I lay down on my bed in the mid-afternoon, feeling free from the boy named Peeta. The sun shone down through the window, I could see the meadow Gale and I hunted in this morning, Mockingjays chirped outside my window, everything was perfect.
I could smell grain cooking from here, probably from the kitchen. Everything was fine, until I heard a loud yelling sound coming from outside. Mockingjay's wings fluttered and the sound of footsteps were coming closer. Peeta's head popped in the window.
"Hey Katniss!"
"Oh my god, just go away already!" I thought.
He has been stalking me all week, and today is the day I'm going to put my foot down.
"Okay Peeta, I know that you love me, but I just don't feel the same way."
"But Katniss, I know everything about you!"
"Oh yeah, like what?"
"I know your phone number, your birthday, what hospital you were born at, your social security number, what bank you go to, how many times your cat has peed, your You Tube name, your dad's name, your mom's name, your grandma's name, your grandpa's name, your aunt's name, your uncle's name, how many times you've gotten tesserae, how many times your name was in the reaping, what your favorite TV show is, how many cracks are in the floorboard in your whole entire house, how many times you went to the bathroom in the last 2 months, what shirt you wear the most, what your handwriting looks like, what kind of car you plan on getting, what college you're planning on going to, and who you plan on marrying."
"Are you done yet?"
"For now. I know many more things about you, I just don't have enough breath to say them."
"Oh, and I'm planning on marrying Gale, and I'm not going to college at all."
"Oh, then, now I'm sad."
"Whatever, just go away now, you're creeping me out, and I'm afraid that if I say more, you're going to find out more about me."
"Well, now I know that you are afraid of saying things to me. Don't worry, I felt like that once too. See you tomorrow Kat!"
"Ugh."
And I lay down in disgust.