~ 𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙮 ~

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟛

" 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑤𝑒'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟. "

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Escorted by peacekeepers inside the building, as crowds around us scream our names, wanting just a piece of us. Finnick and I put on the best approach we can and we shake a few hands, sign a few autographs.

These people really are crazy over murderers damn.

We walk inside the very tall building that holds twelve floors. Just as we were going in the elevator we hear a familiar voice ring out, "fin, VIC!"

"JOHANNA!" I scream out being thrilled to see her she and I run to each other as we both practically almost tumble into each other. "I've missed you so MUCH"

"Not as much as I vic!! Ugh Can you believe those son of a bic-"

The sound of Finnick clearing his throat loudly causes Johanna to roll her eyes, "shut up fishsticks."

I slightly giggle as I cover my mouth as Finnick glares at me for laughing.

"Anyway, I'm gonna tell the capital and give them a what for before I go in that arena or I swear!! I will rein hell fire upon their burnt up asses!" Johannas voice fills the echoing room and I can't help but laugh as she then smiles my direction

"I couldn't agree with you more" I give her a hug as Finnick grabs my arm, "alright we need to head to our floor to get ready for the parade tonight." Finnick says as Johanna eyes him

"Mhmm more like you are just jealous Vic has her attention on me. I told you Finnick it's okay to be jealous of all of this." She motions to herself as she smirks and I can't help but smile and nod in reassurance that she's right which causes her to smile back.

Finnick chuckles, "couldn't be more correct"

He takes my arm and pulls me away, just as the doors close Johannas voice rings out, "don't fuck on the elevators! Made that mistake"

We lift up from there and I shake my head as Finnick and I glance at each other we both chuckle at what had just happened, Johanna surely is the life of every party.

The ding of the elevator door opens and we are welcomed back from our stylists who quickly separated us, Finnick took my hand before they did only letting go when we had to, we both look at each other until the doors slam in our faces.

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"Do I have to wear heelsss" I whine to my stylist as they shake their heads, "Yes Vic, we have this argument every time." Greenie speaks up and I huff.

I glance in the mirror and smirk at how hot I look. A beautiful sky blue silky fitted dress lay on my curves, my features are precise and there's a slit going all the way from my high thigh down. My breast poke out a bit from the top only leaving it scandalous and sexy.

They put a high messy like bun on me with jewels laid in my hair. Strands of my hair fall on my face carving it. My makeup seemed lightweight as it had blue eyeliner to make my eyes pop and color added to my lips, they only handed contour to enhance my already prominent jawline and cheekbones.

I wore these diamond earrings but something seemed to be missing about me. Just as I thought that the echo of the door slowly opening woke me back.

I looked back to see Finnick. I looked as though he had nothing but a skirt like thing that was the color of my dress on his waist covering his bits. He was shirtless with a flower like thing around his neck.