Sonya Hawthorne's P.O.V
Just as I thought things couldn't get more awkward, they did.
A blonde man with blue eyes walked up and put his arms around Katniss's shoulder and said cheerfully "Hello Gale."
My dad nodded and said roughly "Peeta,"
Peeta? What kind of name was that?
He smiled at me "So you must be Gale's daughter?"
No I was his cross-dresser son.
I nodded and didn't say anything.
"Mom!" A familiar voice said behind me.
I looked over my shoulder and saw Nick, the boy who sucks at making snares.
Mom?
He looked like Peeta, besides the eyes…
He had Katniss's eyes.
"Haymitch told me that they needed all the old victors from the games to come up on stage." Nick told his parents.
My mom, Annie, Katniss and Peeta said goodbye and started walking away. My dad walked away with Posy.
"So your Katniss's son huh?" I asked.
He nodded "And you're Gales."
Why did he say it like that? "Why? What did your parents say about him?"
My dad is a good dad. No matter what anyone said about him. I knew he made the bombs that caused children to die, but it wasn't his fault. How was he supposed to know that the rebels were going to drop them on the children?
I shook my head "Never mind," Then I grabbed his arm "Let's see if you're better at dancing then you are at making snares."
Anastasia Mellark's P.O.V
Daniel was actually really good at dancing.
He spun me around and I almost fell, but he grabbed onto my bare shoulders "You okay?"
I nodded and said breathlessly "Yes, just a little dizzy."
It felt like I was in a dream, a beautiful happy dream. We started dancing again, the kind of dancing I've only ever seen my parents do while laughing loudly at their failed attempts.
But the dancing stopped when my mom tapped on the microphone loudly. "Hello everyone and thank you for coming…"
I wasn't really listening, I've heard the speech more than ten times. Probably more, my mom wasn't the best at speaking publically and she needs to practice it in the mirror.
She talked about the Hunger Games, the victors wanted the other generations to know about it. To show that life is so much better now than it was years ago .My mom also listed the names of the other victors, when she got to Finnick Odair- a person who I have never met because he died, Daniel froze besides me. He was listening intently when my mom honoured the deceased. His lip was trembling and when he saw me looking at him, he paled and his lips formed into a tight thin line.
They showed a slideshow of the deceased, on the large screen. I've seen them in pictures and in videos of their games. When Finnick Odair came onto the screen I realized that he looked like Daniel…
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"You okay?" I whispered to Daniel.
The speech was over and everyone started to celebrate again. But not us, we stood in the crowd, people were staring at us oddly while they danced.
He nodded "Yea, I'm fine."
"ANA!" A voice said somewhere in the crowd, I instantly recognized it- my brother.
He pushed his way to where I was mumbling apologies. A girl was right behind him. She was the girl from the woods.
Her grey eyes flashed with anger at Daniel. She marched up towards him and she started lightly punching his broad chest.
"You..."
Hit.
"Left me…"
Hit, Hit.
"All alone with our parents!"
She glared at Daniel, but he started laughing loudly "Anger is not a good facial expression Sonny!"
Sonya frowned "Well no emotion will make you look good!"
She was obviously lying, Daniel was good-looking. I turned towards my brother "What do you want?"
His eyes flickered back and forth from Sonya to Daniel. He was jealous.
"Nicky!" I yelled when he wasn't paying "What is it?"
He snapped out of it "Well mom was asking if you would go up on stage and-"
"No," I interrupted him, mom wanted me to go up and sing. I would not under any circumstances go up there and-.
I looked over at Daniel and Sonya, they were hugging each other. I kind of got jealous; I wanted him to look at me the way he looked at Sonya.
I nodded "Never mind I'll do it."
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