Hello Fanfictioners! Well I am a little less motivated because I have had no reviews, except for a negative one, in a long time. Be prepared for a for a POV change in the near future, reviews would help me write a lot faster. Okay, well here it is!
I wake up to feel whoever is beside me clutching my shirt. Then I remember what took place this morning. Prim has this habit, when we split for a short amount of time she likes to sleep in my bed, and to clutch me to her so she knows that I'm still here. I almost thought she had grown out of it. She usually did it when I would go out with friends, or when I would have to go to meetings right before my parents died. The last time I went out with Madge and Annie for a girls night, she didn't do it though. Maybe it was because I left Peeta with her, I don't know? I smell food from downstairs, I really want to move but Prim has a death grip on my shirt. I smell sausage and cheese, my mouth is watering now. I squirm, "Good Lord, Prim, wake up!" I whisper. She begins to stir, I move, and her eyes shoot open, she is now gripping me along with the shirt.
"Prim, let me go, please." I command more than I ask. She complies letting me go, but then snuggling back up and falling asleep immediately. I groan, but then lie down again. No use fighting her, she's a bear when you have to wake her up. I slowly drift back to sleep.
When I wake up this time someone is softly shaking my shoulder. I open my eyes to see Peeta and Prim leaning about 2 inches from my face. I squeal, and they pull their faces away, they both sit on the bed beside a big breakfast-in-bed tray. On the tray there are three plates. On each plate there are two cheese buns, three prices of sausage, a spoonful of hash browns, and some scrambled eggs.
"Peeta are you trying to make me fat?" Prim asks.
"No, I'm trying to fatten your sister up, she only had one slice of bread, and some water while she was imprisoned." Peeta replies poking both of us in the stomachs.
We eat our breakfast slowly, me mostly picking, Prim finished my food for me.
"Prim, will you cut my hair?" Peeta asks.
"Yeah, c'mon" she says grabbing his noticeably longer hair and dragging him out the door. I chuckle, and set the tray on the floor. I walk to my closet and grab a set of clothes. A pair of dark jeans and a light blue shirt. I set them down and walk to my bathroom where the towels and my robe are. I undress and put my robe on, while grabbing a towel and my clothes. I walk out of my bathroom to find the little girl sitting in my chair.
"Hello," I say.
"Hi," her voice is small.
"Umm, do you need something?" I ask.
"No." She replies. At least I'm getting a response even If it is just one word.
"Do you want to sit here and wait for me to take my shower?" I ask.
"Yes," she smiles. "Can I play in your closet?"
"Of course, after I take my shower we'll look for you some clothes in there," I say pointing to the closet.
"Okay," her little dark doll face lit up. "By the way, my name is Rue," she added.
"My name is Katniss, pleased to meet you, Rue." I step into the shower room shoving my clothes, towel, and robe into the little locker. I take my shower paying extra attention to my hair so that it doesn't knot up like before. I dry off, and get dressed. I walk out and throw my towel and clothes down the laundry shoot. I walk to my closet to find Rue, and now Prim too. Running through my closet in new dresses and shoes that are way to big for them.
"Rue, do you see anything you like?" I ask.
"Yes! All of it!" She squeals.
"How old are you? What size?" I ask looking on the racks of clothes that don't fit me anymore.
"I'm seven, and I'm a size ten in little girls clothes," she grins patting her dress. I chuckle going to the rack with the size ten clothes .
"I'm nine," Prim adds bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"And I'm seventeen, can you please help me look now?" I ask. They both run to the rack I'm looking at pulling out random prices of clothing that look like they would fit Rue. At noon we are finally done and Cato, Peeta, and Finnick move all of her new clothes to her room. I braid my damp hair and head downstairs to find some lunch. I see that everyone is in the dining room eating soup and sandwiches. I grab a bowl and a leftover sausage, from breakfast, and cheese sandwich. Peeta sat on my left, and Finnick on my right. I was having a pleasant conversation with Finnick, who was shamelessly flirting as always, when I heard a blood curdling scream from outside. I drop my glass of water on the floor. It shattered, glass flying all over the floor, but that didn't stop me from jumping up and flying out of the room that I did not see Prim in. I run outside to see...
A/N 2: Teehee. So what do you guys think? Is Prim okay? And I need reviews, so please, please, please, review! I really love writing for you guys. I planned this chapter to be way longer, but I decided to split it into two chapters. Next chapter is still in progress, should be up soon!:) If you have any ideas, please feel free to tell me. Thanks.
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