gonna leave?"

"Hm." Tyson puts one finger up to signal me to wait. He swallows his giant mouthful of his chili-pepper sandwich and says: "In two days. They're staying here until then."

"Uh huh. And when are you going to leave for district 13?" I begin to fidget a little. For the edge of the counter in Tyson and Annie's kitchen isn't very comfortable. Tyson takes another bite from his sandwich and it takes about a minute for him to chew and swallow. Ugh. Why does he have to eat so darn slowly? I use the time it takes him to devour the bite by observing the kitchen. It's rather spacey. Dishwasher and sink in the middle, and a giant counter that lines the wall. The oven and cooking top is close to the edge of the kitchen. Very close to the round, wooden table that is always covered with a checkered cloth. And there is Tyson with his precious sandwich. I really don't know how he stands the spicy taste, but he likes it, and can devour it without getting diarrhea.

"Tomorrow after lunch." Perfect.

"Thanks, Tyson!" I chirp. I jump off the counter. I make a beeline to the living room, in where I find Mom, Dad, Annie, and the prep team chatting. Lian left after our talk. "Venia, Octavia, Flavius. Can I talk to you? Alone?"

My request makes the room hush down. They look at me with inquiring eyes, sending blood to my face. "Sure, darling!" Octavia responds after a few seconds of the awkward silence.

"Thanks. Follow me." I lead the trio back to the remake room and take a deep breath.

"Can you do me a favor? I want you to disguise me by tomorrow."

So, do you like the chapter? I am definite that it's long. Two whole scenes! TWO! That's a lot. Anywho, I hope that it was good enough. Bye!