I'm exhausted, but I can't sleep. It's three in the morning.
I have an older brother? I've always wanted an older brother.
His name is Reed Ethan. I can see me shouting at him when he does something that pisses me off and then him throwing me over his shoulder in the dead of winter and torturing me with his friends.
Since Mom and Dad have taken my room, I lay with Peeta.
He's fast asleep.
Slowly, I slip out of his arms and into the kitchen and I pace around the living room, careful not to disturb Finnick and Annie from their slumber. Then I give up and go into the kitchen and clean everything three times and then open the big window, sit down on the counter and stare out blankly.
I have a brother and I don't even known if he knows he has two sisters and loving parents who want their son back. The cool night air calms my senses.
Before I know it, I've showered and pulled on a dress with a sea foam skirt and a black top that has lace above my boobs. I keep my phone and keys and pull on sandals, check on my parents and my sister to see they don't have a fever or anything, grab my longboard, and I slip out the front door. I walk in silence, my hair pulled back in a braid.
New York never sleeps or shuts the hell up. In the day time it's just as busy as it is in the nighttime. I pass couples walking and kids running away from parents and people making out in the streets and people catching taxis.
I just keep on riding on my longboard. I swerve around people, my mind racing. I make sure not to run into anyone, but even if I do, shit like that always happens anyways.
I go to a dock and walk out onto the boardwalk. I sit my board behind me and stare at the water.
There is so many fish down there.
How many of them lost their parents; or their brothers? How many of them are lonely? Looking for their family?
I sit there, staring at the water for hours. The sun is well past eight now. I look at the time and am surprised to see it is almost noon.
I haven't slept in four days and I'm probably killing myself. I'm just not tired. I grab my phone and my keys and pick up my longboard, stand up and when I get off the rocky boardwalk, I drop my longboard on the ground and ride home.
Just as I'm walking in the door, Peeta is walking out of the door. We collide, and he grabs my hand, steadying me.
"Are you okay?" he asks. I drop his hand and nod and put my stuff away. "Come here, I need to talk to you." he whispers. He seems bothered by something. I follow him into his bedroom. He turns to me and punches the lock.
"Yes?" I ask. "I have to go to work so…" I trail off.
"Wait," he begs. "Where do you need to work at?" he demands.
"The bakery, I'm thinking about quitting at Toys R Us. I'm always doing all the work there." I reply. He nods, understanding. "Are you going to talk to me or not? I really have to get ready…" I trail off.
He looks upset. "If I get you the day off, can you stay home?" he asks.
"No Peeta, I have bills to pay." I reply. He does look really upset. "What's wrong?" I ask, concerned.
"Nothing." He frowns. "I'll see you when you get home." He walks away.
…a….
"Let me get this straight…" Kegan begins. I've been explaining everything that Mom, Haymitch and Dad told us last night in between waiting tables and wiping down tables. "Your-"
"Hang on," I take the order to table twelve and wipe down table six. It's dark out. I close tonight. "Okay go ahead," they close at eleven each night except for Sundays. It's only nine.
"Your mom and dad have another kid named Reed Ethan Everdeen who is your brother who is five years older? You were almost killed in your mom's stomach before you were hardly a thing, and this is all your grandmothers and parents fault?" he asks.
"It's not my parents fault that my grandmother is an inconsiderate asshole." I reply. I take out another order and am stopped to refill a drink of sweet tea. I take it back out, wipe down a table and go back into the back.
"So what do you think about all of this? You have a brother!" Rye says.
"I don't know what I think about it." I reply.
We continue to talk until I close, and they try and get me to stay but I refuse and tell them something is up with Peeta and I need to go talk to him. Reluctantly, they agree, and I slip out the door after saying goodnight and pinkie promising Audrey to tell Prim she said hi.
….s….
He really must want to talk to me. "Peeta, we can talk after I shower, okay?" I ask.
"Why can't we talk now?" he demands.
"Because…Peeta, I'll take a quick shower, I promise." I reply.
He sighs, irritated. "Fine!" he snaps.
"Peeta-" I begin.
"No. I'll wait." He walks out of the room.
I shower as fast as I can because I honestly want to know what's going on. I wrap myself in a towel and get clothes from my parent's room and go back into Peeta's room. He follows me, and I've got my back turned as I dress. He shuts the door. "Peeta, what is this about?" I ask.
"Us." he replies. I pull my shirt on.
"Are we breaking up?" I ask.
