Jane’s POV
“So what do I have to do?” I ask
“Your victory tour is coming up, soon, until it’s over, you need to act like you love the capitol.” My stomach turns, how can I do that? They killed my brother.
“I can do that.” It’ll be hard, but I have to.
“And we have a plan.”
“What kind of a plan?”
“We need you in district 13, as soon as possible.” I nod, but how am I going to get there? “Right after the victory tour, we’re going to fake your death”
“Fake my death?!” this all seems very elaborate.
“Yes, don’t worry about that, we have people in the capitol willing to help. So we fake your death, you come live in district 13, and then, we start a rebellion.”
“Wait, wait, what about my parents?”
“They’ll be taken care of, don’t worry. We’ve planned every little detail.”
“We?”
“Everyone in 13, you’ll meet them soon.” We’re approaching someone selling glass bottles full of clear liquid.
“Hello Haymitch.” She says “what have you got for me today?” he pulls a small bag of brown powder out of his pocket. “Sugar huh?” he nods, and the woman gives him two bottles.
“That’s it? Come on, you can make your tesserae bread taste like bakery bread with that!” the woman crosses her arms
“Fine, 3.” She gives him another bottle.
“4”
“3 and a half, final offer.”
“deal.” The woman takes a full bottle, and empties half into another bottle.
“I know you’ll be back tomorrow, I want 2 loaves of bakery bread, remember that!” he nods and walks away, opening the half empty bottle and bringing it to his lips.
“I don’t know why I always have to bargain with her like that, I’m her best customer.” He takes a big swig. “Want any?” he says, offering the bottle to me.
I hesitantly grab it from him, and take a small sip. My face contorts, and I realize I’ll have to swallow it to get it out of my mouth. With great difficulty, I swallow and make a face.
“Not my thing” I say, offering the bottle back to haymitch
“Try some more, tastes awful, but it takes all your problems away.”
“No, really, I don’t want it.” I shove the bottle towards him but he isn’t taking it. “fine.” I take a bigger sip and swallow it immediately.
A little while later I’ve finished what was in the bottle, and it doesn’t make me feel any better, or worse. Just sort of dizzy and stupid. I decide to smash the bottle on the floor and go to bed.
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A/N: I WAS SUPPOSED TO UPLOAD THIS LIKE 3 WEEKS AGO I'VE HAD IT SAVED AS A DRAFT THIS ENTIRE TIM E I WHISH YOU COULD QUEUE THINGS IN SORRRY.
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