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I wake up without anybody waking me. We don't have training today, so we don't have to be rushed. All we're doing is working on what we're doing for interviews in the morning, then our interviews are later tonight.

Today is my last day in the capitol.

I get up and put on a pair of black leggings and a floral tank top and a pair of blue flip flops. I decide to leave my long, loose curls down today. I quickly grab my necklace and put it around my neck. Even though I don't like my father, it's special to me.

I walk out into the dining room, where Chrysanthemum is already waiting.

"Good, I was going to come back if you didn't come out soon. Will you go get Grayson up for me?" Chrysanthemum asks.

"Sure," I say and walk back down the hallway. I open his door and find him still sleeping, his shaggy brown hair a mess. I think for a minute how I should wake him up.

I smile at the genius idea that just came to my head.

I run over to his bed and jump on it, making the bed bounce. He jolts awake and looks at me sitting on his bed, laughing my head off.

"What was that for," he asks.

"Chrysanthemum told me to get you up," I say when I finish laughing.

"I'm gonna get back at you for that," Grayson says. He stands up on the bed then drops onto it, causing me to bounce off.

"Hey!!" I yell and jump back at him and push him off of the bed.

"Oh, you're gonna get it!!" Grayson yells and runs at me. I squeal and run out the door. I run into the living room and jump over the couch. We run through the dining room, where Chrysanthemum is sitting. She almost jumps from her chair when she hears us come in and us laughing.

"Slow down!!" Chrysanthemum yells.

We don't listen and keep running anyways. We run back into the living room and almost run into Grace, who is walking towards the chair. Grayson finally catches me and pushes me onto the couch. He starts tickling me and I lose it. I laugh so hard that it hurts.

Eventually he stops, but I keep laughing and hold my stomach.

"Do you realize I stopped tickling you?" Grayson says.

"Yeah," I say and trail off from laughing. I look over to see Grace laughing at us.

"You two are hilarious," Grace says.

I stand up and brush myself off.

"Yeah," I say and walk into the dining room.

"What was that all about?" Chrysanthemum asks sternly.

"They were just having a bit of fun, calm down," Grace says and sits down across from me.

Grayson comes in a few minutes later dressed in actual clothes instead of his pajamas.

"So, we only have a few hours before you have to get ready for your interviews, so Ariabella, you're with me, Grayson, your with Grace," Chrysanthemum says.

I nod and look at Grayson nevously. We both just realized that was our last bit of fun before the games.

We finish eating then I go with Chrysanthemum to my room. She walks to my closet and takes out high heels.

"So, since you're a dancer, you should be used to high shoes and dresses. This should go fast," Chrysanthemum says.

I slip on the heels and walk around my room in them.

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