Ok, so I know I've said I'm Team Gale, but I've realized that I'm actually Team Peeta, I just like Gale better. Does that make sense? Please, tell me if you are the same, so I'm know I'm not alone!
Ding-Dong, The Wicked Witch Isn't Dead
I hear the door bell ring. It's Haymitch.
"Ugh, the little rugrat. Where's ol' papa?" He scoffs.
"In the other room, I guess I'll be getting him." I respond equally as nasty.
"No mind. YO! BREAD BREATH!" he screams. He was never one to be subtle. so while I'm writing this, I'm listening to the wizard of oz soundtrack. MAN THOSE MUNCHKINS ARE ANNOYING!
"What?" My father replies groggily. He was up late last night, in the bakery.
"We have reason to believe that a certain someone was hidden in a secret chamber."
"So you finally found Johanna? Cool, I'm just going to resume dreaming on my couch now."
"No, we found that witch of a wife you have. Well, witch of a not wife."
"I'm sorry, who do I know that's green and cackles riding around on a broom?"
"Katniss, you thickheaded lump of dough!"
"When doEd the hovercraft leave?!" The 'lump of dough' asks.
"About 20 minutes ago."
I could see my father boiling. I was boiling, too. But not for the same reason. I hope my 'mother' doesn't think she can just waltz into our lives and expect us to immediately bow got her 'greatness'.
