When I come back, Peeta is on the couch with a worried look. I ask him what's wrong. He says, "You scared me half to death!! where were you.?!?" He says. "I left a note for you, I told you I was on a jog." "Well you never go on 'jogs'!" "well.. I'm.. kinda.. looking fat..." I say. Peeta looks at my stomach. He says you don't look fat. You look hardly, a tincy wincy preg... " He fades on the last word. "What?!" I ask, pregn..." he says. " Pregnant?!" what again?! How? No way, not me!
Peeta takes me to the hospital just to see if I was. When we got there, we had great service. I got in my room right away. We told them what was happening, and they gave me an ultrasound, and said, " Congratulations!! You are pregnant, with twins! "
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After Mockingjay
Ficção CientíficaI just decided to make one its not finished but ill finish it
