(Levinia)
Tonight was one of the best nights I've had in a while. Asher and I went to the Plaza again, but this time to the movies and dinner at the mini cafe there. It was pretty funny because my parents donated their winnings to help build this place so at every building there, there's a plaque at the entrance that says "Generously Donated by the Mellark Family." After that we went to an arcade they had there we got into photo booth there, and took 3 strips of photos, because I'm that photogenic, and we had enough tickets combined to get me a white stuffed bear. Asher is really funny. He's not afraid to be himself around me, which I love cause I'm just as comfortable around him. We got shushed about 3 times at the theater cause we were laughing about the weirdest things. Right now we're getting a ride home from his older brother. His older brother is just as funny as he is. He was as amazed as Asher was to find out I was "the rebels daughter" as some people say. We arrive to my house and Asher walks me to the door. Right when I get off I see my parents facing someone. I can't see who it is though cause his back is to me. Asher and I stop before we get any closer.
"Thank you, for asking me out. I had an amazing time." I say looking him straight in the eyes with a little blush. He smiles at me.
"You're welcome. I had fun too. We should go out more. If that's okay with you?" He says with hope in his face and tone.
"Yeah, of course." He smiles and pulls me in for a tight hug. I wrap my arms around his neck with the stuffed bear still in my hand. He holds me by the middle of my back. We pull away, and he places a kiss on my cheek. We both blush now, and look down at the ground. He greets me goodbye and we both walk away smiling. I'm heading towards my door where the man is still standing. He turns when he hears the car leave and turns around. Then I know who it is. Gale. I never liked Gale. Correction, I hated Gale. He killed my Aunt Prim, left my mother when she needed someone, he tried to win my mother over, and I know my mom loved him, and even if its not in that way she does my dad, and the one time he did come back, which when I was 8, he wanted my mother back and boy did I have anger filled in me. His family nd him moved to our district when I was 7. I remember dating his son Hunter. We dated for 10 months, and he wanted sex, which caused more tension to our families connection. My parents and Gale turn and look at me making my way to the door.
"What's he doing here?" I say harshly. I really don't care when it comes to him. Gale glares at me and speaks after looking with shock at my mom's stomach, which I think pissed him off even more since they haven't told anyone even though she's showing.
"I'm here to talk to your mother."
"Well that's unfortunate for you. Can you leave now ?!" I love that my parents never stop me when it comes to being rude to Gale, and Gale always spoke to me with annoyance in his voice.
"Wow, your attitude is just like your mothers was sometimes." My parents both scowl at him. "So can we talk, Katniss? Alone?" When he says this he looks at my dad and I. We still stare at him with our death looks which are almost the same. I know my dad feels the same way about Gale as I do, but I'm not too sure about my mom.
"Gale, not now please, its really late and I'm tired and-"
"And I bet I interupted yours and bread boy's "fucking spree" " he says cutting off my mother rudely. "Don't be jealous cause you can't get none!" I add in. He gives me a look like he wants to kill me with his bare hands.
"Levinia, get inside please." My dad says in a normal tone with a smirk as my mom is startled by my comment, but it's true and I'm not one to stay quiet. I walk past him inside, finally, and high five my dads hand held up waiting for mine."Gale, leave....now." he says
"No, not till I can talk to Katniss!"
" he snaps back
"Well looks like someone's gonna be waiting a while." I say with my dad smirking. Were such bullies but I love being a brat to Gale, cause he deserves it and he knows it, he's admitted it when we first, kinda, met. But now I know he's had enough, but I won't stop.
