Primrose Everdeen

Chapter 3

Mum and I talked for a while last night, she seemed a bit happier and she was back. But I don't know if I can fully forgive her.

I lie in bed thinking about the past day. The cold air whooshes over me as I get up out of bed. I find my basket of clothes and find it pinned on my reaping day outfit, they gave it back to me after she died. I unpin it and I walk back to bed. The golden mockingjay is warm. Like it's been held by Katniss this whole time. I imagine the warmth of her hand and how it's still in the pin. I hold it tight to my chest and cry, hugging my pillow. They're salty, the tears and I still feel then running down my cheek, even after an hour. I fall asleep to the sounds of myself sulking.

I sleep in today, but when I do wake up the sun beats down, radiating through my body. Mum calls my name from downstairs and I see she's already up. "Hi mum." I greet her with a hug and then sit down.

***

The next couple of weeks go bye just the way they normally do, me meeting up with Peeta to give Hazel the food and coins. Mum and I chatting, me crying over Katniss. It's now a routine. But I decide to break the habit and on Sunday I go around to Gales house.

"Hi hazel can I see Gale?"

"Sure." then she calls to Gale and he comes walking out. "Hi Prim"

"Hi Gale. Um I was wondering if you could teach me to hunt. You could bring Roary too."

"Yeah I'd love too." he assures. Gale goes back inside and brings out Roary. He's my age.

We walk to the fence and look around. Luckily I'm wearing Katniss's boots because they are comfortable and it was a long walk. I'm wearing a pair if old shorts and one of Katniss's old tee shirts. I am eager to begin