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I made my way through the halls towards my locker, as I started turning the dial on the lock the girl whose locker was next to mine said, "Hello."

I looked up at her and she just looked at me with large green eyes, then continued to stare at me as if patiently waiting for me to respond.

"Hi," I said after a pause.

She then gave me a small smile before turning back to her locker.

After stuffing my backpack into the locker and grabbing a notebook and pen I shut my locker. My locker-neighbor looked up at me again with the same small smile, "Bye," She said in a dreamy voice and then held her dark green-eyed gaze with mine until I answered awkwardly, "Bye."

She turned back to her locker again and I noticed that she had taped up a picture of the moon on her door already and was currently taping up little stars around it.

Then went to my first class, English. I took a seat on the side closest to the door and near the back. Apart from a blonde girl with glasses sitting in the front row there was no one else here yet. The room slowly started to fill and the seat next to me was taken by, yet another, blonde girl, but this one was all dolled up, hair done "just-so" and makeup expertly applied, she was busy chatting with another girl and guy that sat as near to her as they could.

The bell was just about to ring when the teacher came in followed by a few stragglers, one of which was Peet. I quickly looked down at my desk, not wanting him to know that I saw him.

I could feel his eyes on me and then I could just tell that they went to the seat in front of me, that was where he sat. I heard his friend that I had come in with him give a whine from the desk he had chosen in the back of the room, "No fair, Peet. You can't leave me to sit by myself." I looked back at his friend and recognized him as that guy who had fallen in front of me.

The class laughed and the teacher was quick to call everything to order, "Never fear, I will be the one deciding the seating charts and I will be the only one who can change it."

A few of the students groaned at this, figuring that they wouldn't be able to sit by friends.

He was twisted in his seat, leaning against the bar that connected the seat to the desk, he looked back at me.

"Hi," He said.

"Hi."

The teacher, who introduced himself as Mr. Mitchell started handing out the text books.

"We just keep running into each other don't we?" He asked teasingly.

I kept my gaze on the dry erase board and don't answer him.

"So," He said, obviously not taking the hint that I didn't want to talk to him, "What do you think of our fair school?"

"Quiet down, I'll do roll call and then I'll give you your seating assignment," The teacher said and the class quieted down.

He started going down the list, when I answered for "Katniss Everdeen", Peet looked back at me.

"You have a nice name," He said giving me a wink.

"Um, thanks," I said uncertainly, was he teasing, I had never had someone compliment my name before.

"You go by Kat?" He asked.

"Please No Talking," Mr. Mitchell said loudly, before continuing on. I looked up in disbelief when I heard that someone's name was actually Glimmer, the girl next to me raised her hand slightly and said, "Here," with an overly sugared voice.

After Peet put his hand in the air when "Peeta Mellark" was called, he looked back at me.

"So, where'd you move here from?" He asked, keeping his voice quieter so Mitchell wouldn't hear.

"North of here."

"How far north?" He asked.

"Far," I answered simply as Mr. Mitchell finished roll and told everyone to stand up.

Peet stood and came next to me, "Are you trying to be mysterious?"

I rolled my eyes, "No, I just don't like personal questions."

I was called to sit in the front row and was next to the girl that had arrived before me.

"Hi," She said quietly to me as I sat down.

"Hi."

I smirked slightly to myself when I heard that Peeta Mellark's seat was in the back on the opposite side from me.

The lesson was filled with going over the curriculum and Mr. Mitchell was quick to mention that he hated spelling errors and that if anyone used "text talk" on a paper it would receive an automatic Fail.

"You need to spell the words out, it is the English language and not something for you to butcher with your LOLs and OMGs."

Several students sniggered at his comment.

I was quick to leave the room after we were dismissed and dropped my new text books in my locker, exchanging another round of awkward hellos and byes with my locker-neighbor before going to Math.

Peet's friend slipped into the classroom right as the teacher was closing the door.

"Try to be on time, please Mr?"

"Finn," Peet's friend said as he walked towards a seat in the back and was greeted, rather obnoxiously in my opinion, by a few people who were obviously friends.

Math passed much like the class before, during roll call I heard my locker-neighbor's dreamy voice answer to Annie Cresta, she was sitting a few seats behind me.