"That's a good question." He says. I pull on my pajama shorts and turn to him.
I don't say anything. He thinks we're breaking up? Why?
"What's wrong?" I finally ask.
"Why don't you tell me what's wrong." He replies with his arms crossed.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Let me ask you something." He says.
"Okay…" I trail off.
"When is the last time we kissed? Like really kissed?" he asks.
It's been a long time. We haven't really done anything that has to do with each other since we started training. "A few months…" I whisper.
"Mmm hmm, when did we last hug? A real hug; not to calm one another down, but just because?" he demands.
"A few months…" I trail off.
"Yeah, a few months, what about sex?" he asks. I swallow the lump in my throat.
"Your birthday," I look down.
"Right, almost three months ago. I thought we were going to get married? I thought we were getting our own place? Is this just your way of getting me to break up with you? Are you cheating? Katniss, what the hell is going on?"
I shrug.
"And when is the last time we actually told each other we loved one another aside from when we're getting off the phone? Do you know how many mornings I wake up and you're not home? Want to explain that? Where do you go? Where were you last night?"
"I…I couldn't sleep." I mumble. I'm stuttering because I'm upset and trying not to cry.
"Why are you stuttering? Katniss, if your cheating on me, I think I deserve to know."
I don't get upset. He has every right to be questioning me. "Because I'm upset…" I whisper.
"Why?" he demands.
"I don't know…I'm not cheating on you." I whisper.
"Well then where do you keep disappearing off to? You don't even let me hold your hand anymore. Every time I sit down next to you, you get up and walk into another room." he says.
"I don't do it intentionally." I whisper.
"Okay. Where do you keep going?" he asks.
"I can't sleep anymore! I haven't slept in four days! I can't stay in this goddamn apartment! I have to get air and the window in the kitchen isn't doing it! Peeta, my parents and sister got kidnapped and the police gave up! Now I just found out I have a brother! I can't sleep because…because I'm scared to go asleep, alright?"
"You're scared?" he repeats.
"Yes." I reply.
"Why?" he asks.
"I'm petrified of nightmares. I can't keep doing it. It's killing me! I can't go to sleep because every time I do I see something that terrifies me! I have to get out for some air. I don't know why we don't spend time with each other anymore! We never have any time!"
"Why can't we make time?" he asks. His voice has gone softer.
"I don't know. We're both working two jobs and we have limitations because people are always around now! We've been training nonstop, and if we're not training, we're sleeping, and if we're not sleeping, were working or paying bills."
"Well then I'm quitting at Applebee's. Your more important." He says.
"Peeta…" I trail off.
"Don't you dare try to tell me no. If you do I'll know that you're lying and you are cheating on me and don't want to admit it. As a matter of fact…" he pulls out his phone and calls Applebee's. I stand silently, trying to get rid of the tears building up in my eyes. He quits his job, hangs up and puts his phone back in his pocket. I too, pull out my phone and quit at Toys R Us. "Do you swear to god you're not cheating on me?" he whispers.
"I swear on my life. I swear on everyone's life. I'm not cheating." Tears slide down my cheeks.
"Why are you crying?" he doesn't wipe my tears like he used to.
"Because…I'm tired and I'm not cheating on you and I'm stressed and I'm really sorry that we haven't had time. I'm stressed out and my back hurts and I really just want one night without a nightmare." I whisper. I dry my tears and refuse to let any more fall.
"Go and get ready for bed." He says, opening the bathroom door for me. Slowly, I go in, and he shuts the door. I brush my teeth and hair and wash my face and try to somehow relieve pain in my back. It doesn't work. I sigh and open the bathroom door. He's in his boxers and nothing else. "Hey," he whispers. I look up at him. "Come here."
I walk over to him and he wraps me in a tight hug. I bury my face in his chest and he hides his in my hair.
We did hug at the hospital, but I was upset and that didn't count. This is a real hug. This is a hug that means so much more than just calming somebody. This means love and hope and care and happiness and bliss. Peeta is the only person that can bring that to me. He picks me up so suddenly, that I actually squeal from surprise. He laughs and drops me onto my side of the bed, and lays down next to me. I roll over to face him, my head propped up by my arm. He rolls to face me, and matches my position.
We stare at each other for a long time, searching each other's eyes.
Slowly, he starts to lean closer, and I close the rest of the distance.
Our lips lock. It's slow for nearly a moment before he's hovering over me, pulling my clothes off.
...37...
