Hey guys
So in the previous chapter, the class were given a music project. I am going back to that going from Katniss' POV.
And by the way, if you haven't reviewed already, then come on, what are you waiting for? Seriously.
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Katniss POV
We have been given our music project to work on. I want to work with Hermione and Tris, but they seem to have found their own partners.
I see Tobias and Tris talking about the project and working together.
Piper had already paired up with Hermione. I go towards them but I am stopped by Peeta.
"Hey, Katniss, do you want to work together?" He asks.
Part of me wants to say yes. It really does. Another part of me wants to not, as I want to work with my friends.
"Um," I say. "Alright," I decide. My friends seem fine with it. I look back over to where Tris and Tobias are; they seem to be fine.
"So, can you play an instrument?" He asks.
"I can sing," I say. "I take lessons," he looks impressed.
"Well I can play the piano,"
"That's a pretty good combination," I say.
"It is. What type of songs do you sing?"
"Well, you know, popular songs, songs that I like,"
"So, do you have a piano at home?" He asks
"No," I say, suspecting where this will go.
"Well, I do, and I also have a microphone. Maybe you could come over to my house to learn the song?"
He didn't. Just say that.
He can't have.
But he did. He invited me over.
A boy who I don't fully know.
"Um," I say, feeling too stunned to say anything else.
"My parents will be fine with it," he says. Either he just doesn't realise how uncomfortable this, or he's a really good actor.
"Um, I'll ask my mum," I manage to stutter out. Suddenly, the bell rings.
"We have a free period now," says Peeta, "Perfect timing, you can call your mum now,"
"Y-yes, I suppose so," I say.
I pick up my bag and I leave the room.
I see Piper follow me, and I know what will happen now.
We go into the girl's bathroom and lock ourselves in a cubicle.
"Katniss did Peeta just-"
"Yes, he did," I say.
"Calm down, it is only Peeta, your crush,"
"My crush now?"
"Yes Katniss, he is your crush, I can tell when someone likes someone else. And you and Peeta are perfect for each other. I can just see you guys, out on dates, having fun,"
"Anyway, what am I meant to do?"
"Call your mum and ask if you can go. Ask if you can go to Tris' house," she says.
"And if she says yes?"
"Look Katniss, you want to go. You know you want to, you just won't admit it,"
"Alright, Piper, you've convinced me," I say.
"It's for the best," she says.
"Now, you call your mother," she says.
I take out my phone and call my mother.
"Hello Katniss, what is it?"
"Hi mum, Tris asked if I can come over this afternoon. Her parents are okay with it. Can I go?"
"I would let you, but I don't think Prim can go alone, she's only twelve,"
I had forgotten about Prim.
"Actually Katniss, I can pick her up from ballet class which she has after school.
"Okay, mum. So I can go, right?"
"Of course Katniss. Say hi to Gale from me, we really need to organise a meet up with his parents,"
I just remember that I hadn't told my mother about my little incident with Gale.
"Okay, see you later mum. Bye," I say and hang up.
"That was easy," said Piper. "Now you have to go and tell Peeta the good news,"
"Oh my goodness, what have I got myself into?" I ask.
"Something great," says Piper, her tone so encouraging that she seemed to convince me that it will be okay.
We leave the bathroom cubicle and we see Peeta standing not so far away, probably waiting for me.
"Well, I have some homework to do," says Piper.
"Don't leave me," I say. She gives me a look and leaves.
"So, what did your mother say?"
"I can come," I say, trying to put some confidence into my voice.
"That's great," he says, giving me a smile that makes my heart leap.
The day seems to fly by after that. It didn't seem like long until it was time for me to go to Peeta's house.
"Are you 100% sure that your mother is allowing this?" I ask.
"Yes, I called her to be completely certain. She said that she would love you to come,"
We stand outside the school, waiting for Peeta's siblings to exit.
"How many siblings do you have?" I ask out of curiosity.
"Two brothers," he says. "You?"
"Just my sister, Primrose," I reply.
We stand around outside the school, waiting for Peeta's brothers.
Peeta's phone vibrates and he pulls it out of his pocket.
"My brother's saying we should go without them, they're staying for their basketball."
"How will we get there?" I ask.
"We usually take the school bus," he says.
We walk to where the busses stop and wait with all the other people who also take the bus.
"How long is the bus ride?"
"Not long, usually about fifteen minutes," he replies. "I live quite close,"
The bus arrives and we get on along with everyone else. I spot Malfoy and Cato also getting onto the bus. This is going to be interesting.
We push our way through the bus to the only free seats, two in the back.
The bus starts to move.
"Peeta, got your girlfriend here or what?"
