The Sun's Rays

MockingYou

The next couple of weeks passed without any drama. Haymitch got released from the hospital, much to his delight, and much to his dismay, he had to go to counseling sessions.

"Counseling sessions! I'm over that stuff now!" Haymitch said distastefully.

Amy snorted.

"Haymitch you were intent on killing yourself less than a month ago. You were depressed even longer than that and you have been self-harming yourself just as long." I pointed out.

"But that was so last month." he pouted.

To say that his mood improved greatly was an underestimate. It was like he was a complete different person. he was now joking openly like the old prankster demon child from hell that was left behind with Amy.

Amy was also surprisingly normal for someone who's been on the run for months. I normally had to double-take when I saw her coming down the hallways. I was a bit worried about how she might be hurting herself in places where we couldn't see. I confessed my feelings to Dale.

"I really think that she's fine Prim," he said in the reef with his arm around me "you are just being over protective because of Haymitch."

Within all of this, I still had something that was crazy. Something that I may or may not like. Something that is mundane and compleatly bonkers.

School.

I mean honestly, why should I have to school at a time like this? I helplessly argued at the next victor meeting where Salvator said I had to school.

"It will do you good to have a normal life." he said with traitors nodding in agreement.

I think he is tourturing me into doing this 'mockingjay' thing.

Grrr...

It's not like I don't like school, in fact I LOVE SCHOOL. I just don't need the extra stress ontop of everything, so that's how I ended up in Mr. Petrium's room going over systems of stuff, I really don't know.

I saw Rye sitting across class and I gave the sigh that we always used to get eachother's attention. Her slumped posture immediatly perked up and she looked over to my side of the room.

Do you know what we're doing?

Yes...

She signed some things that sort of made sense and I wrote them down in my notes. There. Who said that I didn't try?

I resumed my vacant stare at the board, and every so often, glanced at the clock. I could do this. this is what I need, a normal life. you can do this.

"Can anyone tell me how to get x?"

God this class never ends.

Petrium droned on and pointed out the homework on the board. I copied that down into my planner. I knew that I wouldn't know anything on the homework, so I'll just look all of it up on our computers.

I glanced at the clock for the millionth time.

"Primrose," said Petrium "can you tell everybody what the next step is?"

I glanced around nervously, and swallowed.

"Um, you-"

The bell rang.

Saved by the bell.

I packed up my stuff and rushed out of class.

I put my bag in my room and went to the hospital.

"Hello Prim." Said a nurse that attended to my mother.

I smiled and said hello. I went into my Mom's room where she was staring out into the distance. When she saw me, she instantly perked up.

"Prim!"

She smiled

I gave her a smile and sat down on the chair next to the bed.

"How are you doing Mom?" I asked.

She looked a lot better than she did two weeks ago. Most of her tubes are gone, but she is still hooked up to a couple of morphines and a tube is still around her torso.

"I would be better if I weren't so bored all of the time."

I smiled.

"You can't have everything in life."

A familiar beep sounded through the room. I looked at my watch and found that there wasn't a message.

"What do you have there?" Mom peeked at my watch.

I frowned.

"Nothing."

I heard another beep and this time it came from the drawer set near Mom's bed. I opened the top drawer and found a communication watch there.

"Where did you get this?" I asked.

"I stole it from your father." Mom said casually.

"Mom!"

"Look, I need to know what's going on right now if I'm going to win this war."

"Mom, you can't do this on your own-"

"-and neither can they. Look, they're running around like a chicken with their heads cut off with finding a way to rally the people. I was against it before, but I think that you should agree to be the Mockingjay."

I stared at her.

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Hey long time no see people! school has started, so here's another random update that I have been working on.

Can I call you guys my shelves? I thought it was a fun little name. Shelves. Books.

~Eat_sleep_swim04