A Never Ending Story ~Everlark~

Abusive Mother

Katniss' POV~

He looks at me and smiles and sits next to me. I haven't seen him since 6 years ago. He has changed...in a good way of course. He looks very muscular, and fit. Probably from working at the bakery.

Once everyone arrives in the classroom, our teacher Miss Roth comes into the room. She has a black dress suit on with a lavender purple shirt underneath with some makeup on and her hair down in curls.

"Hello class, on the board I listed everything that we are doing in this class. Please get a pencil and paper out to write everything down and I will explain everything after. Okay?" She asks cheery. Everyone says okay and begins writing. I take out a piece of paper and pencil out and begin writing. After a few seconds I feel a light tap on my shoulder.

Peeta.

"Hi, I was wondering if I could borrow a pencil. I forgot mine." He asks nicely. I nod slowly looking into his deep blue sea eyes. I get a pencil from my bag and hand it to him.
"Thank you Katniss." He says and begins writing.

After English I move onto math. I feel as if someone is following me so I turn around and I see Peeta walking behind me. He was staring at me but when I catch him he immediately darts his eyes to the side and blushes. Weird. I walk into math and he follows behind me. Ugh seriously we have two classes already?! We notice we are late and say sorry there are two open seats and I sit in one and Peeta sits in one in front of me. This one isn't his fault we are forced to sit here. But what happened in English...I really don't know.

(Skipping to the end of school)

Ugh! I'm going to break every pencil I own! Peeta and I have 6 classes together. It's not that I don't like him, I really don't know what I feel. When I'm near him I'm a bit warm and fuzzy. I don't even know this person and I like him a little. This doesn't sound like me. I begin walking home when Peeta walk up to me.

"Uh hey Katniss I have a question," he asks
"Okay shoot away." I say not stuttering thankfully.
"Wanna come to the bakery? It's okay if you don't want to. There is a new cake we have and we need an opinion and I was wondering if you wanted to try it."
I smile. I freaking love cake!
"Yeah! Is love to! Plus I really like cake" I say giggling. What?! Me. Katniss Everdeen, the scariest girl I school...giggling?! I'm so messed up.

"Okay." We walk in silence. Not a awkward silence or anything a very comfortable silence.

We get to the bakery and he opens the door for me. I walk in and see beautiful decorations and how nice the bakery was inside. On he counter by the cash register, there are racks of cupcakes and delicious cookies and pastries. The building looks old on the outside but pretty fancy in the inside. It's almost breath taking. I know I'm overreacting a bit, it's just that since we live in 12...we never really see anything like this. Unless your a victor and at the moment there is only on alive victor. Haymitch. Always drunk, and always smelling like alcohol. Good thing I don't know him.

"You can sit down if you want. I'll bring the cake out. And also just so you know we are paying you." He says and starts moving away.
"You don't have I pay me." I say. I'm very stubborn if you can't tell.
"Well, we are. I'm just being nice. So take the deal." He says with a laugh and a smile. His smile can make a day brighter. Whoa...did I just say that??
"O-okay.." I say and sit down. I would of still protested but I didn't want to speak any longer than I had to.

I wait a few minutes, and a woman, who is a bit shorter than me and looks around the age of 50 comes up to me. No smile. Nothing.

"Oh....so your the taste tester?" She says a bit harshly. Maybe just a bad day?
"Uh...yeah, I am. Thank you by the way. Your bakery looks amazing." I say nicely hoping for her to be nice. She stay silent.
"Oh thank you..." She looks shocked at this, like she never received a compliment before.
"Your welcome miss." I say. She actually smiles. Wow. Sometimes I can be actually pretty nice. Peeta comes out from the back and places a red velvet cake on the table in front of me. T looks delicious! It has vanilla frosting and topped with what u believe is crushed up pieces of red velvet cake. I unwrap the wrapper and take a bite. A bunch of flavor rushes into my mouth. This is amazing!

"Whoa...this cupcake is amazing! Who made it?" I ask eagerly.
"I-I did." Peeta says. His mom gives him a look, then looks at me. She unexpectedly hugs him. Uh...

"Uh..." Peeta says basically reading my mind.
"I'm actually proud of you for once so be happy." She says harshly but yet smiling. What? Wait a second. I have seen her before...she's the person who smacked Peeta for burning bread.

After a while she leave the room.

"What? When I say you when we were 11 she hit you? Why?"

"She abuses me.." He blurts out.

Oh my god...