This is for the first chapter too: disclaimer: I do not own any of Suzanne Collins's characters or the meadow song.

Authors Note: hi. I know it was a really quick update, but I felt that the first chapter didn't really give much detail as to who the characters were, their past, blah blah blah. Anyway, enjoy. Oh, and special thanks to ChelseaMarie101 and for following and/or favoriting (not even a word) my story! I, am truly touched. My first followers. (cry cry, sniff sniff) Curse me and my cheesiness. Anyway, ENJOY!

After Gale and I dropped off Prim, we both went to our lockers, which were side-by side.

"Hey Catnip?" Gale said.

"Ya Gale?" I said as I was grabbing my textbooks and binders.

"I think you deserve some answers." I slam the locker door shut.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"I mean that you deserve some answers as to who killed your father and why. And what information he had. You've been asking for four years Catnip, and I think that you deserve some answers." He whispered. I stare at him with a blank expression, absorbing all of this in. "Talk to Abernathy next time you see him, I got my answers from him." And with that he stalks off to his next class. As I sauntered off to my next class, which was conveniently with Mr. Abernathy, I wondered.

"What answers?" I walk into class, five minutes late.

"Oh, look who decided to show up. Powdered your nose again sweetheart?" Mr. Abernathy said. I heard snickers and low whispers around the room, usually I would say something that would make them shut up, but I was too wrapped up in my thoughts to do other wise. Mr. Abernathy must have noticed the shift in my behavior, because he then says,

"Everdeen, after class." everyone started snickering. I look over to see clove and glimmer looking at me with a 'busted' look slapped across their faces. May I introduce the spoiled, two-face, bitches of District 12 High. I roll my eyes and turn around to see Madge, my best friend for life, giving me a questioning look. But the crucial detail that I didn't notice, was the blue-eyed, quarterback/baker.

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When class is over and everyone has cleared the classroom, I am still there, standing at Mr. Abernathy's desk, waiting for a detention slip that has my name on it in red ink.

"Did Hawthorn talk to you?" he questioned with a serious expression on his face. I, on the other hand, am taken aback by his outburst.

"About what?"

"Answers." he stated, as if it was as simple as 2+2.

"Mr. Abernathy-"

"Call me Haymitch." he said with a grin, but that grin soon disappeared and he said, "Go talk to baker boy, tell him... Mockingjay's fire."

"Who's baker-" I start.

"I think you know sweetheart. When you get the information, I'll need to talk to you. About your training." he abruptly stands up from his chair, snatches up his flask and a stack of papers, and leaves the classroom. Of course I know who baker boy is. I just don't want to admit it. He's the one that tossed me the burnt bread when my family was on the brink of starvation, and he has always had a spot in my heart. But more importantly, what does Peeta Mellark have to do with any of this?

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I'm sitting in the lunchroom with Madge and Gale, and I just finished my pb&j.

"Hey guys, I have to go talk to Mr. Jones about that science paper thats due next week." Gale arches his right eyebrow while Madge says, "'Kay Kat. See you after school?"

"Yeah, of course." I reply. I walk off and see Peeta, with his 'posse'. I just stay still and admire him. His clear, soft, blue eyes, his dirty blond curls, his biceps, his pecs...

"Oh gosh." I whisper to myself in disgust. After i regained my composure, I casually walk over to him. He sees me and smiles.

"Hey Katniss." he calls.

"Hey- Peeta. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." he tells me as he picks up the trash from his lunch. "Just a sec guys." he tells Finnick, Thresh, Gloss, Cashmere, and Annie. As soon as we are far enough so that nobody hears, I squeeze my eyes and say, "Mockingjay's fire." as I slowly open my eyes, I see his face is covered in shock. His smile no longer there, but replaced by a slight frown. He turns around.

"Finn!" he shouts. By this point my palms are practically oozing sweat and i start to feel dizzy. As soon as Finnick arrives, Peeta says, "Katniss, tell Finn what you told me."

"Mockingjay's fire." I whisper. Once again, I look up and see that Finn has the same expression that Peeta has now.

"Shit." Finn mumbles.

"What?" I demand.

"Katniss, welcome to the rebellion."

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