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So just to clear a few things up for the story, Peeta defiantly likes Katniss. However, the question about is Peeta popular in this story, I would say he's normal. He isn't like the main star of the football team, but he isn't a loner. He would be the nice guy with a group of people don't fit in the weirdo group but not the popular group. Just a normal boy heading to the world of high school!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES OR ANY OF THE CHARACTER WHETHER THAT IS IN THE MOVIE OR IN THE BOOKS.
Katniss's Point Of View
When we arrived into school I felt good about myself. I was for once presentable; I wasn't drunk or about to pass out. But as soon as I walked through the door, everyone turned around to stare at me. Most people would say that they would stare if they saw something that wasn't normal. I was a normal person, but that was a thing, to see the school drunk sober was a 'shocker. Peeta continued to walk on as if the people weren't even looking his way. People knew that Peeta was one of the main prefects for the school and to be seen coming to school with the drunken wild child was probably not put anywhere near his name in the school yearbook. He headed towards his locker and I was about to head towards my own when he turned around to look at me.
"Where are you going? I thought maybe you would want to come and meet some of my friends, you know since you will be staying for the whole day."
It was a well-known fact that I never made it passed lunch before I was made to go the nurse's office or had to be sent home. I just looked at him, my mouth was moving but no words came out just muffled breaths.
"I'm sorry, that probably sounded really rude. I'm sure you have your own friends that you want to go and see."
"No… I mean I would love to meet some of your friends. You said it yourself; I need to talk to people if I want to make it through the day."
"Come on, I can't wait for you to meet them."
He grabbed my wrist and dragged me down a few corridors before we stopped out the centre. It's were the whole school was connected. If you started on one corridor you would end up back here. There was a group of people who looked up as soon as Peeta headed over towards them. I just stopped and looked at them. I don't know how to talk to people, the only people I ever talk to was well…I hadn't talked to anyone in school till yesterday. Peeta turned around and looked at me.
"Are you coming? I promise they wouldn't bit. Well, actually I wouldn't put it past Finnick or Johanna!"
I just stood there before he came over and looked at me.
"Katniss what's wrong?"
"I don't know how to talk to people. I haven't talked to anyone in school before, not after…not after I started drinking."
"Just be yourself, they will love you."
"Peeta, myself is stuck at the back of the classroom ignoring them or stuck into a bottle"
"Come on then I'll do all the talking."
He grabbed me by the wrist again and pulled me after him and walked over to his friends. They all looked at me, as I was being pulled over by Peeta. I wonder if they could tell how uncomfortable I felt right now.
"I would like you all to meet Katniss. She's in most of my classes."
He started telling me everyone's names but I was lost in fear. They all looked at me with judging faces; they probably knew that I was the drunken girl that their parents told them to stay away from. I was brought back to reality when one of the guys put their hand forward to me. I just looked at the hand, shaking with fear. I had never been a people's person that was Prim's area of expertise. I was the quite loner child that went hunting with her father.
"Katniss, this is Finnick, he is in the year above us."
"Please to meet you Katniss..."
I just stood there looking at them. I did the only thing I knew what to do… run. Before Peeta could get a hold of me, before anyone could laugh at me. I ran out of the centre and towards the playing fields. Nobody was about the place, so I slowed down to a walk and continued towards the tree. It had always been a safe haven for me and Gale when we were in school together. We would meet each other here after school before heading out to hunt. He too had left me. I slide down next to the tree, stroking it feeling the bark under my hand and the smell of pine. I could see Peeta coming over towards me, so I turned in to face the tree hoping that he would get the message, but he sat down beside me, rubbing circles on my back trying to comfort me.
"Katniss come on we need to go. We can try again; they understand that you aren't comfortable at talking to people."
"You don't get it do you. I was close to three people all my life: my father, Prim and Gale. They all left me. Two of them died, I don't want that to happen to everyone. Peeta, I'm just a mess."
"Now come, I promise you we wouldn't leave you. It wasn't your fault. You need to start over again. Come on before class starts. You have Biology right?"
"Yeah, did we have any homework for her?"
"Here we go; I will one day make you do your own homework."
He handed me a completed homework sheet as we headed off to class. I headed towards my normal seat, but I felt a tug on my arm when Peeta stopped at the third row and pointed to an empty seat. There were already a few people sitting beside the table. I sat down and looked at the desk. I felt Peeta tug at my arm, trying to make me look at the people beside me.
"Katniss, I would like you to meet Madge, Marvel and Annie."
They all said hello to me, but I could just about wave at them. Peeta smiled at me, and then towards them. Our teacher Miss Brooks was sitting at her desk, her head stuck in a book. She was always reading and it never had anything to do with Biology so normally we just got on with our work from the textbook. I had never really done anything in Biology since the teacher never really took that much of an interest. After grabbing my textbook out of my bag, I started into my work. The page she had set for us was all about carbohydrate molecules. I looked around the class to see everyone working away. Biology had never been a strong point of mine and was looking forward to dropping it next year when we were getting the choice. I looked over at the people Peeta had introduced to me earlier. Madge had beautiful long blonde hair was flowed down her back and was wearing the typical school girl outfit. Marvel was rather tall and skinny compared to most of the guys at our school which were usually muscular and fit. He has short light brown hair and green eyes. There was something about Annie that I liked, however she kept staring of into the distance and occasionally closed her eyes. She had dark flowing hair and dark green eyes. I looked over at the clock and seen that already fifteen minutes of the class had already passed and I had only written my name on the worksheet. I could feel Peeta looking over at the page. He probably thought that I wasn't trying or that I didn't care about school. We all knew that Peeta would probably head of to university, he was always conscientious and a hardworking student. He slightly chuckled to himself and I gave him the death glare.
