Hey guys! Thank you so much for the reviews I have been getting! It means a lot to me to know what you guys think about the story so far! I just realized that when I posted the chapters for some reason the name of May's history teacher won't show up, so I want everyone to know that her name is supposed to be Delly Dalton. Obviously this is Delly Cartwright but she married a man named Jake Dalton. ( I mentioned that in one of the earlier chapters I think). I just wanted you guys to know. For some reason my laptop won't let me type names that start with mr or mrs.
Anyway time to answer some reviews!
Kl
Yeah! Good job! May is taking this very well. It must be the history class. However, if she is paying attention in history, why do a lot of things shock her in the video?
Since May is wondering about Haymitch, might she find out where he is on her own? Or will Katniss lead her to him? On one hand, going alone would allow more to be said. On the other hand, going together would push Katniss to tears again.
You also have a lot of spelling errors and omitted words, but you probably already knew that.
To answer your first question, May is shocked by things in the video because there is a difference between learning about something, and actually seeing it. Especially when it involves both of you parents. For your second question all I can tell you is that it will be pretty dramatic when May finds out about Haymitch.
Guest
When are you going to write a new chapter? This one was really good by the way.
I am hoping that this chapter get out as quickly as possible. And thank you for the complement!
Cammiexox
Omg I just read this thing in 2 days and its fricking AWESOME!
Your an AWESOME writer!
The plot is AWESOME!
I have a small request DON'T LET THIS END! (And let Lars find out may likes him! Can u say gossip!)
Oh My God, thank you so much! It's reviews like these that really give me the encouragement to keep writing! And as for your request, I fully intend to keep writing as long as people keep reading. And I plan on continuing the romantic plot line of the story.
(May's POV)
As soon as the golden words fade away my heart stops at the image of the the pair of beautiful siblings glittering in their chariot. District two also looks strong in stylized capitol versions of military uniforms. My breathing has been able to start again once I see the rest of the tributes and the way they seemed to have lost their strong bodies and imitating presence.
My mind has began to wonder and I startled by the breath taking appearance of my parents.
They look so strong and beautiful and powerful in their costumes.
They are not even simply wearing fire. No. They are fire. Flickering and dancing in the wind and they ride down the street.
Unlike last time they are not smiling and waving, they are basically ignoring the screaming crowd. They seem to be glaring at an unknown point ahead of them. My parents immediately get a close up and I can't help but stare.
My mother is glaring with such anger and hatred that she truly looks deadly. Her gray eyes cold and unforgiving. Dark dramatic makeup making her look deadly and powerful.
Next to her though my dad can only manage looking powerful and serious. No matter how much dramatic makeup is put on on him he can never look truly look deadly. The sky blue eyes that he and I share still shine as bright as ever.
The entire crowd and even most of the other tributes are unable to take their eyes off of the two of them. A strange feeling of pride rushes through me at that.
My parents are not to be messed with. And everyone knows it.
Presidents Snow gives his boring speech, almost exactly the same as the last previous years games.
Next are the training scores. I'm hoping that my parents get scores close to the ones they got last year, especially for my mom.
But no.
They both get 12s.
To say we were shocked would be an under statement.
Besides a few of the tributes such as district 1 and 2, and the tributes Finnick Odair and Johanna Mason, my parents have little to worry about. I pause the tape just as the words The interviews begins to flash onto the screen.
I turn towards my friends who have matching expressions of confusion on their faces. Unlike me, who is grinning so hard my cheeks are beginning to ache.
"What?" I ask them.
Lars is the first one to speak up, "What could they have both done to get 12s."
"What do you mean."
"Well in the last tape everyone seemed to pretty shocked that your mom got an 11. I doubt they would be surprised if someone had gotten a score even higher than that before."
I nod in understanding, though I am not fully convinced.
"Oh!" Ali suddenly says, startling both Lars and I.
"What?" I say to her.
"The book, look at the book!" She exclaims.
The book?
"Yeah! You remember the history book you got from the library, don't you!"
"Oh yeah!" I gasp. I scamper to where I placed the book and bring it over towards my friends.
I flip through the pages for a couple moments until I find the chapter I am looking for.
I clear my throat and begin to read out loud.
"The training scores from the 3rd Quarter Quell were certainly a first. District 12's tributes Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark made history when they were both given scores of 12s as their private sessions with the game makers. It has later stated that to earn those scores Peeta Mellark Painted a image of Rue Stenberg, a tribute of the previous year, covered in flowers after she had been killed in the arena."
