Hey hey! New update. This chapter is from Peeta's perspective because I wanted you to see a little bit of what his life is about. Plus, I absolutely love him. Still waiting on any movies that were out during the time of The Hunger Games movie. It would be super helpful. I love you all, not shut up and read.
Disclaimer- AnnieStarMellark ( das me) does not own The Hunger Games. All rights go to Suzanne Collins and her awesomeness.
Peeta's POV
After school I grabbed my backpack from my locker and was about to head home when I heard a voice behind me.
"Yo man, wait up!" It was my best friend, Thresh Lavin. He gave me a high five and then asked, "So you're still coming over Friday night right?" Crap, Friday night. I had promised Thresh that I would come over to help him babysit his neighbor.
"Umm, can I do a rain check?"
"What?" asked Thresh, "you got some big, important date or something?"
"Well," I responded, "kind off. I'm going to the movies with Katniss and a few friends on Friday."
"Wait, Katniss Green, as in the girl you've had a crush on since kindergarten?" I nodded and told him about our conversation.
"Hey, maybe I can ask if you can come along," I suggested.
"That be great, but can I bring Rue too? I still have to babysit her, and I don't think her parents would really mind." I told him that I would talk to Katniss about it, and then headed home. My house was on the outskirts of town, and I'll admit it, it was huge. With my parents owning the largest country club in the area, I'm sort of wealthy. But sometimes I hate it. I was an only child, and with such a big house, it could get lonely at times. It was just me, my mom, my dad, our butler, the maid, and the cook. As I waltzed though the door with a big smile on my face, our butler, Chasington, had taken notice.
"You seem especially joyful today Mr. Anderson. And particular reason why?"
"Oh," I responded, "I just talked to some girl today and she invited me to the movies with her and some friends on Friday."
"I see," said Chasington. "And would this girl's name happen to rhyme with Patniss Treen?" I nodded. Chasington knew me too well. I headed up to my room to text Katniss about Friday.
Peeta: Hey, so what's the plan 4 Fri?
Katniss: We r getting dropped of at the mall at 6:30 to grab some food, then we'll look 4 a movie at 7:00/7:30ish.
Peeta: Is it ok that my friend Thresh and his neighbor Rue come? I invited him, but he has to babysit Rue. He has a car so he can drive if u want.
Katniss: That's fine. The more the merrier. Can he pick us up a little before 6:30? It's going 2 b u, me, Madge, Foxface, Gale, Thresh, and Rue.
Peeta: Sure, c u at school 2morrow. :)
Katniss: bye :)
I smiled as I though about Katniss. I'll admit it; I've kind of had a super mega crush on Katniss since kindergarten. I was too embarrassed to talk to her until today, but I really had nothing to worry about. She was just as amazing as I always dreamed. After doing some homework and eating dinner, served to me on a silver dish by our cook, Mario, I went to watch some TV in my room. I saw this Hollywood movie review and stopped to listen.
"The Hunger Games, which opens in theaters tomorrow, is scheduled to be one of the best movies of the year. Based off of the popular novel by Suzanne Collins, teens everywhere will be flooding the box office to see this Sci- fi, action, romance film. Coming up we have an exclusive interview with Josh Hutcherson to talk about his character..."
I saw that it was 10:00 and quickly shut off the TV. Mom and Dad must be asleep. I slowly slipped out of my room and downstairs. I quietly pushed open the giant mahogany door that leads to the kitchen. I open up my secret cabinet on the top shelf and pull out the beautiful yellow cake I had baked last night.
I quietly pulled some icing, food dye, and bowls out of the pantry, and brought it to the table. As I began to mix the green food dye and vanilla icing together, I started to smile. The reason I have to bake late at night and in secret is because my patents don't approve of my baking. Apparently baking is, "a task that should not be done by people as high standards as ours. We have people for that." It annoyed me how snobby my patents could be. So, I baked secretly. Then, I give the pastries to the homeless shelter on the other side of town.
As I carefully decorated the cake with my icing bag, I heard the mahogany door swing open. I held my breath, prepared to be yelled at.
"You know your parents wouldn't like you doing this. But still, it looks very good." It was only Mario. He had found out about my secret about a month ago. He constantly warns me about being caught, but still teaches me everything I need to know, which really isn't much. Mario always says that I am a total natural and that I must have baking in my blood. But none of my family members are bakers. My father owns the country club, and before that, his father. So I know that the only thing I have in my blood, is country club management. It's funny cause I suck at golf.
But still, Mario began to mix another color of icing while I delicately decorated leaves and flowers on the cake. I felt like an artist, the icings were my paints, and the cake my canvas. Actually, I have always been one of the best artists in my class. When it was finished, I stepped back and admired my work. The pink, blue, and yellow flowers decorated the cake which was covered in a green layer. It gave me the impression of a meadow. I recovered the cake, said goodnight to Mario, and then walked up to my room where I drifted off to sleep.
I had a strange dream that night. I was standing in the middle of a rundown town. It was broken, rustic, and covered in coal. I noticed that I looked younger, 11 or 12. Slowly, my feet made there way to a building with a sign saying bakery. I walked in and began to knead some dough. A strange woman walked past me with a broom and opened the door. Only now do I realize that it was raining outside. She yelled out, "Get away from our garbage can filthy Seam girl! I'll call the peacekeepers on you!" Slowly, I peaked around to see who she was talking to. I was shocked to see that it was a younger Katniss. She looked so hopeless and hungry. The mean lady closed the door and went back to sweeping. Even if it was just a dream, I had to help Katniss. But how?
Then I came up with a genius idea. I took a loaf of cooked bread and dropped it in the bread oven. The woman noticed and began to yell at me. "What are you doing you useless boy? No one is going to buy burnt bread! Feed it to the pigs." Then she stormed away, but not before hitting me on the upside of the head with her broom. It really hurt, but I had to get this bread to Katniss. I walked out side and turned to look at her. I tossed her the burnt bread, and she quickly grabbed it. I wanted to say more, to give her a hug, to tell her to would be ok, but slowly, everything began to vanish. Before I knew it, I was awake in my bed.
It was Friday. I was going to the movies with Katniss Green!
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