"Would you like some help?"
"Who said I needed your help?"
"Well from looking at your page and knowing that I do your homework's I'm guessing you probably don't have a clue. Don't worry I found the molecules always the hardest to learn. My brother's friend Mag taught me before she headed off to the Capital to study bio medical sciences. If you want I could teach you, if you want of course."
"I would like that, if it wasn't you doing my homework I would probably have been dropped already."
"Well, we can change that."
Peeta helped me understand molecules for the rest of class and before long the bell sounded when we were on the last question. He helped me back up my bag and I blushed slightly. He called over his friends as some of them were in our drama class. I also heated this subject. I always tried to sit at the back hoping that the teacher wouldn't see me and most of the time she never did. Annie and Madge were in my drama class as well as Johanna and Cato. They both looked fierce and made sure I didn't stand too close to them. Annie had tried to start a conversation with me. She was a very happy and bubbly person, and didn't seem to notice how nervous I was when she was talking to me. She was telling me about her swimming club and another member Finnick. They were now in charge of one of the beginner groups at the local pool. I tried my best to answer her and actually made more than a word answer almost three times, before the teacher interrupted us. We were all in the lecture theatre, sitting in a circle on the stage. I had never stood on the stage, and never had I noticed how big it was. There were lights everywhere. The teacher was telling us about the newest school musical: Wicked. It had been done in many of the other districts and many important members of the Capital were coming around judging the plays of each district. She handed us all scripts and split us into groups. My group consists of Annie, Peeta, Cato, Clove, Madge another girl who I no one really knew and myself. We were given a scene by the teacher and were made to look over the lines. I had been given the character of Glinda. She was the Good witch in the Wizard of Oz. I had to laugh as Peeta had been given the character of Boq. A Munchkin who meets Elphaba at Shiz University and falls in love with Glinda. Johanna was playing the part of Elphaba, the green-skinned girl who eventually becomes known as the Wicked Witch of the West. As we were all given are parts, we were made to act inside our groups at the side of the stage. I had never thought that I could enjoy drama, but I was. I found it simply to talk when I was playing the part of someone else and was able to bring their character out therefore hiding my own insecurity. After finishing one scene we were made to repeat it again in front of the class. I froze; they expected me to act in a group but in front of the whole class! I felt Peeta giving me a quick smile before we headed of onto the stage. I could feel myself shaking like a leave and as soon as the light came on I felt the lump inside my throat. How on earth was I meant to survive?
Peeta's Point of View
I could see Katniss shaking as the light on the stage were of, when we walked out into the middle of the stage. She had done really well in our group and she had actually came out of her shell but when we had been told to do it in front of the class the colour from her checks had left her very quickly. I had tried to encourage her before we had gone on, but I couldn't see that it had improved her anymore. As soon as the little turned on, I looked around to see her standing beside Johanna. She had stopped shaking and had put on one of her many voices and continued as if she was in the small group and that no one was watching her at all. When we finally finished she seemed to once again lose all her colour on her checks as the rest of the class started to clap as if she was being brought to reality. We then headed behind the stage so that the next group could go after us. I walked over towards her were already the rest of our group were telling her how well she had done. She looked at the floor when the rest of the group were talking to her, but looked up with a smile on her face when I walked over. I had seen that earlier Annie was telling her all about her swimming club and Finnick. Katniss had actually listened to her and had acknowledged her. She probably didn't know but Annie had been deemed mentally unstable and many people treated her different and acted oddly around her. She had made one person and one person only permanently allowed into her bubble and that was Finnick who had known her when they had been living in District Four. Finnick had once told me that Annie had become like this after her brother had been murdered in front of her when a burglary had gone wrong. Many people hadn't been told about this and thought that she had been born like this.
"You did well; I never knew you had been an actress. You should try out for the actually play, that's if Mrs Watson doesn't put your name already."
"I don't think that will be need. I don't know what came over me, it just came out."
"You should give it a go, I know some of us are trying, the try outs are Wednesday afternoon you should come."
"I'll think about it…"
Before she could finish Annie had started talking and was already telling Katniss about one of her rope knots. I was shocked when once again Katniss was listening to her with her full attention many of the others just rolled their eyes, and walked away. Annie, Katniss and I started to walk towards the canteen I looked down and saw Katniss's hand was shaking. She had noticed, but I guess it had just been nerves from being on the stage. We walked into the canteen and headed over towards one of the tables. Annie had already started running when she saw Finnick. Katniss stopped and looked at me. I tried to encourage her forward telling her not to worry about them. She started to shake her head and turned around covering her mouth, but it came up to quickly and she started to vomit. Her whole body had started to shake. I saw Finnick trying to hold Annie back as she was trying to walk over to Katniss asking her what was wrong. He handed her over to Marvel, and walked over to me. Katniss had now stopped vomiting on the floor but was continuing to shake very violently.
"I don't know what wrong with her, she didn't have a drink this morning or last night, she shouldn't be doing this."
"Peeta's she having…she's having Alcohol Withdrawal."
Ahh, what will happen to Katniss? Will she turn back to the alcohol and forget totally about her new friends that she has made? When will she be told about Annie? How will Peeta react to these new withdrawal symptoms? How will the play go? All these questions have to be answered in the next chapter, and as I said before it has to get worse for it to get any better. I hope you all enjoyed and if you have any questions or want to tell me how you feel about the story, please don't hesitate to tell me about your faults! Thanks for reading and hope to speak to you all soon.
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