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Prim looks so beautiful when she mutters the words, "I Do." My eyes water without my permission, I am so happy for her but at the moment nostalgia is the dominating feeling in my body. My little duckling has grown into a beautiful swan, she won't wake me up in the morning with a bright smile, she no longer wait for me after a hunting trip with a drink in hand. She won't need me anymore. I wish my father was here to see the fairer of his daughters marry.
Soon enough the bride and the groom are kissing and I can't help but look away. I can't get used to the idea of my baby sister kissing. Everyone breaks out in applause and Prim and Rory turn to the crowd of family and friends, beaming. I smile back at them. As is tradition we all congratulate the couple as the Minister gets the paperwork ready, he'll be writing down their information soon.
"Mrs. Hawthorne" he calls Prim. She turns to him blushing at his use of her new name.
"Yes?" she asks sweetly.
"You need to provide an address as to where you'll be living" he says.
"Oh, yes I already did, see" she says pointing at the piece of paper lying on the table. I narrow my eyes, what Is going on? I don't trust the minister, he is from the Capitol.
"Oh but then that would mean you got your own home?" he says looking at him with raised eyebrows.
"Yes that is correct." She says.
"Me am it is the law that every household were no marriage lives have a minimum of three residents" he says looking at her from over his glasses.
Drat. My eyes widen in surprise.
"Oh! What can we do?" Prim asks looking wildly from my mother to me.
"Well you have a month tops to solve this problem or I'll be forced to find you something" he says curtly.
I can't believe this cruel man just threw this at us, on Prim's wedding day, but I won't let him ruin it for her.
"Prim, its ok don't worry about it Mom and I will solve this in no time" I say as reassuring as I can.
"Are you sure?" she asks worried.
"Yes, in fact I've already considered this" I say.
"ok" she nods.
We leave the Justice Building and inside I'm burning in hatred for our rotten Government. It's another one of their schemes, this rule is only to assure people will need to marry if they are in my situation. So that people will have children, which are the coal that fires the Hunger Games. What to do? I think Prim will have no problem in taking in my Mother with her and Rory, or the Hawthornes. No she's better off with Prim, Gale has enough mouths to feed. Besides Prim was going to begin healing people at her new home, a clinic of sorts, and mother would fit perfectly in that scenario.
Me on the other hand, I don't want to make Prim and Rory uncomftarble, and a clinic is a less than ideal place for me to live. Lost in my own thoughts I don't notice Peeta make his way towards me as we walk to the newlyweds home.
"Hey there" he says.
"Hello" I answer glumly. Peeta is always around, he's become one of Prim's closest friends but I realize I've never really spoke much to him.
"I really like Prim but I feel out of place with the rest of her friends" he admits. In fact I've realized that after high school Peeta looked out of place with almost anyone, besides Prim.
"Peeta, how come you don't talk to any of your other friends anymore?" the question is out of my lips before I can think about it.
Peeta looks at me somewhat embarrassed, I immediately feel bad.
"You don't have to answer that. Sorry I was prying" I gush.
"No, no. It's ok. Well for starters I don't like the fact they speak about me behind my back" he says a small smile playing in his lips.
"Yeah" I say. He raises an eyebrow at me in question.
"I mean I get it" I say, because I do. Part of the reason of why I always only had two friends was because I knew most people talked about me behind my back. I truly do know what Peeta means.
"I know, you might just make a good friend Mrs. Everdeen" he teases.
"Wouldn't be bad yourself" I say elbowing him lightly.
He smiles kindly at me. I nod towards the crowd and we head towards them at a faster pace. I watch as my little sister walks into the house with her husband, and turns into a woman.
A/N: Hopefully next chapter will be up soon. I KNOW I'm a terrible updater but you can give me a hard time by : REVIEWING! Please it means a lot if you do. Won't take you long, and you get cyber cookies from Peeta 3