"Hello?" I ask, shifting the phone on my ear as I grab a thing of beer and put it in the cart. I'm doing the shopping.
"Hey baby." Peeta says. "You're at the store, right?" He asks.
"Yeah, why?" I ask.
"I need you to get butter." He says.
"The butter in the tub or the stick?" I ask.
"The tub is margarine. The stick is butter." He replies.
"Alright," I reply.
"And Johanna wants you to stop at Patsy's Italian Restaurant and her a pizza. She ordered it and it's in your name. She's going to pay you back." She says
"Um...okay," I reply.
"Alright, I love you." He says.
"I love you too." I hang up.
Quickly, I finish shopping and have to park way down the street from the restaurant because no places are open.
I walk up the sidewalk and into the restaurant.
It's hectic. I go to the take out area. I stand in a long ass line.
Just when I get up, I hear a loud crash and see a guy about...probably a half a head taller than my dad, dark hair like mine and Dad's. He's got a jaw that is defined. He looks very annoyed and unhappy. He's probably in his mid-twenties. He's dropped somebody's meal all over them.
A guy that is in a tuxedo who must be the owner comes up front. I'm digging through my wallet for money and watching at the same time. The entire restaurant has gone silent and the guy is apologizing.
"You're fired! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY RESTAURANT NOW!" The man in the tux screams.
The guy rips off his apron and runs for it. I just get Johanna's food, and head for the door.
I pause and look at the man, the whole place still silent. "I just wanted to let you know, you're an inconsiderate asshole for shouting at him because he made a mistake. You don't deserve this restaurant." And then I walk out.
The guy is heading towards my car, so I chase after him. "Hey!" I shout. "Hey wait!" I grab his hand and he comes to a half, whipping around. His eyes; they're Mama's blue, with just a touch of gray.
He looks at the bag and shakes his head. "No. I don't want anything to do with that restaurant." He starts to walk away, but I grab his wrist again.
"Me either. This is for my friend. I told him he's an inconsiderate asshole for shouting at because you made a mistake and I said he doesn't deserve the restaurant." I reply.
He raises his eyebrows. "Thank you for saying that." He says.
"You're welcome. I'm sorry you lost your job."
"I've lost everything now. I live in a hotel room." He says. "I'm going to be homeless now until I find a job." He sighs.
I open up the backseat of my car and put Johanna's food ok the floor behind the driver's seat. "You're not in school?" I ask.
"I can't afford it." He says.
"No offense but you know New York is really expensive, right? You're not doing yourself any favors living here."
"I know." He shoves his hands in his pockets.
I could so easily let him have Prim's room. They went back home today and she can sleep somewhere else when she's over. "I think I can find you a place to stay." I tell him strongly.
"No thanks. I'm trying to find five people. I've been trying to find them since I got out of that damn adoption center when I was eighteen. I'm going to be twenty six soon." He sighs.
"Who; If you don't mind me asking, Sorry. I much sound like a most bitch."
"My family. I've never met them." He says. "I was put up for adoption..."
He trails off.
"Oh..." Dark hair...blue gray eyes.
"I'm Reed." He says. Oh my god. "Who are you?" He asks.
I look him up and down multiple times. "Your little sister; Katniss Everdeen,"
His eyes widen as he takes me in. "You know...maybe you can show me that place." He says.
"Alright, Get in." I nod at the passenger side.
He gets in the passenger side.
I head home and he's silent the whole time.
Is this my brother? Is life this hard? Growing up in an adoption center and devoting your time to find a hotel and your family?
I park the car in front if the building and get Johanna's food from the backseat. I pop the trunk and get groceries. He grabs some of them to help me, and I walk in the building. He follows me. I get the elevator with my elbow and it soars upwards.
We step out on my floor and I open the door with my pinkie.
Mom and Dad are in the kitchen.
"Did you get my food?" Johanna demands.
"Yes." I reply. They're all staring at Reed.
Peeta comes into the kitchen and stops short. Prim comes in next. "Sissy it's cold." She complains. I feel her forehead and see she's perfectly fine.
Everyone in the room is looking between Reed and I. He's taller than me.
Mom opens her mouth and closes it again.
"Weeeee!" Prim takes my phone and chucks it out the open window. "It's a birdie!" She says. I pinch in between my nose to keep myself from screaming at her.
Then I shut the window. It's in a million pieces.
"What's your name?" Dad finally asks. Reed shoves his hands in his pockets.
"Reed," He replies.
"What's your middle name and your last name?" Mom whispers. She's pale.
