Katniss
That was weird. I've always had a feeling that someone was looking out for me, but I never thought it was true. I know I'm not seeing things either. Maybe I am though. I did get little sleep last night, so that may explain it. Well, what ever it was, it was strange.
"Primrose, I'm home!" I shout as I walk into the house. Mom works full time as a doctor, helping me to pay the bills and keep food on the table. Not that I mind, medicine is her passion, after all. But she should keep the money instead of helping me to keep the place in living condition. I've managed since the end of high school to keep this place around.
"YAY!" My sister shouts as she literally jumps from the couch into my arms. Yes, I have a very special relationship with my sister. Before I worked as an art teacher, mom was constantly gone in the office, working hard to keep food on the table. So, I'd pick her up from school, walk her home, made sure she had her snack, then play silly games till mom got home. We still have that special relationship, and mom understands. And we understand that she had to work to feed up and provide for us. I guess we managed to pass a big mile stone; The death of my father. The memory is just horrible.
"Can we watch Family Feud?" She asks, with big puppy dog eyes. She adores that show, why I don't know though. But it's fun to try and answer them correctly. Perhaps that's why. Who knows?
"Sure. Let's see if we can get all of them right this time." I say, a smile on my face.
"Yay!" She shouts and pulls me to the living room, me laughing the entire way. The littlest of things makes her happy, and for that I'm glad. If she was a child like one of my coworker's, greedy and snobby, I'd flip out. Thank Christ she's not like that.
"Hurry, we're missing it!" She urges. I look at the clock, and find its only two fifty.
"We're not missing it Prim. Relax while I cook some popcorn." She waits patiently on the couch as I cook the bag of popcorn, all the while wondering if I should see a therapist or something. This isn't the first time I saw something that wasn't there, but it is the only one, in a long time, where I got a full view of his face. It will more than likely be in my dreams tonight. His sharp, handsome face, his deep blue eyes that could see right into my soul.
"Sis! The popcorn is ready!" Primrose shouts. I was so caught up in my daydream, I didn't hear the microwave stop. I fight to hold back the blush as I empty the popcorn into a large bowl and walk out into the living room.
"Here's the popcorn Prim" I say as I sit down on the couch. She takes a handful and turns to the t.v as the show starts. I can't bring myself to watch the show however. I'm instead finding myself thinking myself of the figure I saw in my classroom. I know I've seen him from somewhere before, I just can't place my finger on it. Maybe it was a dream I had when I was a kid? Ah, who knows.
"Come on Katniss, I can't answer these by myself." Prim complains.
"Sorry. What question is he asking?" Even though I play the game with my sister, I still wonder who the man is.
Sorry for the delays. Should be happening less and less, now that I'm graduating high school. Read and review!