"KATNISS!" Prim screeched.
"Dear Jesus woman what?" I mumbled my face buried in the pillow.
"Get up! It's the first day of school." She said. Sighing I lifted myself up from my warm and comfy bed as I took in my surroundings. Glancing at the clock I shuffled to get up and ready sleep still evident in my mind as my body didn't react the way I wanted it to and I tripped over my bed sheets.
I scowled at the ground but picked myself up and made my way to the bathroom. I turned the shower on to warm up as I rummaged through my drawers for something nice to wear. Pulling out a 'Bulls' jersey along with some skinny jeans and a beanie I made my way back to the bathroom.
After the shower and getting dressed I left my hair in its natural curls as I pulled on my black supras and grabbed a bunch of bracelets. I made sure to put on my contacts sighing. I love my natural eye color. Slinging my Jansport bag over my shoulder I made my way downstairs. The house was quiet while I made my way downstairs.
"Here." Catherine said shoving two keys in my hand. I looked at her confused eyebrows raised.
"What're these for?" I asked curiously.
"Your car and the seconds for your bike. Your parents informed me you like to ride." My aunt said in her high-pitched voice.
"Erm thanks auntie." I said offering her a crooked smile. She smiled back showing off her white teeth. Prim bounced the stairs wearing a floral chiffon dress, white TOMS, An infinity necklace while her hair rested straight on her back. My auntie handed her a set of keys.
"I'll see you there then?" I asked her.
"Yeah Kade." She said winking. Crap! I almost forgot the fake names. We would've been so screwed. Sighing I walked out the door.
Cato's POV
A convertible red Audi slipped in the parking lot directly across my hummer soon followed by a motorcycle. The first girl slipped out baby blue eyes looking around the parking lot. She was gorgeous I'm not going to lie but she had a soft look to her.
The next girl slid off her bike slipping off her helmet. I watched her as she looked around with icy blue eyes. I couldn't pin any emotion as she looked around with a blank expression. She on the other hand was breathtakingly gorgeous. With curly hair and a punk attitude.
"Wow." I heard Finnick mutter.
"A girl with a good choice in sports teams." I say in 'awe'
"And music." Marvel mutters which makes me roll my eyes.
"The first girl is beautiful." Peeta mutters. He would like the soft looking one. Sometimes I wonder about him.
"Well I'm going to talk to her." Marvel says and before any of us can stop him he walks towards the curly haired girl.
I watch as he talks pointing to her bracelets. Her face brightens as she starts to talk as well. Leaving Finnick and I to stare with our jaws on the floor.
Katniss' POV
"Hi I'm Marvel." A cute boy with scene styled hair and dimples says shyly.
"Hi I'm er Kade." I say reminding myself to us my fake name.
"I like those bands as well." He says pointing at my bracelets.
"You had me at bands." I say smirking. He chuckles shoving his hands in his pockets. "So are your friends going to introduce themselves or just stare?" I ask. He laughs shaking his head before tugging on my hand leading me towards them.
"Guys this is Kade." Marvel says.
"Hi I'm Cato." A blonde haired icy blue eyed boy says waving. His blonde hair is messy and he's much taller than me with a giant muscular build and a chiseled face.
"Hi Muscles." I say as he grins at the nickname.
"I'm Finnick but you can call me sexy." He says winking playful. Finnick has bronze scene hair and bronze skin with a lean muscular built body. He's almost as tall as Cato who's shorter than Marvel. To say he's gorgeous is an understatement. To be honest though, Marvel's look are my favorite.
"Hm I'll call you Finn instead." I say as he pouts.
"But you call Cato muscles." He whines.
"Maybe I should call you baby for whining so much, but I'd think you'd enjoy that too much." I say smirking as they laughed. The bell interrupted their laughter as I realized I have yet to get my schedule. Great way to start off the first day of school.