Panem High (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6

*Katniss POV*

We get inside, and sit back down with the group.

"Where were you?" Annie asks.

I try to think, but I'm a terrible liar. Luckily Peeta thinks of something.

"Katniss said she thought she lost her earring, and asked me to help her look for it." he says smoothly.

She frowns, like she dosen't believe his story, but then shrugs and turns back around.

Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Mr. Abernathy comes stmbling into he classroom, then he burps really really loudly. The entire class erupts into laughter.

Mr. Abernathy falls into his chair. Literally. He lost his balance and collapsed in his chair. "Everyone, I have your books right here." He points to a table next to his desk. "And to get your locker numbers and combinations," he says. "Just come up here and I'll give them to you." Then he falls asleep.

Gale walks up there, grabs all of our books and our locker combinations. He hands my books and locker info to me.

"Here." he says.

"Thanks." I reply.

The rest of the group goes up to get everything, then sit back down. I look at my locker number. Locker #D233. I look over at Peeta's. Locker #D234. The one right next to mine.

He looks at mine too. "Guess we're locker buddies." he says, smiling.

I smile back. "Guess so."

Just then, a group of girls walk in the door.

"Oh no, here come the Pussycats." Clove says regretfully.

I turn to her. "Pussycats?"

"It's what we call Delly and her group of followers." she explains.

"Oh. Ohhh I get it. Haha." I say.

"Thier leader's name is Delly Cartwright." Annie tells me. "She thinks she owns the school, even though no one likes her. "

"Wow." I reply. "That's desperate."

She nods. "And to top it all off, she dresses like a Barbie doll every day, and she has a HUGE crush on Peeta."

My stomach somersaults. Why did that happen? Ugh, I've only known this guy for like 20 minutes, and he's already got me acting like a lovesick schoolgirl. What is happening?!

"Does he like her back?" I ask Annie without thinking.

"Nope, not at all." she cocks her head at me. "Why?"

I feel myself blush. "No reason, just wondering."

She shrugs, and then starts a conversation wtih Clove.

Then, Delly and her followers sayshay over to our group.

Ugh, Annie was right, she does look like a Barbie doll.

Delly slides herself into Peeta's lap."Hiiiiii Peeta." she coos.

He shifts uncomfortably in his seat. "Um, Delly?" he asks in fake politeness.

"Yeeeees Peeta?" she singsongs.

"GET THE HELL OFF ME!" he exclaims at her.

She jumps up, startled. "Peeta, baby, what's wrong? Why did you say that to me, I'm your girlfriend."

He sighs. "Oh, my gods Delly, get it into your tiny brain that I am NOT, I repeat, NOT your boyfriend! Never have been, never will be!"

"But-" she starts.

I cut her off. "Hey, you heard him, he's not your boyfriend, so snap out of it Barbie doll." The words just flow out of my mouth, my brain didn't think of them, they just spilled out.

She turns to me. "And just who do you think you are, Raggedy Ann?"

"OH, THINGS JUST GOT REAL!!!!" Finnick shouts, only making a fool out of himself.

I roll my eyes. "Look, just leave him alone. He's not interested, even a blind man could see that. And do you seriously think "Raggedy Ann" is going to affect me in any way?"

"And who are you to judge who Peeta likes or not?" she asks.

"I'm not judging, just stating the facts."

She leans her face in real close to mine. "Listen you little bitch-"

I cut her off again by pushing her down. Then, I lean close to her face.

"I don't like being threatened." I spit at her. Like, I spit in her face.

She stands up, humphs, winks at Peeta, who gets a disgusted look on his face, then sayshays away, with the rest of the Pussycats close behind.

The group is staring at me. Oh no. I was too tough and I scared them away. I knew this new friendship was too good to be true.

"Wow Katniss." Clove says. "That was AWESOME!!"

I blush. "Um, thanks, but I didn't really do anything."

"Of course you did, you showed Delly what she deserved." Glimmer says. "Everyone has wanted to do that, but we try to be nice. Well, Johanna was gonna, but we kind of had to be her slaves for a week to get her to not punch Delly."

"That's understandable." I reply.

"Oh and why is that?" Johanna asks irritably.

"Well, Johanna, maybe it's because of the photo-shopped picture of you punching Delly in the face on the cover of your notebook."

I smirk, and everyone laughs, even Johanna. This might actually be a good day.

Hey guys, I'm sorry times a million for not updating. I hope you liked this chapter, even though it was a little boring, but lemme know, down below, and don't forget to vote!! Thank you all for your great feedback for my previous chapters.

XOXO,

Anna.