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The cafeteria was pretty much empty, except for a few people. They were doing what they usually did, drinking coffee, copying each other's homework, and gossiping. Katniss Everdeen was sitting with her boyfriend, Peeta Mellark, at a table all the way in the corner.

"Come on, Kat, I'm bored! Why didn't you finish your homework at, um, I don't know, maybe, um, HOME?" muttered Peeta angrily.

"Prim was having nightmares so I spent all night comforting her," answered Katniss, yawning as she thought of her fragile little sister. "I hope she's okay. I don't want any of this to affect her in school."

"Don't worry, Katniss. I know Prim will be okay. Just finish your history, because I am dying of boredom."

"Go play with Gale or something."

"Did I hear my name?" asked Gale, who was walking up to them with a cup of coffee in his hand. "Did you miss me?"

"Hawthorne! I'm so freaking bored right now. Help me!" said Peeta, pointing to Katniss. She wasn't paying attention to the boys, and instead was deeply engrossed in her history.

"Come on, Catnip. Your boyfriend is suffering," teased Gale, taking a seat across from Peeta.

"Shut up."

Gale turned to Peeta and shrugged.

"I tried, man. I think she forgot to take her medicine…"

Peeta burst into laughter, and Katniss put her finished homework into her backpack.

"I'm done now, Peeta. Was waiting for me to finish really that hard?" grumbled Katniss, taking a sip of her coffee.

He nodded and pulled the cup out of her hand. After he took a sip, his face twisted into a scowl and shoved it back into her hand.

"That is the bitterest coffee I have ever tasted. Why the hell is it so bitter?" asked Peeta, opening packets of sugar from the box on the side and dumping them into the coffee. Soon there was a small pile of empty sugar packets.

"Peeta, that's too much! Do you want me to get diabetes?"

He took a sip of the now sweetened drink and smiled.

"You won't get diabetes, Kat. You could eat twenty burritos and not gain an ounce," said a voice. Katniss looked over to find her friend Clove slipping into the seat next to Gale. "But Peeta might so you should probably get that away from him."

Katniss pulled the cup out of his hand and handed it to Clove when Peeta lunged for it.

"Hey! Why'd you do that?" he pouted, crossing his arms and thrusting his bottom lip forward.

"You aren't good with coffee sweetie. I'm protecting you from being hyper for the rest of the day."

"I NEED MY COFFEE!"

"…Peeta, it's mine."

He scooted closer to her and took her hand, entwining his fingers with hers.

"You aren't going to just take my coffee without giving me something in return."

Katniss rolled her eyes and was about to get up but Peeta pulled her down and began kissing her.

"Oh, come on. Can't you guys have a normal conversation without making out?" muttered Gale, putting his head down on the table.

"At least they don't eat each other's faces nonstop like Cato and Glimmer. I mean, haven't they ever heard of breathing?" commented Clove, taking a long drink of Katniss's coffee. "Okay guys…stop it, really."

"Why?" asked Katniss, pulling away from Peeta, causing a scowl to form on his face. "Do you find this distracting?"

"I hope you didn't just steal my line, Everdeen. I could just strip down to my underwear right now and show you how it's really supposed to be said," said Finnick Odair, squeezing in between Gale and Clove. Clove immediately puts a hand over her eyes.

"Tell me when it's over," whined Clove. Finnick elbowed her and took the coffee from her hand. He took a sip and raised an eyebrow.

"Why is this so damn sweet? Do you want to get fat? Are you people trying to get Coach Enobaria to make you run until you faint?" asked Finnick, handing the cup to Gale so he could try it.

Then Finnick felt a tap on his shoulder and was greeted with a kiss on the cheek from his girlfriend, Annie Cresta. She stood behind him with her elbows rested on his shoulders. Everyone was watching as Gale took a sip of the coffee.

"Why are we watching Gale drink coffee?" asked Annie innocently. Everyone laughed and they explained the situation to her.

"Let me try it," she said, taking the cup from Gale. She put it to her lips and drained what was left of it.

"How was it?" asked Gale. "It seemed too sweet to me."

"It wasn't sweet enough," answered Annie with a grin, tossing the empty cup in the trash.

"At least now nobody else will drink from that unhygienic cup," Katniss mumbled with a smirk.

"I didn't think you were afraid of germs," said Peeta, raising an eyebrow at her.

