The locker door slammed shut. Attempting to ignore the stares from my classmates, I made my way towards my designated seat.
"Thank you Ms. Evergreen for joining us," she groused with a pointed glare. As I attempted to resist the urge to roll my eyes, she continued, "Open your books to the forty-fifth page." The sound of pages being flipped filled the desolate room. After a few minutes of attempting to pay attention to the incoherent ramblings of the teacher, I could feel a pair of eyes burning into my skull. Directly to my left I saw the owner of the eyes, Cato Ludwig. I was intrigued with the boy. He was thought to be the most popular individual in the school, yet I had never heard him speak even one word before.
After maintaining eye contact for several seconds, I turned away. The problem written on the board numbs my brain, and I drift off.
The bell abruptly goes, and I jump, startled. Quickly, I gather my belongs and walk towards my locker. Once I get there, I immediately shove my books in, which completely fill the small locker as I go to retrieve my lunch from the depths of my school bag.
"Katniss, I brought you something, darling," I whip around to face Peeta Mellark.
"Uh, hello peeta?"
"You look wonderful, Kat. Anyways, I brought your favourite."
I looked down at his hands, which now hold two cheese buns. "Oh Peeta, that's… very amiable of you… but I don't take charity." I say, growling the last part.
Quickly I turn on my heel, I sped away my him while he called my name. Not paying attention, I walked right into something hard and lost my footing. "Uh sorry..." I muttered, getting up to stand on my feet. The thing, Cato, stared down at me and gave me a slight nod. I returned his nod, and walked to join Gale for lunch.
"Hey catnip," Gale winked at me as I slide into the seat beside from him. In response I raised my eye brows, daring him to continue.
"Kat, why don't you come with me." I hear, but don't understand, as I didn't see Gales mouth move. Gale directs a glare to my left, and I turn to face Peeta. He reaches down and grasps at my arm, attempting to pull me with him.
"Let go, Mellark." Gale growled possessively. Peeta turned his eyes to me, as if he was attempting to drown me in the depth of his ocean blue eyes. With a slight nod of my head, he pulled me up with him, leading the way towards the meadow behind our school.
For the first ten minutes we ate in an uncomfortable silence. "Why do you insist of sitting with Hawthorne?" Peeta said harshly, breaking the silence. I shrugged in response, attempting to not have an outburst at his rude tone, and restrained myself from castrate him on the spot. which seemed to push Peeta to continue. "You're mine, Katniss. It's time to ditch squirrel boy and acknowledge our destiny. We are made for each other."
I clenched my eyes closed, dropping my roll onto the ground. It bounces and rolls towards the road. I shakily stand up and run from Peeta's yells, for the second time today.