I don't own the hunger games, only the characters I create. Yet again, this is a redo of the chapter, I did these so fast because I wanted to make sure they were up together, after a little mix-up that I had…haha yeah I'm not really focusing today, no school so I'm relishing in the fact that I'm not cooped up inside a room with a ton of other people listening to the teacher go on and on about something I already know. 8)

Caught

Lily's POV

"You, how did you get tha?t" Brandon half asked half screamed at me. I stood there silent, every part of me is screaming run, but I don't know if I can. I feel trapped, I'm alone and they out number me.

When I refused to answer Brandon began to stalk towards me, his face showing his every emotion, anger, hatred, and the slightest amount of sadness. He roughly grabbed my shoulders and tried to shake me, but something caused him to stop. I glanced over at Peeta to see him looking dead and terrified, then to the person holding Brandon back, my mother.

"Do not touch my daughter." she snarled, I shifted my gaze over towards Peeta to see him frozen in place, watching my mother as if she was going to hurt him as much as possible. When he seemed to realize she was holding his son he snapped out his thoughts and straightened his back.

"You shouldn't touch her." He stated, Brandon stared at him as did my mother and I,

"Peeta," she began but he looked away speaking only to his children.

"Go to school, I'll see you when you get back." They nodded in reply before picking up their bags that had been dropped at some point.

"Bye daddy." Rue said to him thoughtfully as she hugged him goodbye, when I looked back to Brandon I realized his eyes were fixed on me.

"Brandon." Peeta said in a warning tone, the boy looked away from me to his father.

"Bye dad." was all he said, his face had closed, almost like a stone wall had been built. All his emotions remained hidden. I watched the two of them as they walked towards the school until they left my line of sight.

"Mom, how did you know?" I asked, but she wasn't looking at me. Rather she was looking at Peeta with a mixed expression on her face. After about three minutes she seemed to realize I was there.

"Go to school, I'll talk to you when you get home." I nodded and began to walk away, about halfway down the street I turned around to see Peeta retreating into his house while my mother watched him go, her face masked yet again. There's never been a time more in my life when I've been so desperate to know what thoughts run through my mother's mind.

Brandon's POV

As I walked away from my dad I realized how angry I was. It was bad enough that a girl ran into me less than twenty feet away from my house, but did it have to be Katniss Hawthorn's daughter? I was already mad enough when my father told me I would be attending school with her. The worst part was she seemed nice and someone who was definitely going to be hard to hate. But the disgusted look on her face when she found out who we were was enough.

My father never told us to hate Katniss and her family, he actually said to respect her and everyone related to her. He would go on and on about how she was the only reason he was alive. But he never talked about how she broke his heart. Why should I respect someone who tore my dad apart?

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it's a redo yet again! Ha ha I hope this is much better then it was before, please review.

~HunterofArtemis1136