So I'm continuing my story about Peeta being stuck in the fence. Hopefully I may post the next chapter tonight also! We'll see how it goes. Remember to review! Tell me what I can do better! It helps me a lot and makes me feel better; letting me know that people read and appreciate my hard work. So in other words, I like reviews (doesn't everyone?)

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Chapter 2- Part 1: part b

I hear Haymitch attempt to run, then fall over. Poor guy must be really out of shape since he drinks so often. The best exercise he gets is when he walks to the Hob to buy liquor. He needs a wife, desperately. Poor, poor, Haymitch…

I try to look back, but fail. My head hits the fence, ouch. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Haymitch getting up. He's getting in better shape already! He's heading toward home already! Yes! He's getting help!

Then I see him make a sharp right. No, no, NO! Wrong way Haymitch! Wrong way! You can't get liquor at a time like this!

Maybe it would help if I spoke out loud.

"Haymitch, stop! You're supposed to go to Victors' Village to get Prim to help me! Remember?"

Either Haymitch hears me and isn't listening, or he's going deaf. Haymitch going deaf is a good possibility. He's old enough.

I search the sky for any sign that the sun is coming up. It's coming up, slowly as usual. Well, what do I expect it to do? Rise Quickly?

I sighed. Great, now my only source of help was gone. He probably is walking around now, getting all that exercise, while I'm stuck under a fence. How pathetic. I should have ran away from home when I was a little kid. Then I wouldn't have all this muscle keeping me prisoner under this fence. Or better yet, I could have not accepted Gale's challenge.

Speaking of Gale, where is he? He should be here by now! Oh… I see how it is. So he tried to get me under the fence so I could get stuck. Now it all makes sense! So you wanna play games? Wow where did that come from? I think that was from one of the movies that the Capital gave us. It was really old I think. Yea, it was really, really was from a time era before the existence of Panam. If I remember correctly, it was called Duel.

I hear shuffling far behind me. It has to be an official. Who else would it be?

"The light is getting closer! I can see the tunnel, behind me now"-

"Shut up, Peeta! The sooner you get out of there, the sooner I can get a drink," said the ever-so-annoying Haymitch.

I was shocked. Why was he back? I thought he already got a drink!

"I-I, uh, Where were you?"

Haymitch snorted, a very obnoxious snort, "Where do you think I was? I couldn't just leave you here, looking like an opossum, failing miserably at playing dead."

I thought for a moment, "Isn't it possum?"

"No, it's opossum."

"Possum."

"Opossum!"

"Possum!"

"Will you guys just shut up?" yelles a new voice. This time I can't play dead. Darn. She would have to miss my performance.

"I see you got tweezers and some medicine to put on Peeta's scratches. Very good, Haymitch, but I'll also need a shovel," says Prim.

"What! Why do you need a shovel? Isn't this enough?" Haymitch almost yells. I think he hates being sober.

"We need to dig him out, unless you want to dig with your hands," She raises her eybrows, challenging Haymitch. I almost laugh at Haymitch's puppy dog eyes.

Not even glancing at Haymitch, Prim kneels down beside me, and whispers in my ear, "Do you mind if I take off your shirt? I need to see the damage the fence did to you."

Before I can say anything she begins peeling off my shirt. She has to stop at my neck. The wire is suspended just above it. I know that this will get awkward.

She whispers again, "We might not be able to cut the wire, it looks too strong. It's a good thing Haymitch got tweezers. We may be able to move it out of the way. Oh, and by the way, it's too bad Katniss isn't here. She would probably love to see you with your shirt off." Prim laughs. She probably wants to lighten the mood. I try to laugh with her, but I'm still a little annoyed with her. Katniss could care less about me. She already had made that very clear.

I hear Prim turn around.

"Tweezers."

I look behind me, Haymitch hands her the tweezers. She carefully twists the wire upward, so that it won't be able to hurt me. Then, she throws the tweezers back, almost hitting Haymitch in the face. This time I have to laugh.

"Peeta, stop laughing, you're shaking the fence!" yells Haymitch.

I calm down, "Sorry, oh great and powerful Haymitch." I mock a bow as best as I can under a fence.

"I need a drink," whines Haymitch.

"Turkey sandwich."

"Turkey sandwich! First the shovel now a sandwich! You can eat later, just get him outta there!"

Suddenly, I hear more shuffling behind me, but it's probably Gale or Katniss. Neither of them need to see my preformance.

I feel Prim and Haymitch freeze. Something's wrong. Now I know what to do.

"GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD!" I lay my head on the ground dramatically. Good, now we'll be left alone.

"Uh, Haymitch, why's Peeta under a fence?" asks the voice of an official.

"Uh..."

Prim's voice cuts in, "My goat ran away and Peeta was chasing it. We lost where it went but he was sure that it went under the fence. So of course, he tried to grab it but already escaped."

The official pauses, then questions, "Didn't you just say that he lost sight of it?"

"But then he found it by the fence."

"Here's your jackrabbit, Thorn," says a voice that sounds like Gale's.

"Oh, uh.."

Gale's voice says again, "Of course you might not get it for a long time unless you forget what you saw here."

"I don't know what your talking about. What am I supposed to forget?"

I turn my head and notice the official wink at Gale, then walk away. As Katniss would say, District 12, the place you can starve to death in peace. I think that's how it goes. Whatever, it's her saying, not mine.

Gale walks over to me and kneels down, "Idiot, I said wood, not woods. There's a significant difference you know?"

I'm tired of his condesending tone, but I don't want to comment on it now. I'm sick of being Fenceman.

"Ok guys start digging Peeta out. That's the only way to get out from under this fence. It's happened to me hundreds of times before. That's why I always dig under the fence before I go under."

With that, Gale leaves me there with Prim and Haymitch.

"Well, don't just sit there Prim, dig him out!"

"I've been doing all the work! You do it!"

"No, you!"

"You!"

"Stop it!" I yell. I'm getting sick of everyone fighting. Then, calmly, i add, "I don't care who digs me out. As long as I'm not stuck under here, I'll be okay."

"Okay, Haymitch, we're both digging him out."

"Whatever, as long as I get a drink after this."

Both begin digging me out. Even i begin digging under my hands, my chest, and any other area I can reach. About an hour later, I wiggle free. I get out from under that wretched fence. Then I try to jump up. Ouch, my legs! Not a good idea.

"Yes! I'm free! hahahhaha!

As Prim pulls my shirt up again, Haymitch walks over to me.

"You owe me," he states.

"Oh, I though you were only helping me because you felt it would be an act of kindness."

Haymitch laughs, "You should know me by now, Mellark. I don't do anything out of kindness." He pats me on the back and walks towards the Hob, obviously to get liquor.

Prim finishes on my back and neck.

"Peeta, you should go see what Gale wants."

"Yea, I probably should. Hey, thanks again! I really appreciate your help."

"Your welcome, Peeta. You need to look good for Katniss you know." She smiles and I know she's only joking. Somehow though, it seems like she knows something I don't. I tell her goodbye and go to the wood pile in the meadow to see what Gale wants.

So yea thats it, for now. Next chapter is Gale's challenge. I have plans. Muahahahha. I also added a line from one of my favorite movies ever! It's called Duel. So rent it at Blockbuster or something because its an old an awsome old movie, ok I'm getting off track. Peeta is cool. And thank you guys so much for reading but please please please review! : )