I look down at my plate made of beautiful China.
With fine silver forks two spoons and a knife I couldn't cut myself with if I wanted to.
In front of my plate are two glasses to fill with wine.
Maybe it's just me but surely even peeta thinks this is ridiculous. I mean really is this necessary.
I know it's for the lovely star crossed lovers from district twelve and their romantic.... blah blah blah.
Ugh.
I am so sick of the lovers act peeta and I have to perform almost everyday.
But tonight it's dinner with the president of panem.
Yay.
When peeta walks into the room with that dreaded look on his face he had earlier I immediately know this is going to be a boring night.
We need his charm and his ability to carry a conversation to keep everything interesting at the dinner table. And if he's upset.
We're screwed. So I attempt a conversation.
"Hi"
He looks startled as if he didn't expect me to speak to him at all tonight.
"Hi" he says
"Wonderful weather were having"
I say sarcastically.
He cleary isn't amused.
" what's your problem" I ask.
"I don't have a problem" he answers.
"Seems like it to me"
"I'm fine"
"Um doesn't seem like it sweetheart"
I think my comment pushes him the wrong .
He is angry.
By why?
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FanfictionKatniss sings one night on the Ceaser show and he says he wants her to be a capitol popstar, but is she ready? she has peeta and her prep team to support her. can she handle it?