"Shut the hell up Cato," I say. Cato is a guy in the grade above us who is one of the most annoying people ever.
"Yeah Peeta, you going out with Catpiss now?" Asked a girl whose name nobody could remember so we call her foxface.
"Shut up Foxface," I say as Peeta doesn't react.
"Do you want some advice Peeta, ditch Catpiss. She's awful. You could choose someone much better," said Foxface, batting her unusually long eyelids.
"I think you're talking about yourself right now," I said, "With all of that talk about someone awful, I can only think of you to be honest,"
"Katniss is getting savage," says someone a few seats ahead. It was Draco Malfoy, sitting there with a silly smirk plastered all over his ugly face.
I want to get up and punch him, but Peeta restrains me.
"Don't do it Katniss, you'll only make it worse," he says to me in a calm voice. I sit back down.
"You're lucky Peeta is here Malfoy, as if he wasn't, I would wipe that smirk right off your ugly face,"
"I'm flattered," he said, still smirking.
We sit in silence for the rest of the ride, neither of us able to think of what to say.
After about five more minutes, the bus stops.
"This is our stop," says Peeta.
We grab our stuff and we leave the bus.
We walk up Peeta's driveway and approach the house.
We enter his house and Peeta's mother comes up and welcomes us. She is wearing an apron covered in flour,
"Hello Katniss," says Mrs Mellark.
"Hello Mrs Mellark," I say nervously.
She laughs. "Call me Kira, Katniss. Peeta, show Katniss around, I'll get you a snack."
She goes back into the kitchen to continue stirring something.
"My mother's just making some cupcakes, nothing special," said Peeta. "Come, I'll show you around."
He leads me into the living room which was attached to the dining room.
The living room was quite big with two sofas, a fireplace and TV.
"So this is the living room," he says, gesturing to the nicely designed room.
"It's nice," I say, unsure what else to say.
We go into the kitchen where his mother is piping some beautifully swirled frosting on some cupcakes
"Those look amazing," I say quite honestly.
"Have one," she says, handing one to me.
I bite into the beautiful cupcake. I immediately get amazing flavours from every part of the cake.
"Vanilla cupcakes filled with a white chocolate filling topped with a swirled white and dark chocolate frosting," says Peeta, taking a bite of his own.
"Wow, it's amazing," I say.
We finish our cupcakes. "We should get to work now," says Peeta.
"You're right," I say, wiping my hands on a napkin.
"Alright, you too go and work. If you need anything, I'll be down here,"
Peeta and I go up the carpeted wooden stairs to the upper floor which has a balcony looking down onto the living room and dining room.
"This is my bedroom," he says, opening the door.
His room is a little bigger than mine and a bit tidier. There was a made bed in one corner and a desk in the other. There was a neatly arranged bookshelf containing many books ranging from cookbooks to art books to history books. There is also a keyboard in the room.
"Way better than mine," I say, meaning it entirely.
"Thanks," he says and we enter.
"So, can you play something?" I ask. If we have to perform a song, we need to start.
"Of course," he says, going to his keyboard and sitting at the stool.
He switches it on and gets his hands into position.
He starts to play, playing the intro to a song that miraculously, I recognised.
And this wasn't your typical Demi Lovato song, no, this was something…much deeper, for me at least.
Naturally, I started singing on the first verse, startling myself by remembering it as I expected not to.
Are you, are you coming to the tree?
After I sung this first line Peeta turned to look at me. He looked at me with a mixture surprise and happiness
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
After I sang this line he played the bridge, he wasn't done.
Are you, are you coming to the tree?
Where a dead man called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Peeta stops playing as he notices that I am starting to tear up. I don't know why I'm tearing up, it's probably because that song reminds me too much of my father.
"Katniss, what's wrong?" He asked, coming towards me.
Something tells me that I could pour my feelings out to Peeta and he wouldn't mind.
"That song," I say, almost crying, "It reminds me too much of my father. My father who died in a mining accident,"
"Hold on Katniss, where do you come from?"
"Asheville," I reply.
"Oh my goodness," he says, "I come from there too,"
"That's why we both know the song, it came from there," I say
"Wow, the chances of that are really low," he says.
I find myself wanting to cry, wanting to let out everything, the memories, the pain, the loss…
"I need the bathroom," I say quickly and rush out.
I enter the nice bathroom and lock the door behind me.
I cry for my father.
So that was the chapter, I'm sorry I took ages, but I did say I'd only start uploading again when I have thirteen reviews, and I still only have nine.
By the way if you haven't already, check out my other stories, I'm sure it will be a good way to cure future (or current) boredom.
Until next time,
Leila
