The 71st Hunger Games - A Love Story COMPLETED

Chapter 28

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We made it inside the castle easily. It looks like a castle. Easily one of the biggest buildings I've seen. Maybe even the biggest in the world, because this is the Capitol. We all crept passed the guards. Unlike the rest of all the Capitol citizens, they're not dumb. We took separate entrances, and tried to get in in any way possible. I saw a back entrance where there were people, I think servants, came in and out.

I watched it for a few minutes, as people came in and out. Their clothes weren't fancy. Mine weren't either. I could blend in easily, if I could play the part. I'm okay at acting, and being a servant isn't hard. I walked in, as another was walking out, and followed a girl, with a messy bun who looked tired. She walked up the stairs, then looked at me.

"Why are you following me?" She had a thick accent. Maybe District 6. 

"Can you show me to President Snow's office floor? I was told there was cleaners and I was supposed to clean there." That was one of my worst tries at a lie. Luckily, she didn't say anything and brought me to the third floor's Janitor closet. I grabbed some fancy looking bottles, and a cart, then went out. I wandered until I say a ton of guards.

 They kept looking around.  I separated and went to navigate the wide hallways. I went and stayed on the side. Not going to lie, it was scary. 

It was obviously President Snow's office. There must have been something  important going on. What was happening today? What even day was it? Oh, well. 

I tapped my necklace. It was President Coin's idea to have a way of communication without talking. Within minutes, some backup came. Just one person actually. 

"Hey." I jumped then quickly went back to stealth. We both hid behind the cart. It was safe, and no one looked twice. The person was one of my co-workers, Jason, if you could call it that. More like another person I walked how many miles with in silence. I was convinced they were all mute. Guess not. He smirked and motioned for me to follow him. I did, staying to the shadows, trying not to get spotted. We went the direct opposite way of his office. I figured he knew what he was doing, though. Why I trusted him, I don't know. 

"Where-"

"shhhhhhh." He put his hand on my lips. 

He brought me to the room beside his office.

"Great idea!" 

I smiled to him and went to the wall in between, ear pressed hard against the wall. I listened as hard as I could.

"And the ...... they could..... please, Mr. ....." It faded. I couldn't hear well enough to make out an actual conversation. These walls weren't cement thick, either, but they weren't exactly paper thin. I took my gun out of my pocket and aimed it directly to the wall, from where the noise was coming. Or approximately. 

The gun was snatched away. It was Jason. I spun around and reached for it. We were so close. I jumped for the gun, missing. Why did guys have to be tall anyway? 

"You won't be needing that." He smiled and held my hands up against the wall, together and kissed me roughly.