The Hunger Games: Peeta's POV

Chapter Two

Hey guys!!! So here's chapter two!!! Sorry it's short!!! Hope you enjoy and please feel free to leave some feedback!!!! 💜
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Peeta's POV-
Effie escorts us to the train and I decide this would be the time to start some conversation. I shift in my chair and turn to Katniss. "Have you ever met him?" I ask. She ignores me. "Haymitch." She still ignores me, she doesn't even glance my direction. "You know Katniss he is our mentor. He did win this thing once." I bite my lip.
Peeta, stop! Your just embarrassing yourself!
Before I can do anything to stop myself I say, "Look, Katniss, if you don't want to talk I understand, but I don't think there's anything wrong with getting a little bit of help." She immediately turns my way with an expression I can't read. I stare back into her Seam gray eyes.
Does she remember? I ask myself. No! It was such a long time ago. There's no way. It was such a small thing.

In comes Haymitch, with a drink of wine in his hand. He wears shaggy cloths and his blonde hair is messy and filthy. He's bear foot and it looks like he hasn't trimmed his nails in weeks! He reeks of the bitter smell of alcohol.

He finally turns our direction. "Congratulations." He says in a drunk voice. He slowly walks over to the ice container. He opens the lid and slams it shut shortly after. He turns our direction. His expression is filled with anger and annoyance. "Where's the ice?" I stiffen my posture. "I don't-I don't know." He sighs in frustration. He then sits down to enjoy his iceless drink.

I clear my throat. "Oaky, so when do we start?" He throws his hands up. "Woah, woah, woah! So eager! Most of you arn't in such a.......hurry." "Yeah, your our mentor." "Mentor?" "Yeah your supposed to tell us how to get sponsors and give us advice!" I say frustration rising in my voice. "I don't, mentor." "So why are you here then?" Katniss asks. "Hm...refreshments."

I stand up and say, "Oaky I think that enough of that-" I'm cut off my Haymitch's foot crashing into my chest. His foot is sweaty. "You made me spill my drink.....brand new pants." I just glare at him. He finally releases me from his foot. "I think I'll go finish in my room." He gets up and grabs a croissant and with that he walks out.

Anger takes me over. I need to knock some sense into Haymitch. "I'm gonna go find him." I say getting up and starting to walk. "It's no use!" She talked to me! Katniss Everdeen talked to me! I conceal my feelings. "He's gonna come around." I walk out to go find Haymitch.

She talked to me! She actually talked to me!