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Rated T, just in case. But it honestly should be pretty safe :)
Chapter 1: Mystery guest
"But mom" Brie complained, "I don't want to go back to school. I'm already embarrassed enough with everyone already treating me like some kind of circus clown. This just hit's the nail on the head!"
"I'm sure your exaggerating that." Her mother, Katniss, told her plainly, drawing out the 'sure' to make it slightly sarcastic and dramatic.
"No mom. I'm not. Literally,
I am treated like a clown. Everyone is afraid of me, and basically runs away if I come near them, but at the same time they are constantly laughing at me, especially when I'm clumsy." Brie whispered and slightly mumbled that last part to herself, but not for secretiveness, everyone knew she was a bit clumsy; no, this was no secret, it was more of the shame.
Brie Pearl Hope Mallark was the daughter of not only one tribute, but two. She would never be normal, no matter what. She lived in a decent house in district twelve with her mother, Katniss, her father Peeta, and her little brother Dandelion Mitch Mallark, but everyone calls him Daniel for short. It wasn't just the fact that she was tributes' daughter though. It was the fact that she couldn't relate to anyone. She was girly, but not catty. She liked being in the woods, but no one else did. Worst of all, she had a high temper and quick fists to match it. Even if she did find someone who liked doing the things she did, they would never accept her. No one understood what it meant to be a tributes daughter. It meant interviews, nightmares, lectures, trips to the capitol, and lots of questions from everywhere; Questions she didn't have answers to, and much more. She was an outcast. And what happened in school today, made it all the more worse…
"It's just a dance." Peeta said plainly, with a hint of questioning in his voice. Brie's dad was one of the few people who understood her. Not this time.
"NO, it isn't. It is the school's first annual ballroom dance. And I am literally the only one without a date. No one asked me, and everyone knows it. Even if it's just a stupid dance, it is humiliating!" Brie said in a fit of hysteria. She wasn't about to cry over a dance, but she might over complete frustration. Before she could continue to explain how frustrated she was she saw the look. It was the look her parents would exchange before telling her something important. It was as if they could read each other over this one "look". She decided to shut up and wait. Finally Peeta spoke in his calm loving way.
"Well, this was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess you deserve it now. You are going to have a visitor tomorrow." He said matter a fact. He didn't say anything after that, as if she was suppose to read his mind to know who this mysterious visitor was. After about ten seconds of silence, Brie finally spoke up confused.
"Who?!" She asked.
"Finnick." Katniss answered. "Finnick junior, to be exact. You met him when you were little. He is almost a year older then you, but he should keep you busy while the dance is going on." Katniss said with a smile. Brie knew exactly who this was… Finnick Odair, son of two tributes. Well, hopefully that will give us something to talk about, Brie thought.
