Hijacked - The Hunger Games

Chapter 26|Wedding Planning

I week later

I still can't get the image out of my head. Prim, she's gone. She's never coming back. I promised myself to not lose hope, but here I am. And here she is.

She wants me dead. My sweet little sister wants me dead on her authority. And if that's not the worst thing in the world, I don't know what is.

Today, Peeta, Effie and I are planning the wedding. I'm still overwhelmed about the whole baby thing. And Prim. I really don't know if I want to do this or not.

Tick, tock. I stare at the clock as I wait for Peeta to awaken. The clock that hangs from the wall, reminding me of so many nightmares. Peeta dying. Poisonous fog. Monkey mutts. Jabberjays.

I feel a sudden movement and look at Peeta. His eyes start to flutter open. I press my lips to his, waking him up fully. After a moment, he kisses me back and smirks.

I pull away. "What?"
"I want to wake up like this every morning," he says, and I kiss him again.

After a few minutes of nonstop kissing, we decide we better meet up with Effie before they get suspicious.

Every day, more people move here from district thirteen. That's how Effie got here. I've been seeing old friends that I haven't been able to catch up with every day.

I take a quick shower, and throw on a sweater and some jeans. I decide to let Peeta braid my hair. He lives to do it, and his hands are much more careful and precise than mine.

Once we are finished getting ready, we head down to the lounging area. Why, someone may ask, are we letting Effie help plan our wedding?

I honestly have no idea.

I look around, searching for Effie. I'm used to seeing her bright Capitol colors, but today, she is wearing normal clothes. Her beautiful blonde hair is down in its natural waves, and she doesn't have a touch of makeup on. I almost didn't recognize her.

Effie squeals when she sees us. She hops up from her chair, and gives us both a hug.

"I always knew my two victors would find love! I am truly happy for you both!"
I hug her once again. "You look amazing, Effie! I believe I like this better than your usual attire," I tell her, but I doubt she believes me.

"What are we waiting for? We have a wedding to plan!"

We sit at a table as Effie starts to pull out all these papers. Wow, she really did look into this thing.

"Okay, what colors were you thinking of?" She asks.

I look at Peeta, and he looks into my eyes, knowing the answer. "Dark green and Orange. But not just any orange. More like a sunset sort of orange." He says. I smile at him. He is always bringing back good memories. Effie writes it down on a piece of paper.

"Alright. Where would you like to have it?"

"In the meadow of district twelve." I say. "Or any meadow. It doesn't matter."

"Oh ,dear, I heard they have some beautiful meadows up just a bit north of here. They say they're covered in dandelions."

I look at Peeta once more. He doesn't understand how much the dandelion, the small little weed, means to me. How he is my dandelion.

"That'll be perfect." I say, smiling. Not at Peeta, not at Effie, but at the way life is. Actually smiling.

"And who do you want the two bridesmaids and the maid of honor to be, Katniss? Who do you want to walk you down the aisle? And the groomsmen and best man, Peeta?"

I think. If Prim is better, she will definitely be my maid of honor. I guess Effie, my mother, and Johanna. "I would like you and my mother, as my bridesmaids. And if Prim is better by then, I want her as my maid of honor." I say. Effie nods and writes it down.

"I want Gale, and Beetee as my groomsmen, and Finnick as my best man." He says. I'm guessing it would be Gale and Finnick, then Haymitch as the Best man, but he's already walking me down the aisle.

"Katniss, I have a dress waiting for you in my compartment. And it's very special. Peeta, you cannot come. It is tradition that the groom does not see the wedding dress."

She already has a wedding dress for me?

She takes my hand and leads me up to her room.

She opens the closet doors, and I almost faint.

Because hanging there is a very familiar dress. I thought it burned up, but he must have made another one.

I see the beautiful pearls on it. And the bottom that poofs out. It's absolutely beautiful.

And I start crying. Because this was my wedding dress before the announcement of the quarter quell.

Because this is Cinna's work.

Thanks for reading!!! Btw I took the picture up at the top myself when I visited the hunger games exhibition! It's the real dress!! Just thought I'd put that in there.

Please read Midday_Hanging_Tree 's story, 'I do, I need you'. It's really good!!!!

Bye, and happy New Years!! (It's not actually New Years yet)