Day 1 ~Crane Residence, 12:00 AM~
I wake up and find Katniss still sleeping with her arm around me and her head resting on my shoulder. Crap.
I take my shirt off, gently tucking a pillow into it then running out the door before she even stirs. Perfect.
Breakfast Menu, Bacon, scrambled eggs, bread baked to perfection, butter and orange juice. I put on an apron and poke my nose here and there and fix the ingredients for Ciabatta bread. One of my favorites, best eaten fresh with butter. I start mixing the ingredients. It's a good thing Katniss doesn't wake until 8:30.
I set it the batter aside to rise. I start with making the tall glass of orange juice, squeezing it onto a strainer then adding a pinch of sugar and teaspoon full of honey. I mix it for a few minutes then putting it in the fridge to cool. I continue making breakfast as quiet as possible.
~Crane Residence, 7:00 AM~
I cut the batter into squares and put it in the oven that's been pre-heating long enough then, putting the eggs on the pan as it starts to cook. I add some grated cheese into it so it tastes good. I scoop it out of the pan then put it beside the still-sizzling bacon. Arranging it so that one half of the plate is occupied by the eggs and the other is occupied by the bacon. I put a square of tissue on the place mat that I set on the tray then arranging the silverware on it.
I rest for a while, waiting while the bread bakes and write a small note on a piece of parchment paper, I sign my name on the bottom right corner and put it on the tray.
I take the bread out of the oven then arrange three squares on a long rectangular plate, taking out the butter, unwrapping in and putting it on a small plate in front of the bread then putting the orange juice on the tray. I put the little note so that it's leaning on the glass and bring the tray up stairs. I set the alarm clock to ring in exactly two minutes then I run down stairs. I take a piece of bread then ate my part of the breakfast down here.
I am never going to do this again. I finish the bread then I black out.
~Crane Residence, 7:10 AM~
I wake to the insistent ringing of an alarm, I panic for a while then I notice the alarm clock. I dismiss the alarm and look around me, stretching. I notice a tray of food on the dresser. I walk over to it and notice a note on the glass of orange juice.
"I love you, please enjoy.
~Seneca"
I muttered a silent thank you then ate the delicious breakfast he prepared for me.
~Crane Residence, 7:30 AM~
I awoke to the sweet smell of pine and earth and...
"Katniss?"
"I'm here." She says, meeting my blue eyes with her beautiful gray ones. I smile and try to catch her lips on mine but when I lean towards her my neck starts to hurt.
"Crap." I say.
"That's a bad word." She pointed out, giggling.
"Would you rather I say worse?" I say, then groan. "What the hell is wrong with my back?"
"You slept on the couch." She had this silly smile I want to wipe off her face. She doesn't understand the pain!
She helps me sit up. "How much do you weigh?"
"Around a hundred pounds." I say.
"Lucky." She scoffs, then lifts me up. She's amazingly strong but this is doing nothing good to my ego.
"Put me down." I say.
"No."
"Put me down now." I say.
"Fine." She puts me down on the bed. "I'll be right back."
I groan, what is she up to now?
She comes back holding a bottle of... Something.
"What's that?" I ask.
"Oh nothing, can you manage to roll over?"She asks and I oblige. I could hear her footsteps coming closer.
"Ow!" I cry out, half begging for mercy. She was sitting on my legs.
"Relax, it won't hurt a bit." She said as she put her hand on my back and began rubbing. It was soothing, really. I shut up for at least an hour, then she finishes. "Feel better?"
"Yeah but.."
"But what?"
"My lips cracked and it's bleeding." I say.
"What do you want me to do, put a bandage on it and kiss it?" She scoffs.
"I don't know about the bandage part but the rest is fine with me." I smirk.
"Get up, you're a 28 year old man who depends on an 18 year old." She says before lying down next to me.
"I haven't slept at all!" I wrap my arms around her then falling into a deep sleep.
~Crane Residence, 10:45 AM~
"Wake up." I hear.
"5 more minutes."
"Seneca, wake up, sweetheart."
"I'm awake!" I bolt upright.
"You promised to teach me how to cook Lamb Stew." She grinned.
"Can't we do it later." I ask.
"But it's almost lunch time." She says, dragging me out of bed and to the kitchen. I take a seat on one of the stools that we placed near the bar.
"Ok first, take out the lamb meat and marinate it in..." I continue speaking while Katniss scrambles around the kitchen trying to keep up. After about an hour and a half she produces a pot of decent stew. It's decent but it tastes as if a professional cooked it. I guess it was because I was starving.
~Crane Residence, 5:00 PM~
"Grab your coat, wig, heels, make-up, contacts.. Did I miss anything?" I ask. She comes out with her bubblegum colored wig pinned perfectly on, a pair of 3-inch high bubblegum pink pumps, her poofy purple dress, hugs her at the waist then flares out at the bottom. Her contacts make her normally gray eyes sky blue. She looks nothing like the Girl on Fire.