"My middle name is Ethan. My last name is Everdeen." He says.
"Well shit." Johanna says.
"Wow." Peeta says.
Mom and Dad are silent.
He sighs. "Look, I'm just going to go. I don't mean to intrude, I just-"
"Why are you leaving?" I ask.
"Because...everyone is uncomfortable."
"I'm not!" Prim says.
"Me either." Jo says.
"Me either." Peeta says.
"Same as them," I open the fridge.
"Who's this?" Reed asks.
"This is Prim, she's my...or our...little sister." I bite my lip and turn my attention to putting away groceries.
This is so awkward right now...
Mom and Dad are still staring at him. This must be so awkward for him.
Prim looks at Reed and breaks the silence, "Who are you?" She asks loudly.
"I'm Reed." He replies.
"Hi. I'm Prim!" She says.
"Hi Prim."
It's so silent and it's actually pissing me off. They're staring at him. "Alright, I know you guys are shocked to see your son but everyone is staring at him like he's a fucking alien. If it's making me uncomfortable then it's definitely making him uncomfortable."
Mom takes a deep breath. "Well...I'm your mother, Lillian." She says.
"I'm your father, Ethan."
"Is that where I got my middle name?" He asks. Both of them nod. "Who are you guys?" He asks to Peeta and Johanna.
"Johanna Mason, Katniss's best friend, basically your sister." Johanna says.
"Peeta Mellark, Kat's fiancé." Peeta says.
Reed raises his eyebrows and turns to me. "How old are you?" He questions.
"Twenty one," I open the Doritos and hop up on the counter.
"So I'm four years older?" He asks.
"Five. Mom had you at fifteen and she had me at twenty."
"You guys look so alike. It's creepy." Peeta says.
"I know. It's like a male Katniss." Johanna says.
"We are still going on the boat though, right?" Prim asks.
We are going on the boat for fireworks and driving out to an island to set them off. All the Mellarks are coming and so are Haymitch and Finnick and Annie. Prim is ecstatic because Audrey is coming. She's going to be pissed when she has to wear a life jacket. "Yes, we're still going on the boat." I reply. "You're coming, right?" I ask Reed.
"Um…I didn't know I was invited…I don't have a swimsuit…" Reed says.
"Of course your invited! We didn't put you up for adoption! My mom made the nurse take you from me right after you were born!" Mom says. "You've always been wanted in this family. We looked for you all over but never found you."
He looks surprised. "I'll take you to get a suit." Peeta offers. "I need one anyway."
"I…can't…" he trails off.
"He lost his job because his boss is a jerk and he lives in a hotel room." I add.
"Well let's clean out Prim's room." Johanna says.
"Yeah, just stay with us. You don't have to pay." Peeta says.
"Oh…I don't know." He says.
"It wasn't an option." I hop off the counter. "Prim, want to go to the store?" I ask.
"Okay!" she says.
"Mom, you coming?" I ask. She nods. I'm just about to ask Johanna before she nods, too.
….s….
We go to children Hollister first, and Prim finds a light pin ruffled one piece bathing suit with a bow on it.
She isn't saying anything because she's just found it, but she's staring at it. Then she grabs it, takes my wallet from my hand and walks to the counter. Mom grabs Prim and takes my wallet and hands it back to me. "Prim that is not right. Apologize to Katniss."
Prim looks at me. "Sorry sissy. Mommy, I want this." Prim says.
"This isn't your size." Mom says. She looks through the suits and gets Prim's size and then makes her try it on before buying it. Then we go to the older Hollister and I find this adorable dress that is hot pink and tan striped that goes to like seven inches above the knee and it's like a long tee shirt but its three quart sleeves that can unroll into a long sleeve and it's adorable. I buy it, along with white flip flops and an all-white bathing suit but the top is like a pushup bra.
We go home, and Peeta is back with Reed and Dad had gone with them. The Mellark's are all here now. Prim squeals when she sees Audrey and they run to one another and hug. I close myself in the bathroom and change into my new swimsuit and pull on the dress over it and roll up the sleeves and then I slide on the flip flops, get my white sunglasses and after staring at myself in the mirror, I take out the braid, put the sunglasses on top of my head and walk into the living room. Peeta hands me a phone. It's better than my old one. It's the iPhone 5c and it's green with a gray and white life proof case on it.
"You got a new phone?" I ask.
"That's your phone." He says.
"No it's not, my phone got thrown out the window." I reply.