"I'm not afraid of germs I just think it's a little unhygienic."

"Same thing."

"No it's not."

"Yes it is."

"No it's not."

"Yes it is."

"No it's not."

"SHUT THE HELL UP OR I WILL FREAKING CUT YOUR DAMN TONGUES OFF!" yelled Gale.

Katniss and Peeta both stuck their tongues out at him.

Haymitch Abernathy sighed as he walked into his classroom. Nobody was paying any attention to him because the bell hadn't rung yet. He watched as everyone chatted and laughed as if their lives were perfect.

No, he thought. Their lives aren't perfect. Their uniforms make them look perfect. Their excellence in everything makes them seem perfect. But their lives will never be perfect. Not until Principal Snow pays for whatever he's done to them.

"Mr. Abernathy!" yelled a student. He looked over to find Annie Cresta staring up at him from her seat. "The bell rang. Are you okay?"

"Yes. Um, since today you will be competing in your events to see who will go to the Games, you may have the period to relax," said Haymitch, sitting at his desk. The class cheered and began to freely walk around and talk as they pleased.

Annie stayed at her desk though, and watched Haymitch rub his temples. His depressed look told Annie that he wasn't excited for the Games. He never was. She turned to Katniss who was sitting next to her. They were in the same class even though Katniss was a junior and she was a senior. Katniss's eyelids were drooping and she looked tired.

"Kat!"

Katniss jumped and glared at Annie.

"Annie, this better be good, I was going to sleep through the period."

Annie pointed to Haymitch and said, "I think Mr. Abernathy isn't feeling well."

Katniss laughed and answered, "He probably drank too much last night. Why doesn't that man ever stop drinking?"

"Come on, Katniss," said Annie, pulling her arm and dragging her to the front of the room.

Haymitch looked up at them. Annie spoke first.

"Uh…Mr. Abernathy? You don't seem well."

"Do I ever seem well?"

Katniss smirked and muttered, "Alcohol's a bitch, isn't it?"

Annie dug her nails into Katniss's arm and she winced.

"Listen, sweetheart, you have no idea what I've been through," Haymitch scoffed.

Katniss rolled her eyes and pulled Annie back to her seat.

"What was that about?" asked Finnick. He was with Peeta and Gale, who had been watching the entire conversation.

"You're girlfriend decided to be nice to our drunken teacher," answered Katniss, putting her hands on her hips.

"Don't be so mean, Catnip. Just because Abernathy hates you doesn't mean you have to hate him. Haven't you ever heard of karma?" explained Gale.

"You seniors and your ability to be nice... The only reason you're taking his side is because you drink too," shot Katniss. Gale smiled.

"Yes, with age comes responsibility, but we can handle that. Since you and Peeta are juniors, you'd never be able to handle drinking."

"Ha-ha. Some seniors can't handle it."

"Like who?"

Katniss leaned in and everyone else followed once they were close enough, she dramatically whispered, "The ones who eat each other's faces."

Everyone laughed hearing Katniss's accurate description of Cato and Glimmer, and Gale said, "I bet they drink more than Haymitch."

"That's not possible," replied Peeta, and everyone laughed again. Suddenly he frowned. "Oh, look. The face-eaters have arrived."

Cato and Glimmer walked up to them. Cato flashed a smile while Glimmer kept a smug look on her flawless face.

"Hey," said Cato casually. Glimmer was practically attached to his arm.

"Hi Cato," Annie answered politely. "Are you ready for the Games? Clove told me you won the fencing competition. Good luck against the Half-Bloods."

"Shut up, Cresta. He doesn't need luck. The Half-Bloods are douches anyway," shot Glimmer, sticking her chin out. Finnick stepped forward, his sea-green eyes filled with anger.

"Calm down, Odair," said Cato. "It was a joke."

"Uh huh, I'd like to hear that from your girlfriend," replied Finnick. Glimmer held up her hands in mock surrender and smirked.

"FINNICK ODAIR, PLEASE REPORT TO PRINCIPAL SNOW. FINICK ODAIR, PLEASE REPORT TO PRINCIPAL SNOW. THANK YOU."

Finnick angrily strode out of the room with a scowl. Katniss turned to Glimmer and smirked.

"I wish we could've seen him murder Glimmer. It's a shame he didn't have the time."

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