I spend the afternoon chilling at Rue's, playing on the wii against the others and chasing her little sister round her living room. By the time it's time to go I'm in tears, my sobbing out of control. Her mother comes in
"Katniss darling, I think you'd better come into the kitchen and have a glass of water" I smile at her through the tears and nod, taking her hand. Rue's mum has been like my own as my mum left when I was born. She's taught me everything. Everything about having a mother. Rue and I are very close. Like sisters, except we don't argue. So when she found out I was leaving it took everything to stay together.
"Here, drink this" I smile up at her and stutter out a thank you. I take small sips from it as Rue's mum take a seat opposite me. "Katniss you haven't got to worry about it! Your friends will still be here for you when you need them! And just think of the friends you'll make there too! It's such a fantastic opportunity for you Kat and I know you'll make the most of it, and make your dad proud, you will won't you? I nod and laugh with her. "Good, see! Just a little encouragement and you'll be off! Like a little bird in jolly old England! Only bad thing is the weather dear. Oh and they have nice looking men" I giggle as she laughs.
She takes my hand "But really Katniss, don't get upset about leaving, be happy you're going to arrive. Now, have you packed? You'll be leaving early in the morning!" I shake my head and pull an odd face. She slams her hands down on the table, what is your father doing? She smiles as she grabs her coat and backons me out the door "Rue you coming to help pack?"
A reply of "Yep, hang on" comes from up the stairs as Rue comes bundling down the stairs and arrives at the bottom. "Let's go!" They decide to drive, despite only living a mere five minutes' walk.
When we arrive my dad pokes his head out the door and grins cheekily. "Ah I do need some help, as it goes!"
The rest of the time passes as a blur of time. It speeds by as I try to gain control of what's happening.
It's 4:30 in the morning.
Rue stayed to take me to the airport with her mum.
We're silently awoken and packed in the car after a light breakfast.
The time to say goodbye is already here.
Sobs come from my chest
Tears from my eyes
Feelings from my mouth
My dad takes my bags as her mum motions for me to go
"Go get them Kat" Rue smiles through her misty eyes as I turn to go "I will Rue, for you lot, tell them I'll miss them. And I'll text every day, I'll call when I get there!" I try to sound joy full as I turn and walk away.
I hand over my passport and get my first stamp into Europe.
My first inky stamp printed on my fresh new passport with the picture I took only last week.
The flight number is called over the airport as I sit waiting. "That's us Kat" My dad says, standing up and taking my first two bags as I take my third. My dad will only be staying for two days before starting the flight back here. Alone.
As we board the flight I wonder where all the other people are going, and why they are going there. I doubt any other teenagers are going for the same reason as me I think as I take my seat.
I look out the small window at the giant wing. I trace my eyes down it and onto the runway. The lights confuse me as I look onto the seat in front of me, numerous magazines have been placed in the pocket and I take the first one. It has a picture of an English actor and has the caption 'Martin Freeman- taking the world by storm?' I put it down, it's just adding to my headache.
Within half an hour the journey has begun. I'm on my way to my new future. My new start. I fall asleep dreaming of Cato's hands on me. We'd never gone further than touching but he'd told me he had wanted to.
My dream went something along the lines of him laying me down, and placing soft kisses along my jaw line and down my neck getting to my bare chest. His thumbs running over my hard nipples as he bucks his hips into me. His hands wondering down my stomach getting to my shorts as he removes the carefully, ripping of my wet pants and plunging his fingers deep inside. Me moaning his name, throwing my head back in pleasure.
I wake up and feel an uncomfortable wet patch in my pants. "How long have I been asleep?" I enquire as my dad checks his watch "4 hours, roughly the same to go" I groan and state I need the toilet. He lets me passed as I carefully step my way down the aisle and see the other people aboard.
I finish in the toilet and wash my hands. I step back out and the lights have been dimmed. I find my seat and settle back down, dad has fallen asleep. I try to too but fail. I spend the rest of the flight staring at the view below me. At the different cities, and finally London. "Dad! London! Look!" I see him wake as his eyes get used to the light "Mhm" And he slumps back down. I suppose it's nothing new.
I fall asleep somehow and only wake up as I see the tips of the giant mansion appear in front of me. The great towers loom over the courtyard as the car makes its way slowly down the gravel path lined with impressive oak trees, with model students sitting in groups eating lunch on the large green areas. To the left of the grand, old building there is a large lake, with sailing boats on it. In front, stands a climbing wall and to the right, a huge indoor swimming pool. The actual building stands at an impressive six or so floors and the towers a further 4. The sky is a bright blue, with white clouds above me. The sun is blinding as we turn the corner into the car park marked 'visitors'
Out of the shed marked 'passes' a big, burly man steps out. He walks over to the driver and in a thick accent asks for names and passes. I look closely at him and back at the house. This place looks more like a prison I think
No. Optimism! For Rue!