You've Got Time - An Everlark Fanfiction

THREE

Katniss POV

When I wake up the next day I immediately scold myself for sleeping with the photo of me and Peeta. Just moments before I was saying I never wanted to see it again, then I was clutching it to my chest, not wanting to let it go; like a small child with her favourite toy.

I place it back in the box with my things and just as I do that we're all shouted at by that Hawthorne guard that we have to attend breakfast.

We get to the hall that everyone else calls the dining hall but to me it looks like the sweaty gym hall at your old high school. The food doesn't look much better, I didn't even know if it was food but I'm assured by Johanna that even though it looks shit, it tastes shitter but non the less it's edible.

I sit with Johanna, Cato and I'm introduced to Marvel and Clove and I soon catch the eye of Annie who I met just the day before, as I wave her over to sit with us, I see Finnick follow her like a lost puppy.

Lunch goes well, I learn to eat with pinching my nose so I don't smell the disgusting food. I exchange a few conversations with people and a few laughs.

All that is brought to a halt with Cato stands up and laughs loudly whilst opening his arms out. He runs over to the other side of the hall to embrace a person with blonde hair.

I feel my heart stop and my breathing turn to nothing, I go to get out of my seat and to run, I don't know where the hell I would run to, anywhere at this rate, but Johanna places her hand on my knee and pushes me back down.

I look over at Cato and when I look slightly to the left, I'm transported back in time by those blue eyes.

I sit with my head on the bar, the misery taking over my head when I hear a shuffling beside me. I hear the chair beside me being pulled out and someone heavily waking round it to sit. Moments later I'm greeted by blue eyes, the person has placed their head down on the bar too and is now looking at me with a happy expression, the exact opposite of what I'm feeling.

"Can I help you?" I rudely ask.

"I was just wondering why a beauty like you would be sitting alone, resting her head on a dirty bar" the blonde haired man replies.

"I feel like shit" I answer bluntly.

"Well you're not going to feel any better in this dump"

"Hey!" I hear another voice shout from the back of the bar.

"Sorry Cinna!" The man replies and as he laughs slightly his blue eyes light up.

I feel a small smile come to my lips and this seems to make his eyes lighten up even more, "Why don't I take you somewhere that'll actually make you smile?" He suggests.

"I don't even know you, you could be a rapist" I say.

"I could be, but if I was I would probably take you to the toilet and believe me I would never set foot in there" he jokes.

"Mellark!" The man from behind the bar warns.

"Sorry Cinna!" The blonde man repeats once again which makes me let out a laugh, "You've got a gorgeous laugh, just to go along with your gorgeous face"

"And how many girls have you used that on?" I question, sitting up from my layed down position.

"Oh lots"

"And when does it actually ever work?"

"You tell me" he says with a smirk, "I'm Peeta"

"I'm Katniss" I answer.

"Well Katniss, let me take you on an adventure because you look like you could use some"

"I would love some adventure" I murmur as I stand up from the bar stool. And adventure is sure what I got that night.

I'm brought back to reality by those same blue eyes staring me right in my grey ones, just a metre away from me.

"Mellark! I didn't think we'd be getting you so soon! I was just saying yesterday to Katniss here that I heard you were getting closed in on" Johanna exclaims as she stands up and pulls him in for a hug.

His laugh hasn't changed as he reacts to her comment. He turns to me and his eyes brighten a little at my facial expression which I'm pretty sure he thought would be death worthy. Instead I remain calm, taking deep breaths. No, the anger is just on the inside but I figure since this is my second day here I shouldn't cause a scene.

"Katniss" he whispers with a ghostly smile on his lips.

I open my mouth to return but instead I turn on my heal and run out the hall, abandoning my shitty food and my ex love.