A/N: I used the last name of the actress who played Rue in the movie because that is what was used in the credits.
What?
"You mom covered little Rue in flowers?" Ali says nearly tearing up.
"I guess, they probably cut it out from the tape." I answer.
"Yeah cause to the Capitol covering a little girl in flowers screams rebellion." Lars remarks dryly.
"I can't believe your dad painted a picture of her." Ali says, looking at me with awe.
"He probably wanted to hold them responsible for basically killing her." Lars says, and we nod in agreement.
We sit there for a few more moments before Ali nudges me. "Go on keep reading." She says quietly. I nod and continue reading.
"And with Katniss Everdeen, it is said that during her private session she made a noose from rope, and strung up a dummy that was painted onto to resmeble the previous years head game maker, Seneca Crane, who had been executed."
"And I though my dad was rebellious." I say after I finish reading the paragraph.
"Of course your mom had to out do your dad when it comes to rebelling." Lars laughed.
"Okay then, we have our answer. Now come on un-pause the tape!" Ali giggled. I chuckle and make my way back to the projector to start up the tape again.
The next thing to show up on the screen are the golden words that say The Interviews.
It seems that there is a recurring theme with the victors turned tributes during their interviews. They all seem to be trying to use some type of angle to stop the games.
The siblings from district 1 seem to be trying to gain sympathy from the crowd. Beetee, district 3's male tribute seems to be taking a diplomatic approach to the whole thing. Finnick ,from district 4, reads a poem to his love, and every foolish capitol lady seems to be convinced that it's them. I scoff at their ignorance.
Johanna Mason, from district 7, seems to angerly plead with the capitol to change the rules of the games. Saying that when the rules where first written they may not have anticipated that such a strong bond would form between the capitol and the victors.
And then all too soon we see my mom walk on screen.
I can only gasp.
Ali chokes on a sob.
Lars shakes his head, disgusted.
My mom is wearing a wedding dress.
A beautiful, stunning, glorious wedding dress. Doused in shimmering pearls and glittering jewels my mom is even more gorgeous than I have seen here previously in these tapes.
She goes through her interview playing up the fact that her wedding had to be canceled.
I pause the tape and turn back to my friends, who look as confused as I am.
"Wait, what?" I say bewildered.
"Your mom was supposed to marry your dad before, well you know, they actually god married." Ali asks.
Lars is already looking through the book again before I say anything.
Ali and I are silent for a few moments while Lars flips through the pages with an awkward grimace on his face. Finally he finds the page he is looking for. He waves us over and begins to read.
"During an interview of the star-crossed lovers of district 12 for the five year anniversary of the rebellion, they admitted that initially the romance between them had been...an act to survive."
No..that can't be right.
Lars pauses and looks at me.
Green eyes meet blue.
I see a mixture of apprehension and sympathy. And something else I can't quite place...
He is the first to break our staring contest. He looks down and clears his throat as looks back down at the book. I look of over and Ali and see she seems to be glaring down at her hands and she has a bright blush staining her cheeks.
Before I have time to question, Lars begins to read again.
"Parts of this act included when Peeta Mellark claimed that him and Katniss Everdeen had married and that she was pregnant with their child."
A surprised gasp escapes me.
"Well then, I guess we'll hear about that soon." Lars closes the thick book and turn back to us, motioning to unpause the tape.
My dad is up next.
He is dressed in a suit that is like one a capitol groom might have worn back then.
He steps up to Caesar Flickerman and they exchange pleasantries similar to his last interview, and then Caesar jumps into wedding talk. My dad goes on about how he and mom are already married when he suddenly drops the bomb.
"If it weren't for the baby."
(Katniss's POV)
I feel the warm sun streaming through the open window. I blink open my eyes and smile and the sight in front of me. Peeta's sleeping face, sleep making him look as young as we were when I first fell in love with him.
I feel his hand resting where it has always, right on my scarred hip. And mine, since the first time we ever slept together, rest right on his chest.
So I am able to feel the steady, strong, beat of his heart.
I close my eyes again with a trace of a smile on my lips and bury my face in the crook of his shoulder. As soon as I resumed my original position I once again feel myself slipping back into unconsciousness.
And with Peeta by my side, I know that everything is going to be just fine.
Short one I know but I had to finish it because I'm going to Disney in a few days! Hopefully I can make it up with the next chapter!