Mockingjay High: An Everlark Story

Chapter Five: The Teams

CHAPTER FIVE

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••Peeta's POV••

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BEEP. BEEP.

I turn over, shut off my alarm clock, and get out of bed. I put on my Miami Heat jersey with a red shirt underneath, because the bruises from my Mother's rolling pin are still there. I put on a pair of black and red basketball shorts and my red and orange mid-calves. I slip on my custom white, orange, and red Zoom Hyperfuses and grab my Miami Heat snapback, put it on backwards, and leave my room. I grab my backpack and one of my Dad's muffins as I head out the door to my car.

I glance in the side mirrors and notice that a black eye formed overnight from last night's spoon beating. I'll just tell the others i got into a fight with one of my brothers. I have other things to worry about than making up some story about my eye. I'm worried that Katniss will get picked for the Hunger Games.

When I arrive at school I park next to Katniss and catch up to her right as she is about to leave for homeroom.

"Katniss, wait a sec." I say

"Okay" Katniss says as she turns her head so I can look into her beautiful gray eyes. "Oh my God! Peeta what happened to your eye!?"

"I got into a fight with my brother Zeke." I reply. "But that's not important. I just wanted to say-" I don't get to far because Katniss cuts me off.

"Yes it is Peeta! You're hurt!" She says while using her thumb to lightly stroke the bruise around my eye.

"Katniss, it doesn't hurt. I'm fine." I say while gently removing her hand from my face. "Anyway, I just wanted to say that I hope you don't get picked for the, you know, the Hunger Games."

"Uhhh....Thanks..." Katniss replies as she turns around and walks down the hall.

Ughh what a stupid thing for me to say. A very stupid thing to say.

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••Katniss's POV••

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When I get into homeroom I try to decipher what Peeta said. It sounded like he cares about me. Well, of course he does. We've been best friends since we were five years old. It's probably nothing. I mean why would he like a girl like me when he could have any girl in the school? My thoughts get interrupted when Peeta sits down next to me and the announcements start.

"Good morning students. Now is the time to announce the teams for next week's games." Principal Snow says.

NEXT WEEK?! NEXT WEEK!! School just started yesterday and he's hosting the games next week?

"Team number one is Glimmer Smith and Marvel Harris." Snow continues.

Oh no. Not Glimmer and Marvel. Not both of them. This is bad.

"Team number two is Clove Calvin and Cato Larek." Snow says.

Oh god. This is Double bad not the four of them.

"Team number three is Sarah Nuether and Jake Romanoski and team number four is Finnick Odair and Annie Cresta."

God this keeps getting better and better (please note the sarcasm). Prinicpal Snow really knows how to ruin peoples lives.

"Team number five is Lucy Poleman and Luther Bessette, team number six is Emily Hilton and Michael Luck, and team number seven is Johanna Mason and Andrew Lacroix." Snow continues on

Oh shit. This is really bad. Why is this happening!?

"Team number eight is Renae Sarmento and Evan Murphy, team nine is Olivia Farrell and Joe Goddard, team ten is Samantha Keough and Cole Cotter, and team eleven is Casey Phillips and Thresh Cabral. Finally, last but not least is...." Snow says

I cross my fingers. "Please not Peeta or me, please not Peeta or me." I mutter under my breath.

"....Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark." Principal Snow finishes.

Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. Those words will haunt me until the day I die.

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