Finding the Missing Piece: Book 2

Chapter Nine

Katniss POV- (One month later)

It's been an entire month since Peeta and I started college here in District Five.

Bristol and I have become super close and fast, which was to be expected after our first encounter.

We are practically best friends now.

Just because I found another best friend doesn't mean that Annie and the rest of the group still aren't considered my best friends but you know what I mean.

Peeta and I have also managed to make lots of time to be together, studying or going out for dinner even.

I miss not being with him 24/7 but having him in the same building helps a lot.

I am actually going to my English class right now.

So far, the class has been really easy but then again, literature and grammar come easily to me, thanks to Miss Trinket.

My professor isn't bad but she definitely doesn't make it as fun as Effie did and she dresses kind of bland.

I walk into the classroom and sit down in my assigned seat in the back of the class.

I got lucky there.

I like being in the back and I always have.

It makes me feel less anxious and it helps me pay attention.

I don't know why but it does and always has.

"Okay, I want you to randomly pick a spot in the book and open it. It will open on one of the 50 stories in the book. Whatever story you get, go read it from the beginning. Complete a two page summary along with an three page essay of your opinion on the story. This is due Monday. You have four days." The professor says.

I take my college literature book from my bag and open it up somewhere in the middle.

It lands on a story called, "Gone."

The irony of this story is that it is about a girl who loses her sister to death.

Just as I have.

I would've just picked another story but obviously, I picked that page for a reason so I continue to read it.

About a quarter of the way into the story got tears begin streaming down my cheeks.

I begin crying uncontrollably in front of all my classmates and my professor too.

I look weak but I don't care right how, maybe even stupid.

"May I be excused for a moment?" I choke out.

The professor comes over to my desk, seeing the title of the story and of course, knowing all about me, understands why I am upset.

"Of course, Ms. Everdeen. Take all the time that you need."

I gather all of my things as more tears fill my eyes.

I quietly leave the room with over thirty pairs of eyes burning through my back.

I am not sure if Peeta is in class or not but I need to speak to him right now.

He is the only one who can calm me down after what I just read.

I decide that it's worth a shot to call him so I do.

I let it ring as tears wet my cheeks and he doesn't answer.

I am sure his phone is off and he's in class or in his room so I decide to go back to my dorm to calm down.

How am I going to write a two page summary and three page essay over my opinion of this story?

It's a beautiful story but I don't know if I can even finish reading it.