Hunger Games Modern Days

Chapter 16

7:00-Reflection/Mingling

Just like High school. Party's. I went to one once. Gale had dragged me there. Ugh, Gale. I don't even want to say his name. When He dragged me there all I did was stand by the refreshments.

As soon as I walk into Dining Hall 7 I go straight to the drinks. I look through all the tea's until I find mint tea. My dad used to drink it all the time and always gave me a couple sips.

I grab a cup of hot water an a tea bag. I go to where they have creme and sugar. I'm about to grab some when I hear a voice say, "want a sugar cube?" I look up. Finnick Odair. I believe he's in my unit.

"Sure," I quickly blurt out and try not to make eye contact. God I'm really antisocial. Finnick puts one sugar cube in my tea. "No need to get snippy with me. We are in the same unit. We are going to be spending a lot of time together. We should get to know each other. Tell each other our secrets," says Finnick with a sly gin on his face.

Then he walks in. Not Him but him. Peeta. Peeta walks straight to me. Well not me but the refreshments table. My eyes skim over his for only a second, although it feels like hours. His blue eyes feel soft and warm, they make you feel safe. WAIT...? What did I just say? Stop it Katniss. Peeta doesn't like you. He could have any girl in the world.

He stand right next to me grabbing a cup full of hot water and skimming the table full of different types of tea. He looks as if he's searching for a specific one. Then her grabs it. Mint tea. What are the odds.

As he moves in to the creme and sugar he looks at me briefly. I look away realizing I have been staring. Then he looks at Finnick. Oh ya Finnick. I look up at him. He's crunching on sugar cubes staring at me then to Peeta then to me. I realize I'm blushing. Blushing!? I look in to Peeta's eyes again. The boy who I owe my family's lives too. And I remember something I have been trying hard to forget...

How could this happen? He was supposed to come home in less then five days? It was almost December 1st. Now it's December 17th. The hospital called 6 times today asking if our mother was coming back to work. It's been weeks. Why were they still calling? I lied to them told them she found a new job. I lied. I think Prim is getting sick. She hasn't been eating enough. I've tried. I really have. But all mother does is stir there and stare at the mantel. At all our family pictures. I pass by the café. I look inside and see Peeta kneading dough with his father. I can see muffins and bagels in the oven from the window. Then I see Peeta putting bread in the oven with his father. With his father. I feels as though someone has stabbed me in the stomach. I go around to the back, looking trough there trash. I hate to do it, but it is my only hope. It's sparking clean not even a few crumbs. I feel like all hope is lost. I slump down next to a tree. Listening to the sounds around me, The wind. The rain. Yelling. Yelling? then I see Peeta come out of the café with a brown paper bag. He acts as if he's about to throw it in the trash, but instead throws it to me and quickly goes back inside. I look in the bag. Muffins and bagels. Four of each. I then make a mental note; I own this boy my life.

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Another backstory!! You can not tell me that this did not make even a little sad. It made me sad writing it. especially the whole Prim and mom thing :/

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First, shout out to @HannahVorhees. The things about her... well first, her FanFictions where one of the firsts I ever read and inspired me to write one myself. And, if she never checked out my story, and never gave me those couple shout outs; well let's just say I would probably still have about 20 reads and 3 votes.

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Lastly, @HG_Everdeen_Katniss. She was one of the first people who put right said, "I like your writing". She also asked if she could make me a cover. I always expected it to be the other way around.

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