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Chapter 10
When Peeta and I reach Haymitch's house, the door is already open. We step inside and see Haymitch passed out on the couch. He is slumped over with a drink still in hand. He looks as if he is out cold, but luckily, Peeta and I have about three years of experience dealing with this problem. I let go of Peeta and head straight for the kitchen.
Peeta looks at me puzzled, but brushes it off and goes over to wake Haymitch. Shaking him and yelling just is not working. No matter how hard Peeta tries. I get the cup of ice water and hastily come back into the room. I dump the ice water on Haymitch's head and he instantly jumps up as a reaction.
"What the hell was that for?" he yells. I roll my eyes at him.
"Listen we need to talk. Now," I say sternly. His eyes make his way to Peeta.
"Is she pregnant?" he asks Peeta. Peeta looks surprised by such an assumption.
"No, Katniss is not pregnant, but we do have some news we would like to discuss with you," he replies.
"What kind of trouble are you kids causing now?"
"Peeta and I are engaged." Haymitch looks more surprised than I thought he would be. He looks blankly at me for a moment and just before he says something, I cut it. "We don't know what to do about it. I, personally, don't want to do the beauty queen scene again. Not to mention that I don't want the 'Star Crossed Lovers' issue to come back-."
He puts his hand up to stop me and turns to Peeta, "And what do you want?" he asks.
"I just want Katniss to be happy. It doesn't matter to me who knows about this."
"Well that's good to here because everyone is going to know sooner or later." Haymitch glares at me as he says it. "I hope you know, sweetheart, that word will get back to Plutarch and cameramen will be out here in a flash. You can't keep this wedding a secret if you want your mother and Annie to be here for it."
Darn. He is right. My mother, Annie and little Finnick have to be at the wedding. I can't get married and not have them there. The same goes for Effie, who is also planning a wedding of her own.
"You're right," I say. That is something I thought I would never thought I would actually admit to Haymitch. Those words taste like vinegar.
"I usually am, believe it or not," he spats back at me. "However, we may be able to make a deal with Plutarch over this."
"What kind of deal?" asks Peeta.
"A deal about keeping this wedding a secret. One of us is going to have to call Plutarch and tell him. Then we will hand forth what you both want in regards to the press."
I turn to Peeta, "You should call him. You're better with words than I am." He nods and picks up the phone.
After a few minutes of negotiation, Peeta and Plutarch have arranged an agreement. We will keep the wedding a secret until all of the final wedding plans are made. Until then, I can safely call the other districts and tell my family and friends about the news. Once the wedding is prepared and a date is set, Plutarch must be invited and he will bring a camera man along with him. The week after the wedding, there will be a "Mockingjay Wedding Special" on television. If we agree to his terms with the television special, Plutarch will give us a romantic honeymoon as result.
I am fairly happy with this arrangement. This means no press until it is close to the wedding. I can live with this.
I instantly call my mother to share the news with her. I can tell she is a bit surprised, but she admits that she is happy for me.
On the other hand, Annie is overly excited. Her screaming through the phone hurts my ears, but it makes me smile. It is nice to know that someone outside of Peeta and me is enthusiastic about this. After answering all of their questions, I bid them goodbye and hang up.
Peeta comes over and wraps his arms around me, kissing my cheek.
"We should probably pick a date," he says.
"I already have the perfect one."