THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
The three arrows buried themselves deep into the trunk of the tree mere seconds after my fingers released the string. Today had been a particularly rough day at school, starting off with a challenging math test and ending with the normal bully making fun of me for my "same sex preferences." When will people grow up?
At least they don't know about my "little hunter." I thought with a small grimace. That would make things far worse.
"Hey Katniss! Are you okay?" My neighbor Peeta asked as he poked his head over the fence. Peeta was a closet gay who also happened to be dating my best friend Gale. He knew what went on at school every day and was one of the only people that cared enough to make sure I was okay and not...suicidal, I guess.
"I'm fine Peeta!" I smiled at him, laughing a little when he made a face to cheer me up. "Just another rough day at school."
He sighed. "Like always. Were you hung up on Bitching Beauty again today?"
And by Bitching Beauty, of course he meant the most beautiful, terrifying, meanest femal in all of 12 Districts High School. Her real name was Clove, and I had had a crush on her since the beginning of our freshman year two years ago. Every time I saw her smile or heard her laugh, a warm feeling would spread through my body like liquid fire and my cock would twitch a little in my pants. But of course that warm buzzing feeling would go away about ten seconds later when she would insult me.
"Hey twatmuncher! Couldn't find your pistol this morning?"
"Clitlicker!"
"How about you do us a favor and cut a little deeper next time fucking dyke?"
Those were only some of her more tamer insults. Sometimes they could get a little worse. I doubt you would ever want me to repeat any of them. They hurt too much anyway.
"But she's just so pretty!" I whined playfully in a childish voice. Peeta rolled his eyes.
"Mhmm. Sure." He stuck his tongue out. "And she has a pretty personality too."
Honestly, she does. But I haven't seen it in almost three years, so I can't really tell you what it's like. "She does too! It's amazing, just like her!"
Again, he rolled his eyes. "Well I'm happy for you. When's the wedding boo?"
"Fuck you Peeta!"
"Gale already does!"
I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Besides Peeta, you know she hates me. She always has."
"Not always." He chided. "Just since we started high school. Remember how you two used to be the best of friends?"
It was true. Clove and I were best friends up until eighth grade when we both went through puberty, and she ended up being more attractive than me. Bigger boobs, longer legs, skinnier stomach. She was filling out in all of the right places, which in turn caught the attention of every boy in the entire Capitol city. Eventually, she ended up leaving me in the dust. I haven't formally spoken to her since.
"Good point." I mumbled, blushing a little.
"Katniss! There's someone at the door for you! Dad said to hurry up!" My younger sister Prim called from the kitchen, where she was busy making dinner with my mother.
"Talk to you later Peeta." I waved as I stalked my way through the house, ruffling Prim's blonde hair as I went.
"Hi dad what's u-" I cut myself off as I rounded the corner and found my father engaged in conversation with the girl of my dreams.
"Hi Katniss." Clove smiled weakly, waving halfheartedly and biting her bottom lip.