The next day at school, I reached class and sat with my mates. I grinned at them all. "What's up, dudes?" I asked, happily.
"Did someone put something in your juice box or something?" Mark questioned.
"Juice is expensive," I countered, still grinning.
"Ah, yes," Tom agreed, "I drink goat's milk, love that stuff."
"Do you get it from Primrose Everdeen too?" James asked, "She is such a cute girl, I nearly fainted when she was called up at the reaping."
We all nodded. "Mm," I said, "Her sister is so selfless."
"Selfless?" Mark spluttered, "You should see her trading at the Hob! She wants the best deal all the time. And she's ruthless like her father."
"What?" I asked, shocked, "No, not Katniss. I trade with her; she's kind and loves her sister so much."
"The only person she cares about is her sister," Tom argued.
"And me," I said, quietly.
"What?" the boys choked out.
"Can you keep a secret?" I asked them all. Without waiting for an answer, I leant in close and whispered, "We were dating… you know, before she left."
"But… aren't you guys cousins?" James asked.
"What?" I asked, and then realised what he meant. "Oh, right, the interviews for family and friends when they got to the Top 8." I paused. "No, we're not cousins."
"Really?" James asked, smirking, "Because you look alike."
"Um, we come from the Seam," I argued, and then motioned to Mark. "See, Mark also has the same grey eyes and skin tone. Does that mean he's my cousin?"
"Probably," James mumbled.
Mark held up his fist, ready to punch James' lights out. "What was that?"
"Nothing, I swear," James said, cowering.
"Exactly," Mark said, satisfied, putting his hands on the table.
Class started and we all paid attention.
A/N: Short and maybe pointless chapter, but whatever.