A/N- ONE MORE WEEK! Who else is excited? Honestly, I just want to thank you guys for all of those awesome reviews that I received on the first chapter! I don't think I've ever received that many on a single update! I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this story so far, because it's going to get even better. I've decided that you deserve to be rewarded, and I apologize for not updating sooner. You guys are the best, and I wish I could send all of you a pie made by Peeta himself, but since I can't do that (for obvious reasons), I have something less fattening but just as unhealthy: more updates! That's right, it's spring break, and college girl here is going to go crazy writing fanfiction for you guys this week. You're welcome. Now sit back and enjoy the ride…I mean, story. Warning: I'm not responsible for anyone choking or peeing their pants while reading any of my fanfiction…you've been warned ;)

Chapter 2: Malarkeys

Rose

It's been a week since Adara and Orion got grounded thanks to me and Rue, and today is their last day working at the bakery with Dad. Actually, we're all supposed to help out at the bakery every once in a while (except of course for Mom and Rue), but not full-time, like Adara and Orion do when they get in trouble. I, of course, love baking. Dad says I inherited the Mellark gift, and that I will also inherit the bakery when I grow up. Orion prefers hunting and painting things in the forest, and Adara prefers anything artistic-singing, dancing, painting, and playing instruments. And then there's my twin, Rue, who is completely allergic to gluten and cannot appreciate my gift. Fortunately, we both love singing and causing trouble. Rue is like Mom just as much as I'm like Dad-she loves to hunt. And of course, I'm a vegetarian, so I never eat anything she catches, just like she never eats anything I bake. It's a win-win situation, really, since that way neither of us feels bad about rejecting the other.

"Rose, can you go get the mail?" I heard Dad ask as I was placing cupcakes in the bakery oven. Adara and Orion were icing cakes, since they were better at decorating than baking.

"Sure," I replied as I closed the oven door and went outside to retrieve the mail. This was my opportunity. In front of the bakery was the butcher shop, and in front of the butcher shop were the hot butcher boys. I may not like to eat meat, but I knew how to appreciate it. The butcher's sons were irresistible. As I walked towards the mail box, I noticed that Rue had already beat me to it: she was selling one of her squirrels to one of them while outrageously flirting behind Mom's back as she traded with their dad.

"Rue!" I called out as I approached them. Rue turned around in surprise, red-faced and embarrassed that I had caught her in the act. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your new friends?" I asked innocently.

"Oh, of course," she said as she tried to recollect her composure. "Rose, this is Stike, and over there is his identical twin brother, Stark; Stike and Stark, meet my fraternal twin sister, Rose," she said as she pointed to each one of us. Stark approached me as Stike said hello to me, and I said hello back.

"It's nice to meet you, Rose…what a lovely name," Stark said to me as his piercing green eyes locked on mine. I almost melted. He and his brother were definitely identical: identically sexy. They were both tall and muscular, since they were at least one grade above me and Rue, and they had short brown hair and emerald green eyes. Of course, they also smelled like raw meat and were wearing bloody aprons, but I was willing to look beyond that. Mom and Dad were always talking about how true love takes sacrifice, so maybe this was it for me.

"Thanks, I like your name too," I said smoothly as I gave him a flirty smile.

"Cute apron," he said in response. I looked down at my bakery apron and flushed. It said: "Mellark Bakery: Spread the Loaf." Dad was so corny sometimes. The "a" in Mellark was a mockingjay and the "o" in loaf was a pink heart. And this was the most normal apron. His apron at home said "Kiss my buns," which for some reason Mom thought was hot. I shuddered. Speaking of Mom, she was now glaring at us.

"Rose, shouldn't you be working at the bakery? And Rue, we need to go home now," she told us sternly as her gaze switched suspiciously from us to the butcher twins. They said goodbye to us and retreated silently to the back of their shop. I tried not to look too deflated.

"Yes, mom," Rue and I chanted at the same time as I went back to the mail box and Mom and Rue headed home. I took out Dad's Baker's Monthly magazine and went back inside the bakery.

"Finally, what took you so long?" Dad exclaimed as I went behind the counter. Orion was smirking at me; he was now ringing up the cash register at the front counter. He had probably seen me and Rue flirting with the butcher's sons…great. I needed to distract Dad before he said anything.

