The Hunger Games: Life after Rebellion

Chapter 3

Katniss POV:
I woke up the next day lying down next to Peeta in our luscious, king sized bed. I felt like I was just in heaven. Anyways, I check the time on the electrical clock on our dresser to find it was eight. Crap. I usually wake the kids up at six for school, and if they get one more tardy, they get suspended. CRAP. I walk out of the room and tip-toe up the stairs, careful not wake the kids. I go to James' room first, as usually. It's dark, so I feel around, walking slowly, for the bed. When I find it, James isn't in it. WHAT? I rush to Daisy's room and turn on the lights. She isn't in her bed either. Her beautiful, magenta covers with daisies on it. Empty.
I rush to my bed and wake Peeta up and tell him what is going on. We both have a worried look on our faces. We search the house. I take the kitchen, bedrooms, and bathrooms. Peeta takes the living room, front yard, and porch. We find nothing. I call all our friends, none of them said they have Daisy and James. We give up after a couple hours of searching. We lost them. Our only kids, our life. I feel like shit. It's my friggin fault. I loved them so much! More than Peeta! Ughhhh I'm such an ass hole. And then, I think of an idea. Why not call the school?
I dial the number that corresponds with the school's business card. It turns out, they were there THE WHOLE TIME.
They packed their lunch, got dressed, and got ready. Without me. Surprisingly, I'm not mad at them. I'm more like... proud of them. They did all of that, by themselves. I'm now just realizing that they are growing up. Just yesterday they were fighting, now they are getting ready by themselves.
They are amazing. I love them so much.