Okay! I know I haven't updated in ages and a lot of you probably have a great desire to murder me. I sincerely apologize for that. I've just shifted to a new school which is really competitive and very 'marks based'. Yeah, schools in India are really stupid. Life is all about grades. It doesn't matter if you're dumb or actually intelligent; you just learn all your textbooks off by heart, get great marks in your exams. Then you give your board exams ( these weird exams you give in the tenth grade which are pretty much supposed to determine your learning by heart, or 'mugging up' as we say in school, power), get a ninety percent or above, go to engineering or medical school, and become a doctor or a lawyer. And by the end of your education, whatever you have learnt is from your experiences, not school. The irony of it is that these days the parents encourage their children to 'think outside the box' but they just don't want to. Not me though, I wanna become an author. I've already thought of an idea for a story which, according to me, wouldn't make a bad read. Now all I have to do is sit down in my spare time and write all six hundred or so pages of it. Yeah, so basically the story might probably be finished by the time I'm 92, if not more. Actually, writing advertisements wouldn't be such a bad idea either. Yeah, I know, I'm absolutely crazy. I'm only thirteen and I've already got the rest of my life planned out.

Once again I've bothered you guys by writing my

Entire life story so I'm really sorry for that. This chapter is Peeta's POV of the day after the zoo incident.

Chapter 6

Peeta's POV

I crept out of Finnick's car as inconspicuously as I could, with all the other guys surrounding me like bodyguards, fully loaded water pistols ready within their clutches. We moved along carefully to my locker and I grabbed my books and checked my schedule before we moved along to the boy's bathroom where all of us, especially I, would be safe until the bell rang for classes to begin.

Yesterday, I had come to school prepared to bear an extraordinarily large amount of teasing and insults, due to the books that Principal Collins had written. But nothing, absolutely NOTHING, could have prepared me for what actually happened. As soon as all of us had entered the school building, we were greeted by hordes of girls screaming our names and chasing after us. Agreeing that each man must fend for himself, we ran in different directions as fast as we could. Apparently, the girls had guessed what we were about to do and so they split themselves into five groups and each ran after their favorite character. Pretty soon the girls who wore 'team Peeta t-shirts had caught up with me and I was immediately bombarded with questions ranging from whether I would go out with them to whether I was secretly cheating on Katniss with a cheese bun in the books, the latter being absolutely nonsensical. If that wasn't bad enough, one of the girls tripped and I, being a gentleman, helped her up.

"Oh My GOD!" She squealed. "He touched me!"

This made all the other girls want to touch me as well and I ran away from them with all my might.

I was brought back to reality by the sound of "We love you Peeta," ringing in my ears. I looked around and saw a sea of familiar t-shirts.

"Okay guys, you know the drill." Cato said rushing off toward the gym.

We split up once more and I dodged past the crowds of skateboarders, kids playing temple run, and people merely having a 'catching up on the latest gossip' session before classes began, desperate to escape from the clutches of my fans.

I ran as fast as I could but those girls were always able to catch up with me. I needed a safe place to take refuge, and fast as I was starting to get out of breath. I swerved around a corner, and, spying a small broom closet, I ran in and shut the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps growing fainter with every passing second, I relaxed.

"What are you doing here?" asked a voice. My heart leaped as I realized who the voice belonged to. I looked around, and sure enough, she with all her beauty, was sitting right behind me.

"So, what are you doing here?" Katniss repeated. I felt my heartstrings twang as I replied "Running away from my 'fans'. Man, being famous sure is tough."

I saw a flicker of a smile on her face and asked "So, what about you?"

"Your 'fans'" she said angrily, "have had a great urge to murder me ever since I entered the school building."

"Wow, some people in this world are just amazing." I said in mock awe. Both of us laughed.

We chatted on until the bell rang for class, and found out that we had a lot in common.

"You know, maybe you're not as bad as I thought you were."

She said as she left for the chemistry lab.

I walked to class slowly, my heart full of glee. But some part of me was confused. Did she think I was pathetic before? I was just following the sacred book, but apparently the sacred book didn't work as well as I thought it would.

The question irritated me throughout the day. After school I knew I wouldn't be able to rest in peace until I found the answer to my questions, so I decided to consult an expert on the matter; professor Boggs.

Professor Boggs was not just a teacher; he was the greatest teacher the world has ever known. He was a little old but he was brilliant and really knew how to connect with the students. He also gave great advice about girls. I knew he was the perfect person to consult on the matter.

I found him in his classroom correcting test papers.

"Professor" said. "I need your help."

I explained my dilemma to him and he nodded, a knowing smile etched on his face.

"Peeta," he said gently. "I'm going to explain this to you in math language." I nodded. Professor Boggs was the math teacher and the only one who could make math seem interesting.

"Peeta," he started. "You plus sacred book equals minus, whereas you plus you equals," he drew a large addition sign on the blackboard, "plus."

"So you mean I should just be me and not follow the book and then Katniss might like me?" I asked, slowly comprehending what he was saying. He nodded.

"Thank you professor Boggs, I really appreciated your help." I said and walked out of the classroom.

I went outside where the other guys were waiting for me, content and ready to begin being myself towards Katniss.

Hope you liked this chapter. By the way, I won't be able to write and update the next chapter until the first week of September because my exams are starting soon. But don't worry, I'll have chapter 7 up as soon as my exams r over.

Pleease review!

I've got an idea for another fanfic which I might post in September so look out for it!