1 month later
KATNISS POV
Peeta and I are taking Rye for his checkup. We get into the car and as we're leaving, the paparazzi surround us. Peeta honks the horn to tell them to move, but they don't. The flash from their cameras is blinding.
"Just go. They'll learn the hard way not to stand in front of our car," I say.
"I'm not going to run them over, Katniss," Peeta replies.
"Well, we're going to be late."
We sit there for 10 minutes before Peeta finally takes my suggestion and starts driving. The paparazzi jump out of the way.
*AT THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE*
The doctor takes Rye's vitals and asks us some questions.
"How is he sleeping?" she asks.
"He sleeps well through the night. He only wakes up about once every other day," Peeta replies. I nod.
"And how is he eating?"
"Good. I feed him about 6 to 8 times a day," I say.
"And how much does he drink per feeding?"
I explain our feeding schedule to the doctor. When I finish, she gives her suggestions and tells us to schedule an appointment to finish his vaccinations.
"Okay, we'll do that on our way out," I say.
"Great, see you in a few months." The doctor walks out.
Peeta and I follow shortly after. Peeta goes up to the front desk to make an appointment for Rye's second round of vaccinations. I look around and notice people taking pictures. I feel enraged.
"Stop taking pictures and mind your business!" I snap, scaring everyone around me. They quickly put their phones away.
"His appointment is next week," Peeta says as we walk out.
"Okay," I say sharply, still upset.
"Are you okay?" Peeta asks.
"No! I don't want our kid growing up in the spotlight. Those people had no concern for our privacy. It's infuriating!" I rant.
"I agree, but what can we do? Of course people are going to want to know us. We freed them from a dictatorship."
"I know, but surrounding our car and taking pictures of our infant?" I reply.
Peeta nods sympathetically.
"Effie called the other day. I forgot to tell you," he says.
"What did she say?"
"She wants us to do an interview."
"Who would watch Rye?"
"She wants us to bring him. Show him to the country, update people on how we feel about being parents, especially since we said we weren't going to have kids for a while."
"Absolutely not. Rye isn't some show pony for everyone to gawk at. It's none of their business," I say.
"I agree, but since we said we weren't having kids soon and then you got pregnant shortly after, people have questions."
"About what? Don't they know how kids are made?" I ask sarcastically.
Peeta chuckles. "I think they want to know our thoughts on becoming parents when we weren't planning on it. 'Stupid' stuff like that."
I sigh. "Maybe."
The rest of the ride home is silent. People are camped outside our house, probably trying to catch a glimpse of Rye.
Peeta pulls into the garage. We close the door before I take Rye out of his car seat and bring him inside.
I put Rye in his playpen and walk into the kitchen.
"What do you think about the interview?" I ask Peeta.
"I don't know. I'm indifferent. If you want to do it, fine by me. If you don't, that's fine too."
I leave it at that and walk into the living room. I sit down on the couch and turn on the TV. Rye is babbling, which makes me smile.
A/N: in this story, social media *is* a thing. I also think I'm gonna add planes/jets/flying. Instead of just trains/cars as a way to get around the districts. I added cars as a means of transportation around the districts/towns.
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