"Sorry, Daddy, I just ran into Mom and Rue and got distracted. But look what just arrived in the mail! It's your Baker's Monthly magazine!" I said enthusiastically as I waved it in front of me.

He instantly looked up. "Oh, sweet Mockingjay, finally, I've been waiting for this issue to arrive all month!" He exclaimed excitedly as he took the magazine and started flipping through it like a giddy little schoolgirl. Adara rolled her eyes behind him as I joined her at the back of the bakery. "Oh my cheese buns; Grandma Betty has released her secret chocolate cake recipe!" he cried out, almost in tears. Orion tried not to laugh. Adara and I simply ignored him and kept working: he acted like this every time a new issue came out. We even started calling it his day of the month behind his back. This was going to be an interesting day.

Orion

Sometimes I wondered if Dad was secretly gay. But then I remembered that Mom was the man in the relationship, so he would be okay. Today was my last day of being grounded, and I finally had dirt on the twins. I had seen them drooling obsessively over the butcher's sons, and Mom had caught them in the act. I knew that Mom would forget about it though; it was Dad who had to find out that his precious little twins weren't as sweet and innocent as he thought. Mom would think that it was just some silly thing, but Dad would make a huge deal out of it and talk about how they were too young to date boys. I remembered him doing this to Adara when she was their age. It was hilarious. As soon as we closed up the bakery, I waited for my chance and helped Dad sweep the floor while he wiped the counter. Adara and Rose were done with their chores, so they had gone home to eat dinner. "Dad, there's something you need to know," I began cautiously.

He raised his eyebrow at me. "Have you been keeping your bosco stick in your pants like I told you to?" he asked. I blushed. This wasn't going so well.

"Of course I have…and I've been keeping my frosting under control too," I added sarcastically. "Anyways, this is about the twins, not about me," I explained.

"All right, what is it?" he asked warily.

"Well, earlier today, while I was ringing up the cash register, I saw Rose and Rue through the front window flirting with the butcher's sons." I said solemnly.

Dad's blue eyes widened in alarm, "What? My little girls? Flirting with boys holding machetes? They're too young for that! Orion, what did I tell you about watching over your sisters?" he exclaimed angrily.

"Dad, I wanted to intervene, but I couldn't just leave the customers unattended while you and Adara were baking! Besides, Mom saw them and split them up," I told him defensively.

He sighed. "Fine, you're right, son, I'm sorry for yelling at you. Let's go home and discuss this with everyone else, okay?" he suggested as we finished up. I nodded and we left the bakery, walking the short distance home. This was it. I finally had my chance, and I wasn't going to lose it.

"Dad, can I go out tonight?" I asked him as we approached the house.

"Sure, son, just remember your curfew and don't leave the house until you finish eating dinner," he told me. I agreed to this, and we entered the house. As we walked towards the dining room, I saw that everyone was already eating mom's famous lamb stew. Dad and I took our seats as Mom served us, and that's when Dad turned towards the twins. I grinned in anticipation as I gave Adara a knowing look. She only looked back at me confused, but she would find out soon enough.

"Katniss, is it true that you saw the twins flirting with the butcher's sons today?" he asked Mom as she sat back down.

Mom frowned. "I saw them talking to them, yes," she replied. "But perhaps you should ask your own daughters as to how they were behaving," she looked up at the twins; and, as Dad, Adara and I directed or gazes towards them, we could see the twins shrink down in their chairs. Rue even gulped. I smirked. This was just too good. Sweet, sweet revenge had finally come knocking at their doors.

"Well?" Dad asked them. "What do you girls have to say to that?"

"W-we were just talking to them Daddy; they're just friends," Rose mumbled, her blue eyes wide with faked innocence.

"Y-yeah, we barely just them," Rue added softly.

I snorted in disbelief. "Oh, yeah? Then why were you flirting with them behind Mom's back?" I sneered.

"We weren't flirting!" they both yelled at the same time.

"Orion, leave your sisters alone; I'll deal with this," Dad said as Mom gave me a warning look. That shut me up. I wasn't going to lose my night out over some stupid fight with the twins.

