All characters are work of Suzanne Collins, not me
We are led into a car that will take us to our new home in Victors Village. I think it's stupid since it would really only have been a 5 minute walk and ends up being a one-and a half minute ride. I am led to a house on the left side while I see Katniss lead to the second house on the right.
'Well I guess I was right, Haymitch really will be her neighbor.' I think. I almost laugh but hold it back.
"Here's your new home." Says one of the peacekeepers unenthusiastically
"Thanks" I say softly. They leave and I look inside. My family is behind me and following. They want to get a good view of the house they won't be living in. I don't do it to be rude, it's just that they have the bakery-which I will be helping with as much as I can.
I think they consider it reassurance, if they were to lose the business, they could come here until they found another place.
Mother goes upstairs after grazing the living and dining area while Dad stays and looks in the kitchen.
"Almost as good as ours." He says, looking around but referencing the oven
"Well, I don't think they expected anyone to make bread here." I joke
"Yeah. I guess so." He replies and turns back to me. Before he talks he turns his head toward the stairs. When he made sure the coast was clear, he spoke. "Listen, Son. Your mother loves that you came back but hates that SHE is here too. You know she never liked her." He says with urgency and a twinge of hostility in his voice.
"Definitely." I mutter
"Good. You need to avoid the topic whenever you talk to her, she despises her and will go on and on about how she is scum, OK. I know you love her, Son-" I take a step back
"H-how did you know?"
"I'm not stupid, I see you looking at her, the smile you have after school when you've been around her. But Son, you need to keep that fact away from your mother! Got it?"
"No doubt." I mutter. I will not talk to my mother about the love of my life that she hates, that's for sure. I didn't need him to tell me that.
Mother comes down the steps and Dad puts his arms around my back in a hug. I find it odd but go with it, after all, he won't be seeing me all the time anymore. After that mother comes up to me and tells me goodbye. They immediately leave after that and I go to pick out a room for myself. I find the room at the end of the hall the most suitable and begin to unpack.
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