Not much to say this time. Haha , enjoy ! -Torii
*2 Weeks Later*
(Peeta)
I wake up feeling completely rested even though its 7:50am. Katniss is still huddled closely to me in my bare chest with my arms around her waist. She looks so peaceful and beautiful when she sleeps. I can't help but kiss her on her forehead. Her eyes flutter open and adjust to mine. She smiles a sleepy smile before leaning in to kiss me and saying in her morning voice "Good Morning". I look at her directly in her grey eyes for a while . She giggles alitte.
"What?"
"I still can't believe this beautiful women before me , is my wife , mother of my two gorgeous children , and the one I am going to grow even OLDER with." Before she can put a smile on her face she's up on her feet running to the bathroom in our room. I begin to hear her vomiting into the toilet. I rush over to her and take the hair from her hand she was holding back as I sit down beside her.
"Katniss ! Are you okay ?!"
She nods her head before wiping her mouth with a small towel.
"Yeah , its just- just my stomach acting up probably."
"How? You haven't eaten since dinner last night. And that a early dinner." She shrugs and sits there on the white tiled bathroom floor looking like a helpless child. I get up and hold out my hand to her. She grasps it and gets up. I hand her her dark purple and white toothbrush and hold my blue and white one in the other. Hhhm, somethings not right. Once we're freshened up we head downstairs to find Peete has already served his self cereal. Today was a Monday so the kids had school today.
"Where's your sister?" I say to him with a curious look as I sit beside him. My mouth was still too minty from the toothpaste so I wasn't up for anything to eat or drink.
"She's still in her room. I haven't seen her all morning"
"Let me go check if she's awake". I get up from my seat and make my way upstairs. I know she can't be asleep. If anything she's probably still getting ready. Typical girls. Katniss is walking the opposite way. I reach out to her without stopping and run my hand across her stomach and wink at her when her eyes meet mine which makes her blush.
(Levinia)
I listen to the music coming from my stereo. The music is low enough for only me to hear. I didn't wanna wake my parents even though I wish I could sleep in like they do. That didn't seem to be the case most days though and this seemed to be one of those. I'm standing infront of my dresser curling my hair with a big rectangular mirror running verticaly in front of me when my dad walks in slowly before speaking. "Heey , good morning !" I reply looking at him through the mirror and give a friendly smile "Morning !"
"What's are you up to?"
"Just curling my hair. I have two more pieces to do before I'm done" He walks closer to me and stands beside me.
"You know I've always loved your natural hair" I give a little laugh. My dad thought me , my Mom and Peete were perfection. But my hair was exactly like my mothers which gave him another reason to love my hair. And not just the color but both of our hair was wavy.
"You would say that, Dad." I say as he sits down on the edge of my bed
"Because its true" he says in a reassuring voice.
"And because its like Mom's"
"That's also true , but I love everything about you." This makes me smile as I turn off the curler and turn to look at him. He stands up and places his hands on my shoulders and looks me straight in the eyes. "You're perfect. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. If someone does , you tell me. And I'll deal with them !" We both laugh. I take it as a joke even though I know he's serious.
I arrive at school 10 minutes before the bell at 8:20. At school I'm not really one of the "cool kids" but I was popular for two reasons. One , everyone knew my parents. As soon as they heard the last name Mellark everyone would freak. Even the teachers. Everyone knows that part in history , even though they don't teach us till 7th grade but I learned when I was 6 from my parents. And two , I'm very social , not shy , I know how to keep a conversation going no matter how awkward and I make friends easily, which my mom always says I get from my dad. I'll be turning 14 soon so I'm in the 8th grade. The morning seems to fly by quickly. I'm just starving. I really wish I hadn't skipped breakfast. When the bell rings to dismiss us from 3rd period to lunch , I pop up quicker than I thought I could move and head towards the door. Just as I'm about to step foot into the hall way my name is called. "Mrs. Mellark ?" I sigh as I hear my teacher say this. I just want food! Correction , I NEED food! Instead of rushing out and ignoring my name, I turn and face my teacher.
"Yes, Mrs. Stines ?" I say in an innocent voice.
"Well tomorrow were going to review over the 74th and 75th Hunger Games , along with the rebellion, and I was wondering , if its not too much to ask , if maybe your parents could come in and talk to the classes tomorrow?".
"Really?" She nods with a hopeful smile. "Well , I can give them a call during lunch and let you know after?"
"That'd be terrific!" She says with excitement.
"But I should warn you a little , that tracker jacker gets to my dad every now and then." A concerned look grows on her face. "They're not common, but they do happen. And my mom can be a little emotional when it comes to this stuff."
"Well, Levinia, if you don't mind me asking, what happens when this venom gets to your dad, and how emotional does your mother get?" Wow , a lot of questions. But I don't say it out loud out of respect. I explain to her but try not to make it a big deal.
"My dad will just get angry. But he can hold himself together. His body will just tighten up and my mom will just calm him down. And my mother, well, she might walk out the room if she gets emotional, that's about it"
"Well, I understand if they don't come. Thank you for your time."
I walk out and head straight to the bathroom. I take out my cell and dial my moms number. No use in calling my dad cause of course his response would be "It's up to your mother." When I hear her voice I tell her all in one breathe about what Mrs. Stines said. I hear her hesitate and repeat it to my father. I stand there in front of the sink and mirror above it shaking my leg impatiently. She finally responds in an unsure voice "Well be there tomorrow I guess." Before she can say anything else I say quickly " Kay, thanks, love you mom !" She stops me before I can hang up.
"Woah woah , what's the rush?!"
"Mother , there is 15 minutes left of lunch and I haven't eaten anything since last night. Plus I shouldn't even be using my phone in school"
"This is why you eat breakfast ! And turn your phone off in school !!". I laugh at how she goes from the "I told you so" tone to the "over protective" mother.
"Okay , bye mommy". As soon as I hang up I rush to the cafeteria. I eat a delicious chicken sandwhich in the hall way floor with my best friend Adyn who just so happened to be late to lunch as well. There was no point of even going to our usual spot with our friends , we'd just waist time looking for them in that crowded courtyard. Adyn had the look of most people from the seam. Dark drown hair and grey eyes. The lunch bell rings telling us its time for 5th period. I always loved 5th period because that was my art class, which my mom also says I take after my dad. After art class , I just wanna go home. As always.
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I don't know if this bothers you guys , but I tend to write a lot out of habit. I'm used to writing a lot. Comment? Rate? No? K. -Torii
