The Future Mockingjay🕊️

Chapter Fifteen

▫️Willow ▫️

I sit slowly, in fear of dirtying the beautiful dress, and search for Mark. Instead, I see Perla up first and walk to the middle of the stage with Caesar Flickerman, in a really cool dress. It showed off her back, and glows golden. The same as her eyes. Almost.

Perla's approach must have been sexy, too. Its obvious, with her golden dress. What does Mark think of her, I wonder. I am lost in my own world, when Thyme gripped my arm hard.

"He's up, Willow. Look" He says, pointing to the screen. I look up, and had trouble breathing.

He. Looked. Gorgeous.

He is wearing a suit, a silver one, making him shine. His approach is possibly something to do with charm.  I can hear the crowd already cheering, already in love with him.

"Well, well now, Mark Parsley, what an attractive suit. And, of course, no one would say no to your face" He says jokingly.

Mark laughs. "Oh, I know, I know. No one can resist me"

"So, you'll be fourteen in a few months, huh, so let's hope you'll still be here by then, right" Big laugh from the audience.

"Sure. I mean, sure I will. I've got great allies, and skills, of course." He replies, smiling.

"Now now, allies? That's new to me. It's not surprising, I'm always the last to know everything." Caesar says, putting on a hurt face.

"Oh, my mentor doesn't know about it, either. I've just done it...privately." He hesitates, as if deciding whether to tell or not.

"Oh come on, you can tell me!" Pleads Caesar.

Mark nods, still hesitant. "My mentor won't be happy about it, but I've got good reasons" He clears his throat nervously. "I chose Perla, of course, then comes Willow Mellark and Thyme Mellark from District 12."

Shock ripples through the crowd, and Caesar's mouth opens wide. "Can you tell us why you chose them?"

Mark blushes. "I...they're really good at certain things, and we're good too, so...we kind of form a team."

Caesar leans in and pretended to inspect Mark properly. "Is there anything going on between...two of your allies, including you?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I..." He starts, but stops suddenly.

"Awe, come on. Spill the beans! Who is it that has caught your eye? Although I have a pretty good guess about who it is" Caesar say, winking.

"I...caught feelings for...Willow." He replies, and bites his lip, looking down.

Thyme turns slowly towards me.

"Me? How is it..." I mumbled absently.
The screen has my face now. It shows that my cheeks are burning.

And that I'm not sure how to react.