Once I got to my room, I flop down on my bed, and thought about the day. Chariot rides, Finnick's nap and meltdown. I thought about who I'm going to sponsor and who might win. I thought about the dreadful day when I become the new president and what I'm going to do. As I was thinking about all these things, Finnick walked in.
"Hey Princess." He said purring. I smile. That's his nickname for me. I know what he will say next. He is going to go live with his tributes for a little while, and then after the games, come right back. And sure enough, he says exactly that and leaves.
I decide to watch the training tomorrow to see if 12 is really worth sponsoring, or she is just good in costume. One of my maids come in, and help me out of my dress. I crawl into bed, and hope for sleep to come. But it doesn't. I slowly crawl out of bed, and come out into the hallway. No guards are allowed in our sleeping quarters, and all of the maids and servants went to bed.
I creep across the hallway until I come to father's workroom. I know he is there. He is always in his workroom. I walk into the room.
Srry I haven't updated in a while guys, There was some family business I had.
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Snow's Daughter (Hunger Games Fanfic) (on hold)
FanfictionMy father has been the president for over 35 years, and I have been training to be the next regular capital resident.. What if I don't want to, what if I want to rebel against him, side by side with Katniss, to restore balance to our community? I wa...
