A Twist in Our Game (Hunger Games High)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

"Wait... Peeta... And... And you? And... And, Katniss! You can finally be together! He's like... Loved you since you guys were little. You have to ask him out!" She exclaims excitedly.

"Prim, he asked me-"

"Ah! Yes!" She squeals and squeezes me.

"Prim calm down. I don't want mom to know about this, you know how she feels about... Dating."

Our mom says boys were distracting at our time in life. With school and chores there was no time and it was unnecessary because it wouldn't mean anything in a few years and high schoolers only date to mess around or turn it into a popularity contest.

I disagree.

"It's our little secret," Prim genuinely promises and smiles at me. "I'm so happy for you Katniss,"

"What about you? Beautiful, grown up, first crush."

"Yeah... I don't know. Cato's... Cato, he might be too much to handle."

"He's too much for anyone to handle," I say jokingly and she laughs. "But... If you really wanted to be with him, and if the opportunity came, while I'd be skeptical I wouldn't... Disapprove."

"Yeah?" She asks.

I nod, "Well sure, Prim. I want you to be happy, Cato is something else but he's a good guy. I know he wouldn't hurt someone with a sister as crazy as me."

She laughs, "Yeah, I guess so. Could we drive with him tomorrow?"

"Let me see if Peeta can drive us since he offered first,"

I pick up my phone and see he texted.

Dads picking up some stuff for the shop. Can't drive you tomorrow, sorry. Goodnight beautiful!

I smile and reply; Okay, thanks for the heads up. See you tomorrow 'cupcake'

Oh god, not this again. He replies.

I laugh, That nick name never gets old.

Yeah yeah. Night Bow.

I smile, Night Bread Boy.

I text Cato after and he says he'll be over a little earlier than this morning since we were running late before.

"Alright sis, I got us a ride with your crush." I tell her.

"Okay," she says.

"We need a code name for him," I realize. "So we can talk about him anytime anywhere."

"Well, we were doing history stuff and it was the day Cato was visiting the school, the teacher said his name is Roman just like the people we were studying. We could call him Rome,"

"Sounds good. Didn't Romans get killed a lot?" I clarify.

"Yeah, but it works,"

"True. Although something tells me Cato would be offended if he knew he was nicknamed as a country that was killed off in different situations."

Prim giggles, "oh well,"

I smile at her and kiss her forehead, "get some sleep,"

"Okay. Night Katniss," she says.

"Night Prim."

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When we wake up this morning, we seem to get ready faster. Prim had her hair braided fast and even had extra time to style mine a little. Its good practice for her and her braids always look good, they're better than my usual messy and careless one.