The wind is blowing very hard as Prim and I walk to the bakery, making it many degrees colder than it should be. I check on Prim and she catches my eyes and smiles.
We reach the bakery and Prim looks like she has just won a hover car, when we enter. The bakery is as busy as usual, and I lead Prim to the kitchen. As we enter the kitchen I see my oldest brother, Dagan.
"Hey little bro! What's up?" he says to me not noticing Prim.
"Well, I'm showing Prim-" I start to say, but get interrupted by Dagan who looks awestruck.
"Oh my God! You're Primrose Everdeen! Katniss's little sis!" he practically squeals in excitement. "Dude! Why the heck didn't you tell me that she was coming! I have flour all over my hair!" He turns tom me to blame. I shake my head and am about to say something but Prim cuts me off.
"Oh, you don't have to get all dressed up for me. Your brother and Katniss are the real stars here. I'm just a sibling." She says giggling at the shock of Dagan. "Honestly! I am the regular District 12 citizen, I am no better than any of you." She says beaming.
Dagan nods dumbfounded, and gets back to work. Prim starts laughing and I look at her rolling my eyes at Dagan but smiling. "Sorry about that." I tell Prim. But she looks pleased. "No, don't apologize. He is quite the welcoming committee." And I start laughing.
"Follow me." I say, and Prim does it obediently; we find an unoccupied place to work with. We take off our jackets, scarves and gloves, and I hang them up. Then I take to aprons and chef hats.
I hand one of each to her and she puts them on as I do. After, we both wash our hands and before we know it we each have the dough we need and the other things also.
"Now, what do you want to make Prim?" I ask her. She thinks for a bit then her face lights up. "Cheese buns, because they're Katniss favorite." I smile "I was just thinking the same thing. So cheese buns it is" I say.
Prim and I start kneading the dough, and for a first timer, she is an absolute pro. Man, this child is gifted.
"So Prim," I begin as we make small holes in the dough to insert the cheese with. "Is it okay if I ask you some questions? Like an interview?"
Her face turns into a smile. "Sure Peeta. That seems like fun."
I look at her. "Okay. Well, how does it feel having a sister that is a victor of District 12?" I ask her. She seems to consider this before answering. "Well, I feel honored to have Katniss as a victor-and you too Peeta- because she took my place, and the other option was death. Soo…. Yeah." She answers.
I laugh and Prim smiles. "Alright. Next Question: How does it affect you that Katniss and I are victors?" I ask her, because I really am curious.
"Hmmm…well, I get a lot of attention in school and other places and people are always asking me questions about you two and some about me. Like: 'Hey Prim. How's life going' or 'What's up Prim? Can I get an autographed Bow and arrow from Katniss?' or most of the time, 'Hi hi Prim! Umm, do you know if Peeta is single? He is soooooo hot!' ". She tells me.
I am in somewhat of a shock. "Wait. They ask you things like that?" I ask mortified.
She starts filling in the cheese. "Oh yes, and worse. Like one time at school when it was lunchtime, this girl named Yertha approached my friends and I and asked me what your favorite color was. So I told her it was orange, and she thanked me and left. My friends and I shrugged it off and resumed lunch time as usual. Are you with me?" she asks and I nod eager to hear the rest of the story.
She continues. "Well, the next day Yertha came to school dressed in her uniform, but the uniform color was every single orange known to man! Her footwear was orange, her nails were orange, her hair color was orange and even her eyes were a shade of orange. She is a plump girl, so she looked like a walking pumpkin. But then when you think it could not have gotten any worse it did. She walked up to me asking for you address and I told her look it up and I left."
I am standing there appalled and frozen at this story. Prim must be staring at me because she giggles a bit. "Don't worry Peeta. She isn't going to harm you she is just a very big fan of yours." She says hastily. I unfreeze and look directly at prim and say "My God Prim. I am defiantly borrowing your sister's hunting gear tonight." And she bursts out laughing like a young girl should. And then and there is when I feel like the world is in balance.