He then turned patiently towards the twins. "Girls, I already told you, you're both too young to date boys. Your mother and I don't even approve of your older siblings' relationships with the Hawthornes. Don't make us have to ground you too," he warned them. They nodded obediently as they continued to eat their dinner silently, but I knew that they were plotting. "Adara and Orion that lesson goes for you too. You're allowed to date, but you better be careful with the Hawthornes; we don't want to make our relationship with them even shakier," he said, looking at Mom.

"Johanna and I are good friends," Mom said defensively. "It's Gale that I can't stand sometimes. Besides, Johanna has even admitted that her kids are often difficult to deal with, which isn't surprising considering their parents, but still," she said.

"What your mother is trying to say is that we trust you two to be responsible," Dad added.

Adara and I rolled our eyes at this. "Whatever, Dad, our family is crazy too, it's not just them," I pointed out.

"And Hunter is very responsible," Adara said in his defense.

"Well, I hope so, otherwise I'll have to beat him with my rolling pin, or, most likely, your mother will shoot him with an arrow," Dad replied, ignoring my comment completely. We all tried not to laugh as he said this, since we knew that was being completely serious. Not even Mom could take him seriously.

Rue

After dinner, Adara and Orion excused themselves so that they could go out. It was so unfair. Rose and I had to stay home while they went and did who-knows-what with the Hawthornes. After all, Mom and Dad had grounded them for lying, not for dating. Rose and I had to wait until we were older, which was ridiculous. I thought about this as Rose and I headed up to our room and gave each other knowing looks: they would pay for this. Orion especially, and I scowled at him as we ran into him in the hall. He was on his way out, and he smelled like some awful cologne.

"Hey, don't look so glum, chums, you'll get your chance," he taunted us.

"Shut up, Orion," Rose snapped.

"This isn't over yet," I warned him.

He laughed at us as Adara came out of her room looking like she was heading to a beauty pageant. "Quit fighting, you three," she told us as she headed downstairs. But her heart hadn't been in it; she laws obviously too excited to see Hunter.

"Finally getting laid, sister?" Orion asked as he followed her.

"Shut up, Orion, I swear, if Mom and Dad hear you say that, I'll kill you, you unscrupulous mutt!" she hissed at him as they left. Rose and I turned to each other and laughed as we entered our bedroom. I threw myself across my bed as Rose sat in front of me on hers.

"So, what's the plan?" Rose asked me eagerly.

I grinned as I sat up. "It's simple, really," I began. Mom and Dad have paid us for snitching before, so why not regain their trust? All we have to do is split up and follow Dara and Orion on each of their dates. You follow Dara, and I follow Orion. But we have to be careful so that we don't get caught. If we see something immorally juicy, we take a picture of it and show it to our parents. But they can't know that we did this on purpose. We'll have to put pillows under our blankets so that they think we're sleeping," I concluded.

Rose considered that for a second, then said, "I don't know, Rue. The whole pillow under the blanket trick is too old, and it may not work. Besides, what if something bad happens to them? Do we call the cops? And how would we explain to our parents that we snuck up to spy in the middle of the night? We need to keep in touch, you know," she said worriedly.

"Malarkeys," I declared. "We're going to text each other the whole time, dummy, and we obviously call the cops if something goes wrong, but we won't tell them who we are. And if our parents find out, so be it, they'll understand that we're doing this for them. We're Mellarks and there's no malarkey about that. We are the daughters of two former Hunger Games victors, twin. It's in our genes to survive this mission," I said dramatically.

Rose laughed, but finally agreed. I sighed with relief. "We need to hurry up if we want to catch up with them, then," she warned as we instantly prepared everything so that we could sneak out of the house. As soon as we were ready, we headed downstairs quietly, so as not to disturb our parents, who were still cleaning up the kitchen. Mom was washing the dishes as Dad dried them and sang loudly off-key at the top of his lungs: "I set fire, to the bread! Watch it toast, as my mom slapped my face! Let it burn, while I cried, 'cause my crush was digging through our trash, our trash." Rose and I tried not to giggle as we slipped farther away from them to get to the front door.

