Chapter 5

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Katniss's POV (continued)

I was sitting on the couch with mom and prim waiting for president snow to announce what was going to happen in the 75th quarter quill, prim was holding her cat, I hate that damn thing, mom was staring blankly at the screen waiting just like I was.

I must have zoned out because when I looked at my mom and sister they were crying and prim was latched onto me, sobbing so hard it broke my heart. "Why are you guys crying?!" I ask them trying to find the reason why they was so upset. "Y-you h-have to g-go back to t-the a-arena katniss!" My mom tells me, surprisingly. I'm not shocked, I sigh and gently push prim off of me and walk out the door to go to Haymitch; who was slumped over the table, as usual, with alcoholic beverages stacked around him.

As I walked in I hear him mumble something, "What did you say Haymitch?" I asked him loudly to get on his nerves, "Fuck the capital!" He almost yells at me and that enraged me, I saw a cup of alcohol, just a little in the in the bottom, I pick it up and dump the drink on his head, "Don't you yell at me Haymitch! I didn't do this!"

He looks at me and then looks down,"I'm sorry katniss, I'll help you ga-...guys," He looks up at me and smirks trying to lighten the mood, "I'm not gay Haymitch! Peeta is the gay one!" Once again he smirks at me, "so sweetheart, if you're not...then why were you staring a Johanna like you wanted to take her right there, in front of everyone?"

I blushed noticeably. was I really staring at her like that? Haymitch laughs at me," your secret is safe with me sweetheart" he says and I hit him on the back of his head. "shutup!" I tell him, I sit down and sigh," you're gonna get it on in the arena!" Haymitch laughs hard and holds his gut, I gasp and look at him in shock,"What the hell Haymitch!?" He just laughs at me again as Peeta walks in and kisses my cheek and smirks and kisses Haymitch's cheek and backs up fast," what the hell Peeta?! Why did you do that?!" He just laughs at him and puts some bread on the table and cuts me a peice and I nibble on it, my thoughts drift to Johanna, I can't kill her in the arena, I hope I can make an alliance with her and Peeta.... Haymitch smirks at me knowingly and I glare back at him.

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