Katniss Pov
"Deep in the meadow, under the willow
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes
And when again they open, the sun will rise.
Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you".
I groan as I hear the lullaby for my 6:30 alarm go off. Its not that I don't like it, I adore it actually but from the lack of sleep last night and waking up early, i'm not in the best mood. Hopefully this song can comfort me for the next few weeks until its over. Heavily exhaling, I wipe the sleep from my eyes and drag myself up and out of bed. Tucking the sheets - which I somehow scattered all over the bed in my sleep, most likely from I nightmare - between the mattress and the bed frame I readjust my pyjamas and run a hand through my messy hair. Today i'm going to the capitol for that all boy school - Male Capitol Tributes - but on the bright side i won't have to see Cashmere or Glimmer for a while. Those girls really don't understand that there are limitations to how much makeup one should use. Besides, their the bullies in my year and everyone hates them - well if any girls don't then they should. I stand in the middle of my room and stretch before jogging downstairs to get breakfast. Walking into the kitchen i make apple tarts for Prim's lunch, and I cut a slice of bread before toasting it. Grabbing an apple, I eat my breakfast before wiping the crumbs off my hands and throwing the apple core in the bin. Today's gonna be a long day.
Swallowing my food, I put Prim's lunch on the table and walk upstairs. Turning right I go into my room to get dressed. Walking to my bed I open my closet - beside it - and choose black trousers and and a navy blue buttoned shirt. Grabbing yesterday's clothes I walk into the bathroom along with a clean towel. Once i lock the door i put my clothes to the side, beside the sink and get undressed. Then i climb into the tub and fill up a smaller bucket with hot water. I sigh and try to clear my mind as the hot water rushes over me and then i wash myself in complete peace.
Finishing up, I place the bucket to the side and grab the towel before drying myself off. Then i get dressed and put on a the towel to the side as I make a mental reminder to wash it, maybe I could get Prim to do it for me. Unlocking the door I walk outside and back into my room. I roll my sleeves up to my elbows before sitting in a chair. Turning on my outdated computer, I go on my school emails to see Mr Snow - head of the department - has emailed me all the information. My eyes scan the page and once i've read through it, I write it down on a separate piece of paper.
WORK EXPERIENCE DETAILS:
Employer: Mr Coriolanus Snow
Location: Central Capitol, Male Capitol Tributes
Position: Year 11 classroom assistant/teacher/advice consultant
Tel: ##### ######
Duration: 2 weeks (Temporary)
Notes: Don't be late. Interview; You have been asked to attend an interview that has been arranged for you with Mr Seneca Crane in his office at Sunday, 1:20pm - 2:05pm.
Requirements: Dress smart and practical. Behaviour. Don't personally or romantically intervene with candidates or students unless given permission by a faculty member. Bring a bag, equipment and notebook. Be prepared to teach. Keep student to teacher confidentiality.
Tasks: Give advice to students both within school and personally regarding family events. Willing to actively teach 2+ days a week. Assist throughout each lesson. Cooking. Prepare book and activity sessions/lessons. Some office duties, printing, filing.
Working hours: Monday to Friday: 8:45 - 3:15. May finish 4pm on some days so be prepared to work extra.
Breaks: 2. Break 11am - 11:20. Lunch 1:20 - 2:05. In classroom or teacher's lounge.
Transport: School Bus
Accommodation: Yes, 1 flat. Male Capitol Tributes flat. Penthouse. Floor 12. Room 36D.
Signed: Mr C Snow. Mr S Crane.
Today is Saturday so my interview is tomorrow thankfully. Closing my emails I open up Google and search for cheap tickets for a train to the Capitol - which as usual there aren't any - and eventually I book 1 seat at 8am-6pm. Wow, a 10 hour journey. I really need sleep, guess it'll have to wait. Closing the webpage, I log off the computer. Reaching under my bed I grab my orange backpack and put some clothing, my phone, the work experience form, headphones, equipment and a notebook before zipping it up. Then i put what little money I have along with a photo of Prim and my laptop in my satchel - which I retrieve from the top of my closet - and check the time, 7:30am. That was only an hour? Making sure I have everything, I jog downstairs and conveniently hear a knock on the door. Unlocking the front door, I swing it open to see Mrs Avila and Rue. Mrs Avila is Rue's mother and she and Rue are staying at our house to look after Prim while i'm gone. It still surprises me that they came after such short notice, then again the girls had previously planned a sleepover so what does a few more days matter?
"Hi Miss Avila, hi Rue" I say greeting them both as I step aside to let them pass.
"Hello", Rue's mother replies as Rue shyly waves her hand in response.
"Come in", i say "I'm just leaving now.".
Stepping forward they come inside and sit down on the couch in the living room. "Just a moment" I say before rushing upstairs to Prim's room. Then i lightly knock on her door and hear "Come in".
Slowly I open the door to see Prim rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Sorry" I say in a weak attempt at an apology before clearing my throat. "Prim, Rue's here and so is her mum why don't you come down and say hi? Besides i've got to go or i'll be late". She nods in understanding and yawns.
"Oh, I left your lunch on the table if your hungry" I say as I stand at the bottom of her bed and tie my hair into a messy braid.
"Thanks" she mummers stretching her arms above her head whilst shielding her eyes.
Glancing at her I notice her sniffling. "Hey don't be upset, i'll be back soon" I explain in reassurance as I walk around the bed and sit down beside her.
"Okay", she whispers, lowering her arms and wrapping them around me in a hug "I'm gonna miss you, don't forget to call when you get their and try not to get to caught up with boys".
I chuckle at how she acts like i'm her daughter and the mere thought of in any way getting 'caught up' with the boys. "I promise, be safe and try to have some fun while i'm gone". Pulling away i finish saying goodbye to her, before leaving her room and shutting the door behind me. I quickly go back into my room and grab my backpack and satchel before adjusting them on my back and shoulder. Going back downstairs - which is frankly to much exercise for the morning - I hug a quiet Rue and her mother whilst being carefully not to mess up her dark hair which has been put into an elegant bun, before thanking them and saying goodbye. Slipping on my hunting boots I give a final wave and grab a spare set of keys as I shut the door behind me and head to the train station.
As I cross the street and walk down the dirty alleyway's I begin to hum along to 'The Meadow Song' to distract me from the litter and cold weather. Smiling slightly I quietly sing along, from where I left off, the beginning of verse two.
"Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you".
After walking for 10 minutes I finally arrive at the train station and I cross the railways to avoid the long walk to the platform. Once at the top I stand in silence ignoring the few other members of the public and focus on watching the sunrise. The blur of orange and pink as they merge with the white and colourless setting that is our district. A clash of metal startles me and I whip my head to the left and my braid smacks me in the face. Pushing it to the side I watch the wheels screech against the tracks from the speed as the vehicle slows down. The rush of air hit's my face sending my hair all over the place once again until finally it stops.
The trains here, well boys, here I come.
I don't own the hunger games - rights go to Suzanne Collins
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