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Hello, this is going to be my last chapter for at least four days before I am able to update again. I am sorry. I am soooooo excited though because I am going to Montana for two weeks! The four days will be the amount of time it takes to get there while driving. Thank you for understanding (hopefully), I will write out chapters on the way there and update as soon as possible.
Prim POV
I heard a sickening crunch as my knuckles met a nose belonging to a certain Peeta Mellark. "OW!!" He screamed clutching his nose. A dark red trail of blood had already begun it's slow decent down his face. "Eep!" Was all I could squeek out, terror written all over fair features What will he do to me? "Whath wah that forth?!" He asked. "Are you kidding me?! Your in my room!" Came my incredulous reply. "Dot your woom," he said. I threw my hands in the air in exasperation. "Come on, you need a doctor." I couldn't keep the iciness from seeping into my curt response. What? He wants to kill me! Some indecipherable emotion shone in his eyes as he stood up and started walking out the door. "Here," I said, "lean yo head back and pinch your nose." He grudgingly did as I told him and we wandered down the hall in search of some medical help.
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