In the Civics after that I was almost falling asleep listening to Mr. Heavensbee mono-toned voice.

Next came Health class that would alternate with Gym class, the girl that sat next to me in English class was in the class with me, when she saw me she came over and sat next to me. She gave me a small smile and then looked forward, during roll call I found out her name was Madge Undersee. We were shown where to meet on gym days and shown the locker rooms where we got our gym locker assignments. When class was dismissed, Madge came up to me, "Do you have lunch now?"

I nodded.

"Can I sit with you?"

Taken by surprise that she would even want to sit with me I said, "Sure."

She followed me to my locker to put my stuff away.

"Hi Madge," Annie, my locker-neighbor said. She had been standing in front of her locker, absent-mindedly braiding her hair.

"Hi Annie."

Annie then looked at me with her small smile, "Hi."

I managed to give her a half smile and said my own, "Hi," to her.

As soon as I shut my locker Annie looked over at us again, "Bye."

"Bye," Both Madge and I said before leaving. I looked back at Annie, she was back to braiding a small braid in her hair and I could hear her start humming a random tune as we walked away, I couldn't help but be a little curious about her, was she really always like this or was she just stoned or something? She seemed like she was in her own little world and would momentarily step out of it to talk to someone as needed, but would then step right back into her daydream.

We got our food and walked out to the common area, Madge pointed to a table away from the crowd, "We can sit there."

Little else was said for the whole lunch period apart from us finding out that we shared the next class, Biology together and also our last class of the day, Art.

While we were waiting for Biology to start both Madge and I sat quietly, her looking through her notebook and I was absentmindedly staring over at the "Lab" area of the class room that was separated by a low wall from the teacher's and the students' desks.

I heard someone sit behind me and give a little cough, I noticed Madge look up and give a little smile to whomever it was, probably one of her friends, and then look back down at her notebook.

"Hi Madge."

Recognizing the voice, I turn and see Peet grinning at me, "Hey Kat."

I turn back around, he keeps grinning at me, like he's teasing me. There were several other desks open, why did he have to chose the seat right behind me? I don't understand why he seems to go out of his way to bug me.

"You'll have to help convince her that I'm nice," I heard Peet tell Madge.

I was saved from any further conversation by the teacher coming in and calling everyone attention to him.

The introduction to this class was a little more interesting than the others, we still went over all the same stuff like curriculum and grade scales, but Mr. Beetee had little stories of past experience to add when he was talking about safety in the lab; he's seen things blown up, melted and on fire. It made for at least a slightly more interesting class than the ones before it.

"Any one caught messing around in the lab will have to sit in the 'dunce seat'," And he motioned to a stool next to his desk, "For the rest of the class. If you make a habit out it, I will remove you from my class."

I could feel Peet's breath as he whispered to me, "He's not kidding. My brother got kicked out of this class mid-semester, he had to take it all over again with a different teacher the next semester... And I heard if you fall asleep he'll hit his desk with a metal rod to wake you up."

The back of my neck tingled where his breath had hit me and I did my best to ignore the sensation, especially since Mr. Beetee was looking over at us, or at Peet rather. He continued to look at Peet for a while before saying, "Well, I wanted to make sure you were done talking before I continued. So you are done talking and ready to listen?"

"Yes, sir," Peet said from behind me.

Mr. Beetee turned to look at the rest of the students, "I do not like to be interrupted. I expect you all to listen because if it wasn't something you needed to know then I would not be saying it."

At the end of class I was quick to leave the classroom, I mumbled a "Bye" to Madge.

I made my way towards my locker to dump the text book we had gotten from Biology, have it join the others that were stacking up in my locker.

"You know if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to get away from me." I had been more focused on where I was going and not running into anyone that I jumped and let out an embarrassing gasp when Peet's voice came from right next to me.

He gave a little laugh, "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."

Scowling I face forward again and keep walking; he falls into step beside me, hands in his pockets and backpack laced over one shoulder, looking completely at ease.

"Why are you following me?"

"Technically I'm not following, I'm walking next to you," He said, acting like he was so clever.

I decided that it was best to just ignore him, anything I said only seemed to encourage him.

"Can I carry your books?"