"And then I got you a new phone." He says.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yes, and everything is already on it." He says.
"You didn't have to do that…" I mumble.
"Well…I did." He says. I hug him.
"Thank you," I kiss him for a moment.
"You're welcome." He says.
"Are we leaving?" Kegan asks impatiently. "Then sooner we get there, the longer we get to see Katniss in a bathing suit."
"Oh, I'm not going. I'm sick." I reply.
His face drops, Graham's face drops, Rye's face drops, and so does Justice's. "What! Just take some medicine! You'll be perfectly fine!" Justice insists.
The one thing I am good at is faking sneezes. This is what I do now, and then I shake my head, fake sneeze three more times and look at him. "I'm not going." I repeat. Everyone in the room knows I'm just joking with them.
"Whatever. Let's go." Haymitch stands up.
I lean up and hug Peeta again. "I'll meet you there." I whisper. He nods, trying not to laugh.
Everyone leaves, and I wait a minute before following them.
They're just getting on the boat when I get on too. "You guys are fucking stupid." I tell Rye and Graham and Justice and Kegan.
They stare at me for a moment. "You're not sick?" Rye asks.
"No," I reply. Peeta takes off his shirt. He's not self-conscious about the scar on his stomach anymore. Everyone is in their bathing suits now.
"You're not taking this off?" Peeta asks.
To be honest, he wants me to take it off about just as much as the guys do. I shrug. "No." I reply.
He hesitates, staring at me, and then he grabs the hem of my dress and takes it off anyways. "Too late." he teases, dropping my in the cabinet with everybody else's clothes and everything in the cabinet under the steering. I add my shoes in there, and turn to the four boys.
"If you guys keep staring at me I'll stab your fucking eyes out." I threaten. They look away. Mom is currently arguing with Prim about the life jacket.
I grab another one for her and as Mom fights with Prim, I sneak up behind and put it on her. She starts crying, and Mom looks relived. "Thanks." She says. I nod and sit down on the bow. Dad is going to be driving because we grew up in Florida and he knows how to.
"Hey Dad?" I ask.
"Yeah?" he asks as he starts the boat.
"Go really fast." I tell him. "Especially over waves,"
I know that none of the Mellarks have been on a boat before. Peeta's grandparents didn't come down for the forty of July. Audrey and Prim have the same bathing suit but Audrey's is a darker pink. They didn't plan it, either. They sit in the chairs by Mom and Peeta's Aunt Jessica. "Alright…" he says. I sit down on the side of the boat.
"He's going really fast and you're sitting there?" Peeta asks, unsure.
"I grew up in Florida Peeta. I'll be fine."
"No sunscreen?" Reed asks.
"No…I don't burn." I reply.
"I don't either." He sits down next to me. Everyone but Finnick, Annie and Johanna stay away from the edge.
"Kitten, undock us." Dad says. I stand up and make Kegan move, and lean over the edge of the boat and untie the rope from the dock on both sides. "We have the anchor in the water too." Dad says.
"Why?" I ask as I move to the front and get the anchor from the water, putting it in the part on the bow that it goes in.
"Because it was drifting anyways," Dad says.
"Oh…" I trail off.
"Okay, everyone sit down so we can go." Dad says. Everyone takes their seats, but I walk over to Dad.
"You're going to go fast, right?" I demand.
"Yes," he says. I sit down next to Reed again.
He starts the boat, slow at first. I stick my hand in the water to see if it's really cold, and I'm pleased when it's not.
He starts to speed up, and I have a feeling this is as fast as he's going to go.
This is barely enough to blow my hair back. I put my sunglasses over my eyes and stand up.
"Hey Dad?" I ask.
"Yes?" he asks.
"Can I drive?"
He hesitates at first. "Alright," he says.
I move to the controls and he stands next to me. "Hey, everybody grab on to something." I say.
"Oh god," Peeta grumbles.
I look around to make sure nobody is going to go flying out of the boat, and then slowly, speed us up, wait till everyone is ready, and push the speed all the way to its max.
Deliberately I head for the waves and send us airborne for a second before we crash back into the ocean.
I make sure nobody is got airborne, but they all look exhilarated. "Kitten," Dad shouts. "Let me drive. I'll keep up this speed!" he says.
"Alright," I shout back. I sit back down next to Reed, and Dad takes over again.
It's really hot out here and the only air is hot. After an hour I'm sweating and it's suffocating. "It's really hot out here!" I say. Peeta is on my right and Reed is on my left. Finnick is next to Peeta, Annie is next to him and Johanna is next to Reed.
