I flutter my eyes open and see blinding light."Shes awake!"someone yells.Then footsteps.The doctor moves the flashlight away from my eyes."Ms.Everdeen,your awake!"he exclaims.Another attack and I know it.
I'm now scared about going to the Moulin Rouge.I wonder if Harry (my boss) will take me to the hospital if I have an attack.Or will he let me go?No, he said I was the best material he has had in a long time.
I sit up."Woah there!Take it easy!"the doctor exclaims.I wanted to scream "Bitch,let me go home now!I have stuff to do and I can't deal with this shit!"but I didn't.
He let me go an hour later.Attack from my syndrome.50/50 chance of me living.But here I am.
Peeta takes me home,even though I'm not sure if we're still together.I flop down in the passenger seat of his mustang.
We drive in silence for awhile,but I break it."So,what are you going to do when I leave?"I ask."Im coming with you."he says."Why..what.....no!"I say.
"Yes Katniss!If you have another attack you think Harold or whatever his is gonna take care of you!"he yells."Harry will!"i scream back."You don't know him."I say quietly.
He drops me off at Gale's house."Katniss?"he asks.I spin around."Yeah?"
"If things are going to be like this,its over."
"Well then,goodbye Peeta."I say,giving him the promise ring.
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I should have sent out a contract that you should sign agreeing not to sue me. Sorry for the inconvienice of this chapter,but I kinda had a word vomit moment (Sorry for the mental image there :) Veronica Roth taught me that.Well,not me.It was in the bonus features of her ever famous Divergent. It's where you just put out the words.
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FanfictionWhat if Katniss Everdeen wasn't ever a tribute?What if there were never a Hunger Games?This is a story that follows most details in the book and movie..except in high school form.A few details may be tweaked.I do not own Hunger Games.Suzanne Collins...
