Chapter 20

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**Important authors note at the end of the chapter, please read it! BTW, this chapter is not edited so if there is any mistakes, I am sorry. Thank you!!**

My slumber was interrupted by someone shouting at me to get up. I felt like this hasn't happened in awhile. Donald was trying to get me up, rambling on about a schedule. Seriously, I could care less, but today was the start of the Victory Tour. Great. I let out a big sigh and got out of my comfy bed. I shuffled over to my shower and washed everything off. It felt good to be clean.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, my stylists entered the room and rushed over to me and began to do everything they could to make me pretty. I didn't have a say in what they weredoing, so I just let them work their magic and soon they were done with everything and I looked in the mirror. I felt that feeling again. That I was pretty. I smiled to myself and let them dress me. I felt like a little kid with them having to dress me, but I didn't care. I let them do whatever they wanted to me, as long as they didn't dye my hair orange or something.

I let out a big sigh and stood up, stretching my limbs to wake myself up more. I had been sitting down quite a while and I hadn't stretched once I had gotten up, so this felt nice. I was quite scared of the events that were going to take place today. I hope nothing bad happens. I /was/ seeing the families of the children I killed, what could go wrong? Notice how much sarcasm that has in it.

I was just hoping I could get through the Victory Tour without any problems, but we all know that's not going to happen right? Whatever. I just really wanted the Victory Tour to be over so I could go back to my normal life with Jack. I really didn't want him to start working at the mines. I was going to miss him dearly and I don't think I could ever live with myself if he was going to die.

"Be ready in ten minutes," Donald had informed me, peeking in the door slightly. I nodded and he took that as a dismissal.

I really hope this goes well...

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I was currently on the train again, leading to District 1. It started from 1 and went up all the way to I have no idea, but once we got to District 14, we would have a celebration. I was most excited for that, as would everyone else.

Katniss and Peeta were on the train with me. They were my mentors after all. They would always have to go with the victors to the Victory Tour. I bet they hated seeing all the kids get killed all over again. The Capitol was so sick. I couldn't take it sometimes. I just wanted Jack to be on this train with me. He would make things so much easier for me. I hated being all alone on this. It made me feel weak and vulnerable, like something could jump out at me any moment and kill me, just like in the Games.

I seemed to be comparing many things to the Games lately. I just wanted to erase that from my memories and move on with my life. I hated it so much. But I knew that was never going to happen and I just had to accept that.

Soon we were at District 1 and I felt my stomach churn. I didn't want to face the families. I was terrified! God, I hope I get through this.

I had to say a speech to the families and to the District. I truly didn't want to talk to them. I just wanted to go crawl into my bed and stay there forever with the blankets covering me. I took a deep breath and spoke the speech without problem. I had been practicing the speech the whole way here and now that I was speaking it, I wasn't terrified anymore. I just let the words flow out of my mouth and everything went perfect.

It was done and I could move onto the next District. I really hope this goes well. I just wanted to be home with Jack. I felt like he could protect me from anything and I loved that about him. He was very protective over me and it felt nice to have someone protecting you from whatever they could.

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