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Chapter Two

After Peeta leaves, I grab my books for English and begin to make my way to the 3rd floor where my class is located.

On the way to class, I bump into Delly Cartwright.

She smiles at me, "Hi Katniss!"

I give her a little fake smile before walking around her.

He left me for that.

I quickly shake my head. I can't have my mind wandering back.

I enter the class and quickly sit down at the front next to another Seam girl. While I wait for my teacher to come in and begin the lesson, I doodle on my notepad, not paying any attention to anyone.

After a while, Peeta also walks in with his blonde-haired, blue-eyed friends. They all smirk at me. I roll my eyes as one of the boys pretends to fall on the floor like I did this morning; the kids in the class laugh.

Soon, the teacher- overly bubbly Ms. McNeil- walks in.

She gets everyone to sit properly and not talk. Then she bounces on the balls of her feet and smiles at us "Great news, kids!" she says, smiling. "In the next two months, we're going to be working on a very old book!" She reaches for a book on her desk and holds it up, "Romeo and Juliet! It's romantic and beautiful and amazing!"

As soon as she says the word 'romantic' all the boys groan in disappointment.

Ignoring them, she puts the book down and clasps her hands together, "And this year, for the first time ever, this class will be putting on the Romeo and Juliet play for all of District 12!" She's beaming.

Kids groan and sigh and whine. I feel like slapping her.

Ms. McNeil holds up her hands to silence us, "Everyone is doing this!" she yells, "This book is about two rivaling families and their children that fall in love! The most famous star-crossed lovers! I have already picked who's going to play who!"

Everyone whispers around the class; they're all wondering what roll they got. I just roll my eyes and continue doodling on my notepad. I probably got the roll of an extra, or a tree, or a branch on a tree. If I'm lucky, I won't get a roll at all; I hope she forgot about me.

Ms. McNeil continues, "You will have to stay after school every day, depending on how large your roll is, to rehearse."

"Get it over with!" a boy groans.

One of Peeta's friends, I assume.

Ms. McNeil crosses her arms, "That is no way to treat your teacher," she scolds. When she gets no reply from him, she drops her arms, "Anyway, I would like to inform you on who is playing who…" She grins as she walks behind her desk, sitting on her chair. "Let's see…" she says, flipping through some papers. "I'll go in order from those who have the least lines, to those who have the most lines."

We all impatiently sit as she first lists the lucky ones; the ones that get one or two lines at the most, to the poor, unfortunate souls that get all the lines. At first, I pay no attention, thinking I'll be one of the first to be called.

When I'm not, though, I begin to get more anxious. I tap my pen on my desk when people are being assigned to the family members- also known as the supporting characters.

"The nurse," Ms. McNeil says, her eyes scanning the paper, "goes to Delly!"

The grip on my pen tightens at the thought of having to rehearse with her. I miss one of the characters Ms. McNeil listed in the mist of my anger, but I don't think it was that important.

"Friar Lawrence," she continues, "goes to Pierce." I scoff as Peeta Mellark's best friend cheers for himself. "And Juliet," she grins.

Wait, Juliet? Isn't that the most important girl? Wouldn't she have the most lines? Where do I fit into this? Wait… Oh, please tell me my teacher forgot about me…

"goes to Katniss!"

Dammit.

I hear a few snickers from the back of the classroom, along with whispers. No one really says much, because they're all waiting for who's going to be Romeo.

"Romeo," she says slowly, "goes to," she watches me as the worst word possible leaves her mouth, "Peeta."

My head whips around, facing the back of the classroom. I immediately lock eyes with him; he looks pissed. His nostrils flare as he stands up, I doing the same.

"I object!" we both say at the same time.

Ms. McNeil rolls her eyes, "You can't object."

Peeta glares at her, "I refuse to work with her!" he says pointing to me.

I narrow my eyes at him, "And I refuse to work with him!" I say pointing to him.

"Cat fight!" Pierce meows.

"Shut up!" I hiss.

Ms. McNeil stands up, throwing her papers on her desk, "Settle down!" she screeches. "Peeta, Katniss, the whole point of this project is to teach everyone how to get along!"

"The last person I want to get along with is her," Peeta mutters.

I scoff, "You're not exactly the man of my freaking dreams, Peeta."

Pierce laughes at my statement.

Peeta glares at him- effectively shutting his trap- before turning back to me, "I don't-" but he is cut off by our English teacher.

"Want to hear another word out of you two!" she says, ending Peeta's unfinished sentence, "Now sit down! You'd think I was asking you to walk all the way to the Capitol on hot coals!"

Pierce guffaws at that, "Its worse! My sister's read that book or whatever and she said that Romeo and Juliet kiss!" Then he erupted into a fit of fairly girly giggles.

"No!" Me and Peeta yell.

Ms. McNiel sighs and puts her head in her hands. Then she rests her chin on her folded palms while giving Pierce the evil eye.

Pierce just laughs, "Peeta and Katniss sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g," he mutters under his breath.

"At least I'm not an old guy," Peeta growles towards him.

Pierce's blond eyebrows shoot up, "You wanna go, bread boy?"

"Pierce, I think you've caused enough stress for the day," Ms. McNeil says to him.

He just rolls his eyes, a light smirk never leaving his face.

"Peeta, Katniss, sit down. Now!" Ms. McNeil yells.

We slowly sit down, still glaring at her.

No way in hell would I...kiss...Peeta! Why me? Why him?

Well damn this all to hell.

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