"When will I be able to go out without these silly things?" She whines. She doesn't like it but I'm sure she'd hate it more to be in Snow's custody.
"You know full well exactly how necessary it is to wear those 'silly' things." I say.
"Fine." She says, grabbing a lemon yellow coat and pinning the tiny purple hat on to her wig, making it look like it's about to fall off. "Where are we going?"
"Anywhere you want." He says, holding the door for her.
"Surprise me." She laughs as she walks out the door and takes my arm. I lead her to the waiting car and whisper something to the driver's ear.
"I thought maybe we could eat out first?" I ask, squeezing her hand.
"Ok." She squeezes back, staring out the window in a daze.
"Come on, we're here." I say, tugging at her hand laughing as she snaps out of it. She straightens her coat, checks in the mirror one last time and then steps out of the vehicle.
"Just a small treat." I smirk as she gazes out onto the water.
"How..?"
"It's a secret," I say, leading her to our table. She steps on the sand carefully before finally giving up and taking her shoes off.
The waiter serves us steak and mashed potatoes with gravy and we enjoy our food, laughing and talking as we watch the sun dipping low in the sea.
When we finish, we stand up and walk across the beach, discussing what we might do next.
"Where are we going next?" She asks, her fake blue eyes failing to show the sparkle she usually has.
"Well we could go to the amusement park over there." I say, pointing to a big ferris wheel protruding from the tree tops. Her eyes widen.
"And... Umm.. Are you sure it's safe?" She asks and I chuckle, forgetting for a moment that she doesn't know what an amusement park.
"Of course." I say, dragging her into the trees and then to a huge clearing with booths and rides and the works. One of my favorite places.
I guide her through the booths as she gawks at everything she sees. Then she tugs at my arm and points to a booth.
"What are they doing over there?" She asks.
"You hit three cards using those darts over there." I say pointing to the darts the guy hands out. "And if you succeed, you get any thing you want from the prizes." I say, gesturing to the stuffed animals and light up toys hanging around the booth.
"Can I play?" She asks.
"Sure." I lead her over to the booth and pay for a turn. The man at the booth hands me three darts and I hand them to Katniss. "Shoot straight."
She weighed the darts in her hand and smiled. She threw the darts like knives, hitting three cards. The man at the booth sighed in defeat.
"Take anything from the top shelf."
She looks at the prizes hanging on the top shelf and points at something I can't make out. The man hands her a stuffed monkey.
"Why a monkey?" I chuckled at the ironic choice.
"Because it's cute." She looks up at me with her puppy dog face and puts the monkey's face beside hers. The large sparkly eyes the stuffed monkey had were put to shame as the stars reflected on her eyes.
"Ok, let's go." I say, getting ahold of her hand. "What do you want to do next? There are tons of booths with other games and other prizes, and there are rides too."
"What's that?" She points at a long string around 50 feet above our heads.
"Zipline." I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper. Then a person zipped down the line, screaming in delight.
She turns to me, her face ashen. The mischievous grin I had only grew wider.
"Crap." Was the last thing she said before I grabbed her and ran toward the zipline booth.
We were both in our harnesses, I'm already clipped to the line.
"I don't wanna do this." She says.
"Ok then, you'll be navigating this place alone." I say before pushing myself off the ledge. It was the most fun I've had in... Hours. I landed after a few minutes. It was quite a long line.
Almost immediately I hear a piercing scream coming closer at around 5 m/ph. Maybe slower but I'm not really good at estimating.
"Sweet mother of Panem! Save me!" She cries. I just laugh, trying to struggle out of my harness. She finally stops and lands. I gently release her from the line and her harness, which was totally unfair because her harness as an upper body one.
"Our little Mockingjay doesn't know how to fly?" I ask, holding her still for she seems to have lost all sense of balance and consciousness. "Ok, we'll go." I say, half carrying and half dragging her to the exit.
I lay her down on the just do the water wouldn't touch her. I wait for a while, watching her clutch at the toy monkey she won. I brushed the fake pink hair out of her fake blue eyes. How I long to get home and have her take the disguise off. I hear a high piercing noise then an explosion. I look up at the sky and see the last few traces of the fire works.
"Sweetheart? Wake up." I say, gently shaking her shoulder. She awakes instantly. I point to the sky and she looks up, waiting. Then, the Capitol unleashed all it's bright colors into the night sky. We sat there watching it from the best seat in the city.
"Thank you."
A/N: I can't take full credit for this chapter... So therefore, even though he's not gonna read this, I thank RJ Redelicia because he helped me with how the date would go in a boy's POV... R and R! :D Enjoy and if you still don't know, I don't own The Hunger Games... If I did, Peeta would have been perfectly safe and Seneca would never have died :D Anyway, here you are..
In answer to a few of the questions that I received in the reviews.. Katniss is being hidden by Seneca ever since the Quarter Quell... When she shot the arrow, Plutarch didn't come, Seneca did and he's been hiding Katniss ever since. Umm... Peeta is with the rebels... XD