I'M TRYING TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER LONG BUT CHA NEVER KNOOOWWW...

HERE, DEAR FLOWER DOLPHIN CHILDREN, IS YOUR LOVELIE CHAPTER.

REALLY. I. DON'T. FUDG'N. OWN. THE. HUNGER. GAMES.

We pack up the car early in the morning with our bags and I climb in shotgun, Prim in the back and Mom driving. The drive is nine hours so we're going to be in here a while.

I plug in my phone so we can listen to music but Prim only wants to listen to Alison Krauss because her singing makes her go to sleep. When Prim was a baby and I was in preschool, when we'd get fussy when she was driving she'd just turn Alison Krauss on and we'd shut-up instantly. I wouldn't believe it if I didn't remember it. But I do.

Prim quietly sings along and colors in her pony coloring book. At complete peace. I pull out the seatbelt until it's as far as it will go then let it go so it is stuck in the position it is in then lean my head against it.

I'll only close my eyes for a second. Just a second.

I wake up to Mom shaking my shoulder. "Thirty minutes. We're in Palo Cedro."

I nod and sit up straighter. I look back and see Prim asleep, curled up with her unicorn pillow pet. I watch as my Grandparent's large white Victorian house appears into view, surrounded by large oaks and willows.

Mom wakes Prim up and we make our way to the large wrap-around front porch where Grandma is seated on the porch swing drinking iced-tea.

"Prim! Katniss!" Grandma sets her iced-tea on the end table and hugs us. "The girls are inside. Sean's not here yet." Grandma says to Mom.

We head inside. The house is probably the prettiest house I've ever seen. Everything is Victorian and it's always been like that. Large rooms. Soft furniture. It's an eight bedroom house, I wish I live here every second of my life.

Bethany and Meredith topple over me and hug me like crazy. "Kat!" They shout.

"Beth and Mere!" I say on the same level of enthusiasm.

Mere's hair has grown out since I last saw her. Last time was over summer vacation when we went to visit them at their house in Sacramento. She was on chemo and was completely bald but now her hair is growing in downy soft like baby hair. Beth and Mere are completely identical except for their hair. Beth's goes to the small of her back like mine does.

"Look how long my hair's gotten!" Mere says, as if I hadn't already noticed.

"The girls will share the Rose Room." Grandma says. Each of the rooms has a certain thing it centers around. For example, the Rose Room is all pink and creamy white and Grandma puts new roses from her garden in vases by each of the three beds in the morning. "Sarah and Prim will share the Deer Room." That one is filled with muted greens and browns and lots of plants. Prim and Mom share because Prim thinks the house is haunted.

"My grandchildren!" Grandpa enters the large foyer from the living room. We all rush to hug him.

"Elsie will have the Vineyard Room." Grandma goes on. The Vineyard Room is purple and gold with a large queen bed. I get that room usually when it's just us staying but every Thanksgiving we all get the same rooms. Elsie doesn't know I have her room whens she's not here. I don't know where she is but she probably has already set herself up in her room. "And Susan and Warren will get the Ocean Room." Of course, blue and silver.

"What about Sean?" Aunt Susan asks, entering the room. Aunt Susan is a tall blonde woman and a pediatrician.

"The Lemon Room." Grandma says obviously. That one is yellow. I have to admit, it is pretty weird to name rooms, but as long as Grandma gives me cookies I'm good. There are two more rooms that Grandma turned into a library and a study for Grandpa.

"Hello-o? Anyone notice me?" Elsie says in a spoiled tone as she comes down the spiral staircase.

"Elsie!" Mom says and hugs her.

Elsie huffs and releases Mom. "Aunt Sarah is the only one who likes me." She whines to Aunt Susan.

"You're sixteen. Time to stop acting like a baby." Aunt Susan tells her with a wink which only makes Elsie angrier. I can almost see the smoke coming off her perfectly styled brunette curls.

She storms upstairs and Beth rolls her eyes at me comically. I grab my bag and we head upstairs. I plop my bag down on the soft pink blanket.

"Did you bring your pajamas?" Mere asks, wiggling her eyebrows. She means the pink pajamas we all got for Christmas last year.

"Of course." I say.

"Dinner!" Grandma calls and we all race downstairs. It's nice to be with my cousins and family again. We say grace over the food and eat the delicious steak.

After our dessert of cherry pie, Beth, Mere and I change into our pink pajamas and I even post a picture of us on Instagram.

We watch Mulan with Prim who falls asleep half-way through. After the movies over we head upstairs and curl up on our cozy beds. I check my Instagram and the picture has fourteen likes and three comments.

MissMadgeCaris Cute pic! Have fun up north :)

dat_chicka_glimm those gurls are uglyy

JohannaMason Oh my glob, Glimmer. You moron. Those are her fudg'n cousins. Why are you such an idiot? dat_chicka_glimm

I didn't even know Glimmer was following me, but I'm seriously blocking her.

No joke.

SO... WHITMORE IS AN ACTUAL TOWN! IT IS PRETTY SMALL, POPULATION 400-SOMETHING. NOT KIDDING. BUT IT'S LIKE A LITTLE PIECE OF TENNESSEE IN NORTHERN CALIFORNIA. I WANT TO LIVE THERE! THE NAME I GAVE GLIMMER IS ACTUALL THE NAME OF SOMEONE I DISLIKES NAME ON INSTAGRAM, EXCEPT I CHANGED THE NAME, DUH.

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