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Chapter 12: Depart

I awaken from a luscious sleep, even better than the night before. But when I look to the other side of the bed, Peeta isn't there. His side of the bed is still warm, so I suppose he only just got up too. He walks in the room,

"Hey, when did you get up?"

"A couple minutes ago."

"How come you didn't wake me up?"

"You looked happy, so I didn't want to wake you up."

"Thanks, but you still should have woken me up."

All he does is laugh. I sigh, but of course I have to smile.

"Let's get ready then, we might not want to miss the train. Help me get up." I say, holding my arms out in the air.

"Sure."

Once I get out of bed. I go to take a shower. Better not look grubby. I am going to the Capitol after all. As much as I really don't want to go, I guess it will be nice seeing Effie again. Once I've had my shower, I put on the most presentable clothes I have. Which is a white shirt and a pair of black trousers. Great. But I sure know the Capitol. They'd want me in dresses. Overloaded with sequins and sparkles, at least I think so. So I suppose they'd lend me one dress- or ten, and if the Capitol were throwing a party. Of course it would be about the strangest things. Freedom from the horrible law is one thing, maybe a one year- two-year anniversary. No, what about 4 months? Of course they'd throw a party at the strangest times. I put the clothes on, and braid my hair into the same braid I always wear. I'm sure the Capitol would love me to wear my braid. I look at myself in the mirror, noticing a scar on the left side of my forehead. I run my finger over the uneven surface of my scar; most of them had healed. But some are just not. I'm afraid of them not disappearing. I want them to be gone. Because what if one day I have children and one of them asks me where I got this scar. How could I tell them without scaring them to death? But of course that's not the only reason, I don't want them because they bring back memories of the events that happened almost four months ago. The bombs, the deaths, the explosions, the yelling, screaming and the loss of the person I was certain I loved. These thoughts pass in and out of my head. Sometimes when this happens, I lose it. I try to force the thoughts out of my mind, but they don't go. Obviously they wont. Never. All I can do now is try to forget, if that is even possible. I leave the bathroom to go retrieve my bag. The train leaves in about fifteen minutes. I had been in the bathroom way too long. My mother is going to come along to see us all off at the same time, luckily enough Theria's train leaves at the same time as me and Peeta's. So we can all farewell each other before we go. We walk out the door; it's a bright sunny day today in District 4. There are no clouds in sight, so the sky is clear. The place is buzzing as usual, and the crisp smell of sea salt lingers in the air. It's been nice visiting here. District 4 has to be one of my favorite districts apart from District 12. Everything is so real here.

"Hey, looking forward to going to the Capitol?" Theria asks,

"I guess so, I just hope the people aren't as stupid as they were."

"Oh, I'm sure they will be."

"Seriously?"

"Well, it is the Capitol. There shouldn't be any sort of negotiation. They are crazy, full stop."

"True."

"-and I guess we can't blame them. Those people were raised like that." Peeta says.

"Yeah."

We come up to the train station. The trains are sitting in their spots waiting for passengers to get on.

"and I suppose this is where we depart." Theria says.

"Yeah. Hey, see you later Theria." I say, pulling her in for a short hug,

"Yup, and by the way. Don't get caught." She whispers into my ear. All I do is laugh. That joke will never get old. She pulls away from me.

"Goodbye Peeta." She says, she gives him a small hug, and he says bye in return,

"Have a nice time, working?" he says.

"Yeah sure, and you have fun partying it up and eating Capitol food in fancy getups."

In the result of that, everyone's laughing. If someone has to say something funny, it's Theria.

"Goodbye mom," I say, pulling her in for a hug and placing a quick kiss on her cheek.

"Bye, visit soon."

"Sure."

When we disperse, Theria is walking off to the direction of her train; and Peeta and I are walking in the direction of ours. My mother is waving. I wave one last time before I turn around. There is a lady, looks like some sort of attendant, she takes our bags and escorts us into the train. It's much like the trains that we traveled in during the victor's tour, same layout. Everything,

"Alright, so this is the room you're staying in." the attendant says, showing us a room that looks identical to the one I stayed in before.

"Thank-you." I say in reply.

"We should arrive in the Capitol in the morning, so do make yourself comfortable, we shall provide food at the necessary times, or whenever you feel like it."

"Thanks," I say, giving her a small smile.

The woman gives a quick nod, gives us the bags and exits the room,

"She sure looked nervous," I say,

"Yeah, must be her first time." He replies,

"Or she feels slightly intimidated that we played a major part in the rebellion and she feels like she needs to treat us with the, upmost respect."

"Yeah, or that."

I sigh and I sit down on the bed, Peeta joins me and takes my hand.

"I'm sure it will be fine, it has been four months. So I suppose everything is still fresh in everybody's minds"

"I just don't want people to be afraid of us."

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