One in a billion

Field trip

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Btw I'm making this story Katniss's POV only

Field trip ~

I groggily step out of my car and slam the door, I stare down at my phone scrolling through my Instagram feed looking at everyone's selfies and posts about their amazing vacations or YouTube videos.
A white sports car speeds in the spot next to my black mustang and I don't even flinch.
They honk the horn and I look up and look at them with the most ignorant face I could ever make and roll my eyes, as the get out of their car.
I sling my backpack over my shoulder and start walking away, my sandals make no sound as I saunter away into the school.
Meeting up with the gang by my locker is now a norm for me I hug Glimmer for what seems like forever until the bell ring and awakens me from my daze, we intertwine arms and walk to our first class.
We sit down and immediately my so called mother gives me a dirty look "Katniss go change now" she growles, I give her a questioning look and cross my arms looking up at the ceiling shifting my weight onto one leg and tap my chin repeatedly.
"Hmm, well Mrs.Snow I see nothing wrong with my outfit today. My tits and ass are covered, so" I raise my eyebrows and frown, I put my phone in my pocket and start walking to my seat beside Glimmer  as the class is hollering and yelling things like " Bruh " or "Slay queen" and other random slangs.
"SHUT UP YOU DUMB UNGRATEFUL CHILDREN" the lame excuse of a teacher screams making the class so silent you could hear the class across the hall breathe.
She hands out yellow clusters of paper to each and every student "Ok Brats, somehow the whole junior grade including you asshats are going on an overnight field trip to a camp site to ,learn things like teamwork and hunting." She bellows over the class
"Mrs.snow?" I politely raise my hand and look at my mother locking eyes with her as she passes out the yellow fourms to each student,
"Yes Katniss ?" She replied "I don't thinks it's very well what should I say, appropriate to call you students asshats." I sigh "is it Mrs.snow?" I lean back into my chair waiting for the beotch to reply to my answer, she seems to ignore my question but damn was I wrong.
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As I sit in the office in front of Mr.Snow, possibly the worst human being ever I swear he would scare Godzilla if the monster even glanced his way.
I'm not going to lie I might act all tough infront of everyone back talk to teachers and other kids but with someone who I know is capable of terrible things I decide to act as if nothing happened but I can't not this time.
"So you were back talking to Mrs.Snow and verbally harassed her multiple times this week, Ms.Everdeen?" He blankly states as if it was the most logical and honest thing in the entire world.
"No. She called the class asshats, dumb ungrateful children, and other things I don't think would be to appropriate for school." I sigh the anxiety building faster than I can rebuild the tall brick wall that's crumbling to pieces every second, i look down at my lap bouncing my leg viciously.
"Now Ms.Everdeen I will not tolerate that language in my school" he bellows slamming his fist on the mahogany desk,
"Ok so why can Mrs.Snow call all of us students those words then Mr.Snow " I stutter,
his face reddens at my comment but really my face stays dead still and pale, locked on my legs.
He shifts in his chair as an uncomfortable silence falls in the room.
"You do have a point, but-" I cut him short "But what Mr. Snow, it's ok, why because she's your wife ? She's verbally harassing her students and I don't care that she's my mother because that woman is a pathetic and I -" I looks up frightened at him as he reaches across the table and grabs me by the collar of my jumper, my breath hitches in my throat and my eyes stare into his reminds me of a snakes eyes, threatening.
"If you ever say anything like that again you little bastard, god bless you don't end up like your father you ungrateful ass"
I close my eyes  then open them as his hand slaps across my face and I swear it felt like a hot pan covered in oil.
He unravels his hand from my jumper and shoves me out the door of his office into the empty hallway.
I grab my phone out of my pocket and look at myself on the camera, there is a hand print on my face swelling up bright red and faint purple. I jog to my locker fumbling with the lock ,
I need makeup , and I need it asap I can't have anyone know he hit me.
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I touch up my makeup once more before walking into last period, if anyone finds out It won't just a slap to the face.
And oh will it'll be a living hell, what if Prim finds out she'll start having panic attacks and I can't have her doing that again.
Not when I regularly have anxiety attacks throughout the month.

As I sit down at the window a cool breeze blows over my face relaxing my nerves.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Peeta sit down behind me with a shit eating grin plastered onto his face, as the teacher walks in the cold classroom she shivers rubbing her arms as if it'll warm her up . She starts talking nonsense about dead white men aka history
Zoning out the teachers useless history lesson.
I feel something slide down the back of my jumper itching my skin, I reach behind my head to grab what feels to be paper as I quickly hide it under my desk.
Unraveling the folded lined paper, I glance up at the teacher who is reading out of a textbook, as you can guess more white dead men who it seems can be brought back to life if we talk about them.
I see ink scribbled everywhere messily, oh god help me I hate messy writing I swear I'm such an extreme perfectionist.
I look back at Peeta who is innocently drawing in a sketch book with a dull pencil, quickly turning back around I try to read the note.
I frown at the note and once again turn around looking back into a pair of ocean blue eyes and just stare at him.
The bell rings throughout the school everyone starts scrambles to collect their papers and shove them into their bags and rush out of class. Sighing I gather all my sheets, as I stand up Peeta gently grabs my arm and turns me around "You're telling what's wrong weather you like it or not , Katniss" he whispers his eyes look sad and droopy, "Okay fine, but I have to drop prim off at her dance class then I'll meet you-" he interrupts me, and oh my gosh if someone interrupts me again I'm going to kill them.
"At my cabin" he looks down at me, and gives me a reassuring squeeze and smiles.
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I see Peeta pull into my driveway as I get out of my car, I wave and jog over to the passenger door and hop in. "Go grab a swim suit" "W-Wait what?" I stutter "just go get one please Katniss" "Okay then I'll get a bathing suit?" This is really weird.

Once we get to the cabin it's about 3:30, sighing I groggily step out of the car and walk up the path beside him.
"So why do I need a bathing suit?" I ask "We're going in the hot tub" he plainly says. This is really weird, first he asks me to come out here but then go in a hot tub with him, he opens the door and as soon as I walk in the smell of cedar wood hits me. I've always loved the smell of cedar wood it's calming, and reminds me of my dad.
As I shut the door I kick off my shoes and drop my bag, "Uh, I'm going to the washroom" I say "Ok don't be to long though because I need to go to" he half shouts across the tiny cabin.
I finish washing my hands and check my face in the mirror, shoot. I forgot my makeup, oh my gosh I'm dead he will go crazy and- he knocks on the door "Hey are you almost done in there Katniss ?" "Y-yea I I I'm just drying my hands one second" I whisper I step over to the door, "Thanks" he smiles, "Yeah uh you're welcome" I mumble as he chuckles.
I go and sit on the couch and turn on the tv looking for something to watch, the tv screen is a static mess of black and white dots as I flip through the channels impaintiently.
I turn it off and set the remote in the coffee table in front of me, Peeta walks out of the washroom and slumps next to me on the couch. "Why so glum chum" he asks turning to face me "I'm fine"
"Well then go get your bathing suit on and let's go swimming"
"Where are we going swimming were in the middle of nowhere Peeta" I reply but really we are in the middle of nowhere, are we going to swim in the bath or hot tub "Just go do it miss stubborn pants, I'll be changing up in the loft so don't look up" he winks, "Oh my god" rolling my eyes and grab my bag and walk over to the washroom once again.