Felicia Feathersfowl's (previous escort, previously acting Gretchen Tittle, previously went by false name Victoria Venue) P.O.V:
They caught me. I can't believe it, I thought I would succeed in getting back to the Capitol and going by a false name and living a Capitol life again. But no, the moment I walked into a clothing store to get something that would blend in, and told them the false name I had come up with, they reported me. So now I'm back in the dungeons of President Snow's mansion, waiting for him to order my execution. How did I ever get myself in so much trouble just from disliking the Hunger Games? Well, I suppose that they are everything.
I wish I hadn't been an escort in the first place.
A/N: Sorry this is short, but I thought you might want to know what's happened to Felicia.
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THE 150th HUNGER GAMES
FanfictionThe story of 192 tributes in nine different Games, the special twist for this 150th year of the Hunger Games, the experiences they will have, and the two rebels that could change everything. ~do both of us a favor and don't copy #Bowlicia~
