Do you ever have one of those days where you can't grasp anything? You have a conversation but really you have no idea what's coming out of your mouth? No, you haven't? I knew it! I'm crazy. I have to be, because if I was sane I would have never agreed to get coffee with Madge and her friends. I bet their all a group of anti-social exteriors to the world and giggling, shrieking balls of energy when no one's around. I'm insane because I did agree, I'm standing right here at Coffee's on Fire placing my order and waiting for Madge.
"NUMBER TWENTY SEVEN! ICE COFFE, TWO SUGARS, NO HONEY," yells the brunette behind the counter, as if it's not the first time she's called that number. And it's not I've heard it at least four times, idiot- wait! I'm twenty seven! I walk up to the counter, to grab my drink, "That's me," I say to no one in particular. SLAM! The brunette that was calling the numbers whacks her hands on the table before me, "Took you long enough!"
"Johanna, down! Sorry about her, she's a…um, she's really something. Are you OK?" the green eyed boy directs the last part at me. The girl, apparently named Johanna, glares daggers at the boy as he sends me a very charming apologetic smile. The boy on first glance appears very pulchritudinous, and only becomes more so on further inspection.
"I'm fine, but you really should keep her on a leash." I state coldly. Ok, not the best way to make friends but I'm not a very friendly person. The boy releases Johanna and she leaves to the back room- not with out muttering something under her breath first, mind you. The boy simply roles his eyes at her retreating form and turns back to me.
"I'm Finnick and you know the leash thing may not be a bad idea…" he shoots me a boyish grin and inches closer to me. For some stupid reason I feel heat rise to my cheeks, I'm almost positive that girls must fall at his feet left an right, I for one refuse to be part of them.
"Nice to meet you Finnick, I'm-"
"Katniss, I know. You've only just arrived but there has been a decent buzz about you for at least two weeks."
"Oh," I swallow as he is now only inches from my face and has managed to me pinned against the counter.
"Yeah…" his breath is warm against my ear.
I've been here before. It won't be a pattern, I know better this time.
Too easy to have or too easy to lose?
Both.
"That's nice but I'm meeting friends here, if you wouldn't mind removing yourself from my body. There's this thing, it's called personal space, it's really useful to know. Keeps the 'knees to the groin' down to a minimum." I say with very evident fake sweetness before pushing away from his body. Only to collide with someone I've met before.
"Peeta." I smile as I walk away from the space invader.
"Hey Katniss," all of the usual playfulness of his voice gone.
"You okay?" this time I'm not smiling.
" Yeah. I'm fine, I was actually supposed to ask you that."
"Me? I'm great. Well, I'll be fine as soon as my skin stops crawling.'
"You shouldn't get involved with him."
I scoff. "I wasn't planning on it."
Peeta grabs my arm and move my head so I'm staring into his eyes. "I'm serious," and I don't doubt is for a second.
So sorry I didn't update last weekend; I had an orthodontist appointment and my mouth hurt all weekend. Plus I had a gazillion pages of homework to do. Tell me what you think in a review. Suggestions very much welcomed. I tried to make this chapter a bit longer than the others but I'm not positive it is so my next one will be for sure! Maybe. I'll try! :) Have a great break/weekend/day/night. Have a great life! There everyone has one of those!