Bad Boy Vs Good Girl

Chapter 1

Katniss POV

I wake up to the sound of my annoying alarm clock, I hit it with my fist to shut it up.

I groan as I roll out of my bed to begin a brand new day! hahaha noo...

Today I'm moving from my home town Panem to another place across the country called Kentucky.

We are moving away from here because of the memories, meaning my father and sister,

It was a cool night in Panem, people driving home from their daily doses of jobs, kids preparing the table for dinner. But our father was driving me and my baby sister Primrose to a restaurant our mother couldn't come because she was working late hours at the hospital. We had stopped at a red light and waited for it to turn green, when it did we drove forward at a steady pace when a car came crashing into the side of our car killing baby Primrose instantly my father was knocked unconscious but I was on the other side of the wreck, I got two broken legs, a couple broken ribs and my arm was also broken, I also had a few cuts and bruises. But my Father and now-dead Primrose had it worded then me. My father was rushed to hospital as was I, I had no idea where baby Primrose went, I was out into a gurney as was my father and he was sent into autopsy and died afterwards of a specific amount of blood loss, I was just sent for x-rays and to get stitched up.

I still remember that day like its was yesterday as I think a tear rolls down my now red cheek, I quickly wipe it away with my thumb.

I hear a soft knocking on my door ad my mother comes in following after it,
"Ready?" my mother hasn't said a single 20 words since their deaths, I wouldn't blame her, but it has been 6 years and she still is sulking around, most days when she is at home she sits in her rocking chair staring into absolute nothingness, I told her to go see a therapist but that got me a slap and sent to my room, I was only 13 then but now I am 16 and ready to move on.

"Yes mother, I will just shower and all that is that alright?"

"Yea," she sighs as she leaves my room for privacy,

I grab a towel from the closet in the hall, and walk into the bathroom and turn the temperature on the water just the way I like it.

I strip and step into the shower and immediately feel like the shower has enveloped me with its warm watery embrace.

I scrub myself clean of my filth from hunting last night, and wash my greasy hair removing everything yucky and dirty from its premises.

I step out of the shower dry myself clean and wrap the towel around my body and walk into my closest and search for some decent clothes that haven't been packed yet.

I finally set on a ACDC t-shirt and some skinny black jeans and my red converse, I curl my hair and chuck on my bucket hat, I feel my hair is boring so I grab my hair chalk and colour it all blonde then make it look like I dip dyed blue that turns to purple into pink.

I grab most of my clothes from my closet into my arms and chuck them on my bed and grab my suitcase from underneath my bed and chuck all those clothes in there.

I grab a box from the attic that I label with a felt tip marker 'Photos & Stuff' I pick up my picture of me and my dad when we went fishing at our lake, I caught a small fish and he caught a big one but he laughed and swapped rods, so mother took the photo to make it look I caught the bigger on. That day we wouldn't stop smiling even during the darkest moments like when we had to go home.

I grab another two boxes from the attic and label one 'Books' and the other 'drawing stuff' I put all of my books into the books box and all my drawing stuff in the drawing box.

I stack the boxes on top of my suitcase I put my earbuds in and turn on my music and wait until mum comes up the stairs to collect me,

"Grab your stuff and put it in the car we are leaving shortly!" she yells from downstairs, hmph, I take it she isn't coming to get me.

Let the work out begin.

I grab one box and jog down the stairs, put it in the car then sprint up the stairs and repeat until my room is bear apart from the big things, by the end of my little workout I'm huffing and puffing.

"Time to go!"

I run up to my room and just look around until mum starts to get angry and yells
"Katinss! Get your butt down here! it's time to leave!"

I race downstairs grab my phone, wallet and iPod off of the table and race to the car where mum is waiting umpatiently, I sit in the seat and put my earbuds in and close my eyes as I feel mum pull out of the driveway.

Kentucky Here We Come.

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