I had to let out a laugh and looked at him as if he were crazy, did he seriously just ask to carry my books for me? That is one of the cheesiest things. Gale and Thom would be laughing their butts off if they heard.

"What's so funny?" He asked his eyes seemed to get a little brighter and he smiled as if me laughing at his expense was the greatest thing ever.

I just shook my head and didn't answer. As we walked down the hall he kept sending me side glances, which I kept ignoring.

I got to my locker and opened it while Peet leaned up against the locker next to mine.

"Excuse me, Peeta," Annie's dreamy voice came from behind, "That's my locker."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Annie," Peet said stepping aside.

"That's alright," She said vaguely, "You didn't know."

"How are you doing?" He asked her, "Did you have a good summer?"

"Yeah, it was nice," She then turned attention to inside her locker, the whole door of her locker was covered with stars.

Peet moved around to my other side, resting his hand on the top of my locker door casually.

"What class do you have next?" He asked.

"Don't you have another class to get to?" I asked him with a sigh, "Or someone else to annoy."

"Annoy?" He asked bringing his hand up to his heart dramatically, "Am I annoying you? I was trying to be charming."

"I don't think your annoying, Peeta," Annie said from my other side before closing her locker and saying to both of us, "Bye."

I fight not to laugh or smile, "Just go to your own class."

"How do you know we don't have the next class together?"

"We don't," I said assuredly. My next class was French 2 and most freshmen, if taking French would be in French 1. Thom had signed up for French last year in 8th grade, and Gale, Thom and I had synced our schedules so we had every class together, so that meant that Gale and I had to take French lessons also.

"You sound pretty sure of yourself," He said leaning closer to me teasingly.

Peet's friend, Finn came jumping over and practically tackled Peet, he looked over at me, "Hey Kitty Cat. How's the day treating you?"

"Don't call me that," I told him firmly, then I yanked my locker door out of Peet's grasp, closed my locker and walked away.

French class seemed to drag on, our teacher, Mr. Crane said (in French) that he would be speaking very little English in the class… Or I think that was what he said. There were mostly sophomores and a few juniors in the class and I was reliefed that they seemed to know even less French than me.

Then in Civics I practically fell asleep listening to the mono-toned Mr. Heavensbee.

I could faintly see the light at the end of the tunnel as I sat down at the same long table as Madge for Art, my last class. On each of the three long tables there was an assortment of colored pencils, markers and crayons; I felt as if I were in elementary school.

The two of us were quiet for a while, Madge was doodling on the corner of her notebook. She looked up at me rather suddenly, "Peet is really nice, you know. He was one of the only ones to talk to me when I first came here at the end of last year."

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably, the reason I didn't mind sitting with Madge wasn't really a "talker", until now, she had yet to speak unnecessarily.

"I just want him to leave me alone."

She didn't say anything else on the matter and I didn't either. Annie walked in and sat across from us with as she said, "Hello."

Her eyes turned and looked up at both of us as we greeted her, then she reached for some of the colored pencils and started drawing on the back of her notebook.

When Peet walked through the art room door I saw Madge's eyes flick to me but she didn't say anything to me but said "Hello," to him as he took a seat next to me.

"Mine if I sit here?" He asked and I knew he was talking to me.

"Sit wherever you want," I said shrugging with indifference.

"How was your summer Madge?" He asked, "Didn't see you around much."

"I don't like the beach," She answered shyly, adding that "I don't tan I just turn red."

"Are you going to the bonfire this Friday?" He asked, "Sun will be down, so you can't get a sunburn," He added with a smile.

She gave a shrug and blushed slightly, "Probably not."

"It'll be fun you should go, and talk Kat into going also."

"Doesn't sound like my sort of thing," I said rather sharply.

"So what would your 'sort of thing' be?"

"There you go with your questions again," I said with an eye roll.

"There you go avoiding them again," He was quick to say in mocking tone.

I didn't answer him and I hardly even know what I would've said, I used to like doing outdoorsy stuff, canoeing, hiking, camping, and things along those lines, but I can't do those here, here I can only walk along a crowded beach or walk around the neighborhoods.

