I'm way too busy with school. I'm sorry but I have to abort this story I just don't have time to write. Sorry.
April fools! You guys should know I wouldn't do that.
I grip Peeta's hand. I was exhausted and angry at the turn of events. My little girl got into a fight! Prim is supposed to be a good girl. Maybe Tiffany's a bad influence on her. Effie bursts into the room and looks around frantically. "Where's my baby?" She sobs. "Tiffany's not a baby, more like a brat that's a bad influence on Prim." I say. Effie doesn't say anything, she knows I'm right Tiffany is just out of control, but I realize she's taking about Mitch.
I shrug and turn my attention to Peeta, who's sound asleep. "Your babies are gone too." Effie says. I jump up and run out the room. She's right, Prim and Pete are nowhere to be seen. Neither is Tiffany and Mitch. I grab Effie's hand and start pulling her out of the hospital. Haymitch shows up at our side, but doesn't say anything, and holds Effie's hand. As soon as we get out, I scan my eyes around. They immediately land on the woods. "Haymitch isn't Tiffany's favorite place the woods?" I ask.
He nods and I head to the woods with them trailing behind me. They're quiet so something's wrong. When we go into the woods, I listen carefully. Is it my imagination or do I hear little kids voices coming from the cabin? I head there and find it bolted shut.
I release the bolt and burst into the door. Pete's arms greet my legs. I hug him then I look up and see a very messy Tiffany, a terrified Prim, and a confused Mitch. Mitch throws his arms around Effie's knees and she picks him up. Effie ignores Tiffany, but it's Haymitch who speaks up. "You finally did it Tiffany." He says, "We've given you too many chances. Now you're going to-." Haymitch was cut off by Tiffany, who started yelling. "No, no, no, no! That's not fair! I didn't even do anything!" She yells then adds, "This time!"
Tiffany's POV"Then explain why you guys were trapped in the cabin!" My mom snaps. I remained quiet. I couldn't tell her what happened. Then she would yell my ears out for talking to strangers which is, in this case, Gale. Instead I start running. Again. Won't you ever stop running away from your problems? A voice says disgustedly in my head.
The voice. The voice that always makes me so angry, as if I wasn't angry enough. I felt my body throbbing as I ran, the thrill I loved if you can call it a thrill, my face growing hot, my muscles growing tighter, and my anger rising. I run but I don't have anywhere to go, I'm angry but for no particular reason. Wait I'm angry at my parents for wanting to sending me away.
What ever happened to love? What ever happened to discipline? What ever happened to, this is the most important, family? I stop, I ran way past my limit. "Tiff-Tiff-Tiffany." Someone panted next to me. Prim. She ran way past her limit too. "What's wrong?" Prim asks, her face still red. "Everything." I snap. This doesn't faze Prim at all. "Tiff it ain't the end of the world." She says. "You sound just like my mom." I say.
Thinking of my mom made me angry. "Goodbye Prim." I whisper. Prim looks at me like I'm crazy. "What are you talking about?" She asks. "My mother and dad are sending me away. To my great uncle Lou in the capitol." I say, avoiding looking at Prim. "Parents can't send their kids away! Don't they love you?" Prim asks, but immediately covers her mouth.
"No Prim. They stopped loving me after I became bad." Tears stung my eyes and I angrily wipe them away. "They love you Tiff. But the way you act Tiffany. You were a good girl gone bad." Prim says. "That's because everything was so boring! I needed excitement!" I say. Prim smiles. "Come on I'll explain everything to your mom and dad." She says.
I follow her back to the woods. Where I see my parents heading toward me. Before they can do anything, Prim explains that we were playing and the door slammed and bolted shut. Well at least that was part of the truth. My dad nods, but my mom looks suspicious. She doesn't trust me anymore. She probably never did.