I wear a white dress that just barely scrapes the dress code length, and a jean jacket that actually is camo green. My shoes are white wedges, and I wear bracelets on my cut wrist. I bring my guitar, and I leave my hair out instead of braiding it. I don't do makeup. I grab my bag, and I walk out the door.
Johanna, Peeta, Annie, and Finnick are outside the door, waiting for me. I won't fight Glimmer today, because I'm in a dress. The five of us walk in, and Glimmer starts in, and I flat out tell her to shut up, and she goes silent, surprised. I sit down with them and I cross my legs like a lady.
"You look better without a sweatshirt." Peeta says. "But you still look good in the sweatshirt." I smile.
"Thank you."
He nods. Johanna's looking between the two of us.
"Is there something going on that we should know about?" Johanna demands.
Peeta and I shake our heads.
"Good." Johanna says. She looks at me and her gaze gets serious. "How are you holding up?"
I shrug. "I'm okay. I can't shut my door and...yeah, I have a lot of restrictions and Mama and Daddy are fretting over me but..." I shrug. "It's okay. I think they told my sister to sleep in my room last night." I sigh. "But I'm okay."
She nods.
The bell rings, so I grab my stuff and race off to first period.
...9...
The day sucked. The only good part was lunch because I sat with Johanna, Annie, Peeta, and Finnick. Glimmer is being extra terrible. The week continues with me running from them crying and then either calling or showing up at my house. Now, on Friday, the football game is cancelled because there is a really bad storm coming. It's supposed to be really cold tonight. It's early November. It's lunch now, and the principle comes rushing into the cafeteria. Her hair is wild, and she looks super stressed out. She goes to the assistant principle and says something, and then takes the microphone. "Attention all students and staff. There is going to be a horrible storm. It's headed this way and we are under a tornado watch. School is being ended. Please, if you can, drive people home. The busses are on their way, but we can't guarantee they'll be here in time."
People get up and run, and I see Peeta and Johanna pulling out their phones. They're frantically trying to call someone.
"Katniss, can I borrow some clothes and send the night?" Annie asks.
"I'll ask my Mom." I call Mama, and ask if all of them can, and she readily agrees.
"Need a ride?"
"Are you pregnant?" some chick asks me, pulling out her phone.
"No…" I trail off.
"Are you a druggie?"
"No!" I snap.
"Are you in love with Mr. Cinna?"
"Ew! No!"
"You're a lesbian. I know it."
"No, I'm not." I say.
"Well, everyone thinks you are. There's a rumor going around that you are. Apparently you had sex with Mr. Cinna and now you're pregnant with his kid."
I spent a lot of my time in his classroom, but that's because he's the music teacher.
I look at Johanna, and at Annie, and at Finnick, and Peeta, and then I bolt. I speed home, and I don't stop for the lights. I have hours until Mama gets home. I lock the front door, and I run to the kitchen.
I'm done. I can't do it. I'm trying, but I can't. I can't continue. I can't last the next few months. I've lasted a while, but a while ends eventually, and now is eventually.
I stare at the knife for a long time. I hear people banging on the door. It's Annie, and Peeta, Johanna, and Finnick are with her. They're all yelling don't do it, but I do. I take the knife, and I drag it along my arm, and I carve in my skin, "I'M INVISIBLE!"
Blood is pouring from my arm. I run upstairs to Mama and Daddy's room. Blood is staining my dress, and the knife is in my hand. I can hear one of them on the phone outside the door, and then sirens are wailing in the distance. One of them gets on the phone again. I grab the bottle of sleeping pills from Mama's bathroom cabinet, and I swallow all of them, and then, hiccupping, and sobbing I run to my bathroom, and I feel a sharp pain hit my temple, and then nothing.
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