Our teacher Ms. Portia came in, she had a slight hippie vibe, her long dark hair hung down her back in waves and wore a long cotton tunic over light khakis. She spoke with a light voice as she told us about some of the projects she had planned and assured us that it wasn't about being the best artist, she just wanted to see us be creative. Halfway through class she told us to use the rest of the time free drawing.

"I'll expect you to have something to hand in at the end of class, so stay focused," She said and then set piles of drawing paper on each table.

Peet reached forward right away and grabbed a few sheets of paper and handed one to each Annie, Madge and I and then settled back into his chair with his own sheet.

"What are you going to draw?" He asked.

"The sun," Annie said promptly.

Madge and I both shrugged, both Madge (being ever so slightly more social than me or more friendly anyway) asked, "What about you?"

"What do you think I should draw, Kat?" He asked.

I looked over at him in annoyance, "Whatever you want."

"Can I draw you?"

"No," I snapped, was he serious?

Madge looked at me and then Peet with a small smile, as if amused by something, which caused me to scowl more.

I started drawing the only thing I really knew how to draw (besides stick figured people) and that was the woods… well a few simply drawn trees and grass.

Annie had gotten up to ask for a yellow and orange highlighter from Ms. Portia and her paper now was practically glowing iridescently from the other side of the table.

I glanced over at Peet's paper, just to make sure he wasn't drawing me. I actually did something of a double-take, he could draw really well. So realistic. In the time that it had taken me to draw my (embarrassingly) simple trees, he had drawn a beach - a beautiful beach, judging by the colors he was currently using to fill in the sky, it was at sunset. I was too impressed to look away and he soon looked up at me.

"How did you just do that?" I couldn't help but ask, "You just drew that?"

He smiled and I noticed his face flushed a little as he said, "Yeah."

"It's good," I mumble and quickly turn my focus back to my paper.

"Thanks."

A few moments later he grabbed a new sheet of paper then he twisted his body away from me, blocking me from seeing his paper.

I kept telling myself that I didn't care what he was drawing and I continued adding more pathetically drawn trees to my paper until the final bell rang. I dropped my drawing off at the teachers desk on my way out. Once out the door I hear him hurrying up behind me.

"Well you survived your first day," He said as he started walking next to me.

I looked over at him dubiously, "Yeah, one day down, how many left?"

"It's not so bad… And you already know someone, a charming someone, in at least three of your classes."

I roll my eyes, "I can't imagine who you mean," I say sarcastically as we reach my locker.

Peet leaned up against the locker next to mine just as he had done before, I can feel his eyes on my face as I start to stuff my things into my backpack.

I look up with a notebook in hand, "Are you just going to stand and watch me?"

He chuckled, "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry, just don' t do it," I said sharply.

"Excuse me, Peeta," Annie said from behind him.

"Sorry, Annie," He laughed stepped back, "Your sun looked very nice."

"Thank you, that was nice of you to say," She said opening her locker, "Yours looked nice too… I'm sure he would draw a nice picture of you, Katniss."

My face heated up and a looked quickly into my locker and grabbed my backpack having to give it a tug to get it out of the locker and then I slung it onto my back, "I've got to get going," I started shuffling away, "Bye."

"Bye," Came Annie's voice dreamily from behind me.

"Yeah, I need to go find my brother before he leaves without me," He said walking next to me, he seemed almost nervous for a second, then he reached into his notebook for a folded sheet of paper, "Here."

I slowly reached out and took it from him, my eyes narrowed in confusion. I recognized it at the paper from the art room as I opened it up, he had drawn a large single red rose, I stared at it for a moment before I started laughing.

"You are so cheesy!" I said laughing and gave his arm a small shove.

He pretended to be thrown of balance, making me roll my eyes and I tried to fight the blush that was creeping onto my cheeks. He drew me a rose?! Gale and Thom wouldn't believe this if I told them, I don't think I ever could, it's too embarrassing.

"Your welcome," He said grinning, then he gave me a small wave, "See you tomorrow."

I rolled my eyes and gave him a half hearted wave before walking away.

Once I was out of the school I felt relief wash over me. First day done.

A/N: Hope you like my version of Annie, I kind of imagine her as a cross between Luna Lovegood and a (shall we say) excentric girl I went to high school with.

Hope you enjoyed it. Drop me a word if you can spare the time.