"Peeta, that's not funny, and it doesn't even make sense! You saved my life that day, and now you're mocking me?" we heard Mom say.

"Sweetheart, I'm just kidding, you know I love you," he replied; and that's when we left the house, because we knew that they would start making out and that was just gross because they were old. Rose and I shuddered in disgust as we split up and went our separate ways to stalk our older siblings. This was going to be a great night.

Adara

Hunter was waiting for me at the edge of the forest, where there was a cliff overlooking the stars. His back was leaning on his expensive red sports car. He looked up eagerly as soon as he heard me approach. "Hunter, why didn't you just pick me up at my house?" I complained as I walked up to him.

His soft gray eyes gazed at me apologetically, "I'm sorry, Dara, I just wasn't sure if your parents would really be okay with me showing up at their house, but I'll make it up to you and give you a ride home later," he suggested.

I frowned. "Well I was grounded for a whole week, so I guess I understand," I said as I leaned in to kiss him. He responded eagerly as I breathed in his husky male scent and his warm tongue met mine. He wrapped his long fingers around my dark hair just as I was running out of air. He let go of me as I gasped, trying to regain my breath.

"Do your parents know about us?" I whispered.

"Yes, and they're not surprised. They also know about Tara and Orion. But let's not talk about that right now. It's getting chilly out here; do you want to warm up inside the car?" he asked me. I nodded as I headed around to the passenger seat while he sat on the driver's seat and messed around with the heater.

"It's not as easy to see the stars from this angle, but they're still beautiful," I commented softly.

He turned to me, and even in the dark he looked heartbreakingly handsome. The shadows overplaying his face provided a contrast that set me longing for something to paint him with. "You're much more beautiful, Adara," he murmured as he gazed at me intensely. The desire in his eyes almost made me forget my own name, even though he had just said it.

"That sounds practiced, Hunter Hawthorne," I said teasingly. "How many girls have you made swoon with that line?" I asked skeptically.

He smiled, and it was so radiant that for a minute I wondered if it was daylight. "The only girl I want to make swoon is right beside me. Is she swooning?" he asked playfully.

"Definitely," I admitted, unashamed. He then kissed me again, and this time, I was bold enough to climb onto his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist. Before I knew it, I was grinding against him, and he moaned in response. He played with the end of my shirt, running his hands up over my belly, stopping right at the edge of my bra questioningly. I then stopped kissing him and looked at him directly in the eyes, and without saying a word, I pulled my shirt up over my head. His jaw dropped in awe as I tossed it aside and slowly removed my bra.

"Now, it's your turn," I said. He nodded numbly as he took off his shirt, revealing large muscles that rippled throughout his upper body. He didn't stop looking at my eyes, and I loved him for that. "Now you can touch me, Hunter," I said gently as he slowly lifted his rough hands to cup my breasts. My body shivered in pleasure, and I bit my lip. I closed my eyes as I allowed my hands to explore his muscular chest.

"D-dara…" he whimpered, and I opened my eyes to see what was wrong. He looked extremely uncomfortable, and that's when I noticed the huge bulge in his pants. I wasn't sitting too far from it after all. He was excited, and I knew exactly what to do about it. He unzipped his jeans at exactly the same time that I did, and we scrambled awkwardly to the back of the car as we quickly shed the rest of our clothes. I lay on the backseat of the car, with Hunter on top of me. "Are you sure about this?" he asked me.

"Yes," I breathed.

He then slid down towards my hips, finally slipping inside me. I felt myself becoming too stretched as he tried to adjust himself, and that's when I cried out in pain as he took my virginity. "Adara, are you all right?" he cried out, but then I realized that he hadn't been the only one. My eyes had been squinted shut, and as I opened them I saw a figure holding a flashlight at the window.

"Oh, shit, it's the cops!" Hunter cursed as he tried to cover us with his jacket, which had been draped over his seat.

But I saw the man's face, and it wasn't the cops. It was my dad. And right behind him was my little sister, Rose, holding a camera phone.

To be continued

A/N- Oh, snap! Okay, so I promise I won't leave you hanging for long, since there's still Orion's part! I'll update soon, but in the meantime, please review, my pretties!