Reed smirks suddenly, and stands up and says something to Dad.
Dad slows to a stop.
We're in the middle of the ocean right now and we can see part of the city, but not much. "Why'd we stop?" I demand.
"You think it's hot out here?" he asks.
"Yeah, why?" I ask.
"Just wondering." He says.
"Why are we stopped?" I repeat. Reed grabs my and picks me up. "Hey! Put me down!" normally, I can break out of his grip, but he's too strong. "Reed; stop it! Put me down!" I shout.
"And here comes the big brother picking on the little sister." Peeta says.
"Put me down!" I start hitting him on the back.
"Fine, I'll put you down." He stands on the edge of the boat.
"Reed; you better not-" he drops me right into the ocean.
When I come up, he's laughing his ass off. I climb back onto the boat, dripping.
"You asshole!" I snarl.
"You said you were hot." He sits back down on the edge of the boat, and I push him into the water, but he grabs my waist and pulls me back in with him. He holds me under water, and I hold him underwater, and he doesn't let me up until I'm heaving. "Don't push me in the water." He says.
"You deserved it! You pushed me in!" I exclaim.
"That's my job. To piss you off." He says.
"No it isn't!" I snap. Peeta pulls me out of the water.
"Yes it is. Your my baby sister. I'm supposed to piss you off." He replies.
"I'm not a baby." I snap.
"You might as well be," he replies.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I demand.
"It means you're my little sister. Therefore, you're a baby." He says. I try to push him back in the water, but he grabs my wrists and pushes me back in instead.
"You bitch!" I shout as I clamber back onto the boat, having trouble breathing. He just laughs.
"It's funny because you think your intimidating and you're not."
"I would be careful. She can kick your ass and she can shoot a bow." Finnick speaks up.
"She won't do it, though." he waves him off.
I wait till he's standing up to send the boat flying. He shoots backwards over the edge. I stop the boat, laughing my ass off as he swims over to us and climbs on the boat.
"You're going to pay for that. I'll get you." he threatens.
"I'd love to see you try." I reply. Mom sighs and shakes her head. Dad does the same.
"What do you do when your kids do this?" Mom asks, nodding at Reed and I. "Because we can't take stuff because they're adults."
"Oh, I smack them upside the head and tell them to cut it out. They normally argue back, but I threaten to tell the most embarrassing secret of their childhood. With Peeta, I threaten to let Katniss keep his baby book and then I tell him I'll tell her what he did when he was twelve in the shower."
"What'd he do when he was thirteen in the shower?" I ask.
"Nothing," Peeta glares at his mother.
"No, what'd he do?" I ask.
"Nothing; I did nothing!" Peeta says.
"He masturbated and he kept saying some name 'Jennifer'." She says.
"Who's Jennifer?" I shoot at Peeta.
"Nobody…" he mumbles.
"Who's Jennifer?" I repeat.
"Nobody!" he says.
"Peeta. Who is Jennifer?" I ask.
"A person!" he says.
"I got that part. Who is she? Is she your ex-girlfriend; your friend; your first kiss? Who's Jennifer?" I press.
"You were my first girlfriend and my first kiss. You know that." He says.
"Fine; who is she, then?" I demand.
"She's a girl…" he trails off.
"I know she's a girl! How do you know her?"
"I don't know her!" he snaps.
"Why were you thinking about her then?" I demand.
"Because I liked her." He says.
"Okay, how do you like her if you don't know her?" I demand.
"It was Jennifer Lopez!" he blurts.
"The actress?" I ask.
"Yes." He mutters.
"You think she's hot?" I ask.
"She is pretty hot." Reed shoves his hands in the pockets of his swim trunks.
"I thought she was." He replies.
Dad starts speeding again. Reed sits down but I stay standing in front of Peeta.
He stands up and walks all the way to the front of the boat, to the very top, and he sits down.
I feel like I have to apologize, so I walk over and sit down next to him. "I'm sorry." I say in his ear. He shrugs.
"It's alright. I would have done the same thing." He says.
We keep heading
I rest my head on his shoulder. He pulls me into his lap. I wrap my arms around his middle in a hug and rest my head on his shoulder. He pulls me closer, and the last thing I hear before I drift off is Rye, Graham, Justice and Kegan grumbling about how they wish I would fall asleep on them.
She found her borhter! Next chapter I'm doing something you guys may not like…sorry about that.
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