Hello again! Okay, I know what you're thinking... this girl can't finish a story to save her life. I realize I have two other stories I'm working on now... but this is a collaboration with NeverLetGoes2Love. She is awesome! She's also posting this story and we might post another story... haha. I hope you enjoy and I'm sorry it's short!
Chapter One
I sigh as I walk into history class.
Another Monday. Another day of school. Another 8 hours I could be spending out in the wilderness providing for my family.
I really don't see the point of this.
I enter the class, late. Everyone turns to stare at me as I walk in. Mr. Greene just ignores me and continues to read out of the shabby history book he holds in his hands.
Keeping my eyes on the back wall, I make my way to my seat.
Until of course, I fall face first onto the hard floor. Everyone turns- smirking- to look at my figure sprawled on the ground. I groan and look up, instantly faced by a pair of sea-blue eyes.
Peeta freaking Mellark just tripped me.
He's slumped in his seat, tapping his pen against the wooden desk. He snickers as he pulls his leg back, putting on his most innocent baby face as Mr. Greene looks up.
"Miss Everdeen? Are you alright?" Mr. Greene questions with his eyebrows raised.
"Yes, Miss. Everdeen, is your mental state okay?" Peeta whispers under his breath. All his friends within hearing range silently laugh.
I get up and flash a fake smile in the teacher's direction, "Just peechy, Mr. Greene." And make my way to the back of the class to sit with Madge.
Peeta and his friends continue laughing silently and look over in my direction ever so often. He also laughs (about me, I presume) with Lily Cruise, the sweet shop owners daughter.
Flirt.
Stupid Peeta Mellark and his friends. Stupid 'popular' people. I can't believe I was friends with that-that... that thing! Look at him... smooth talking the girls. I remember when he used to be decent, nice even! Well, he is nice. Just not to me... I don't get it! He was like my brother. Okay, not my brother... that sounds...wrong...I mean, it's wrong to feel like that about your brother. Wait, feel what? Stupid Peeta...
As I sit down at my desk, Madge nudges me.
"What?" I hiss. Madge is one of my best friends, but right now I'm not in the mood. I'm never in the mood when Dough Boy is one of the first people I see in the morning.
Magde raises her eyebrows, "What happened? Why did you fall? You never fall!"
I roll my eyes, "I do when dough boy trips me."
Madge bites back a smile, "Oh-kay. Honestly, I just think he's in love with you."
I glare at her. This isn't the first time she's said that.
Her eyebrows raise under my glare, "Okay, I'm wrong."
I roll my eyes again and look away. The period passes really slow with Peeta Mellark occasionally turning to look at me- always with a smirk playing on his lips- and me shooting him with death glares.
He tripped me in class. Dough boy will pay.
When the bell finally rings I run out of class, not even bothering to wait for Madge.
I run to my locker, but as I approach it, I see it's too late. He's already there, leaning right in front of it.
I grind my teeth together and step forward, "Get out of my way, Peeta," I snarl.
He grins and taps a finger against his chin, pretending to think about it, "Hmm..." he starts, "Nope, I don't think I will."
I narrow my eyes, "Move, Dough Boy. Now."
He looks at me, still smirking, "No."
"Let me remind you," I start, taking a step forward, "I know how to use a bow and arrow."
He raises an eyebrow, "So?"
"So, I suggest you move before I go grab them."
He takes a step closer now, leering down at me, "You have no idea what I can do, Everdeen."
I smirk now, "So what exactly is that? What are you going to do, frost me to death? Or maybe you'll pelt me with rolls and cookies? Face it, Dough Boy, you got nothing on me."
He just rolls his eyes and walks away.
Jerk.
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