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Chapter 4: Something's Gotta Give
Once Peeta leaves my mother looks at the bread. I take Peeta's coat and place on Prim. She shivers and then sighs. "It's so warm. Is this Peeta's?" I nod and she cuddles into it. My mom empty the bag onto the table, as I take a seat. Her eyes go wide, and asks, "How many squirrels did you catch?" I shrug and put my head in my hands. I answer in fustration, "One, bloody squirrel." She gasps, responding, "All this?" I nod and say, "They wouldn't let me leave without it. And if I would disagree, the baker was going to send Peeta to bring it over."
She nods and says, "Mitchell was always generous." I let the words slip out of my mouth easily, "He must have loved you a lot." Her head snaps up, but she acts as if she never heard me, "Yes, he did." She takes the bread and brews a tea. I retreat to my room to switch out of my wet clothes. I take in a new, clean shirt and trousers I wore the other day. As I leave the room I let the warm aroma of bread indulge me.
Once dinner is ready, we all sit and take a moment before digging in. Me having not eaten in 3 days just to make sure Prim did, takes the food carefully. I silently thank the Mellarks for the food I could never bring to the table.
At night, I layed on my side of the bed where Prim is snuggled against me, wrapped in Peeta's jacket. I thank him for providing my family with things we could not afford. I look at my mother sleeping in a comfortable position and figure out how can she sleep so well in our circumstances. I guess this is how you feel when you have to put food on the table everyday. I try to sleep, and when I do, I dream of blue eyes and golden hair. I dream of him.
Two weeks later
Today is Sunday. Me and Gale just came back from our hunt with a big haul. On our way back to the fence, I sense it's just an hour before sunset. We always go all day on Sunday, since Gale now works in the mines. He snaps me out of my thoughts, "I sense your not yourself lately, Katniss." He must be serious because he called me Katniss, not Catnip. He takes a few steps and then stops in front of me, "What's up, Katniss?" I sigh and honestly I have no idea what has been going on with me these couple of days. But I lie to Gale, "I'm fine, it's just it hard with Prim growing up and needing more things you know?" He seems to fall for it and smiles, "You can do it, Catnip. Hell, you could do anything you've ever wanted."
I smile and we continue to walk, but my mind occupies what I've really been thinking about. I've been thinking about Peeta, lately. Me and Prim have been over to the bakery, because everytime we go Peeta keeps his promise. Prim always has cookies, shows them off to her friends and then shares them. She belongs in the generous group of people. But I might be paranoid, but everytime we are there, I feel Peeta's eyes on me all the time. Not to mention, he always has cheese buns for me. I've learn to have a good conversation with him, and I did have some laughs with him.
*Flashback to last Friday*
"No, no, Rabbits are not cute." I say laughing at Peeta. He chokes on his tea, and barks back mockingly, "Liar, they are adorable. You just hunt them that's all." I shake my head and he says, "They're are beautiful things in this world, Katniss. You just have to let them shine." I disagree with him, "No, there isn't Peeta. Everything is gray and boring." He shakes his head again and begins describing the world around us, "How about the light of a sunset? The flame of a fire? The dandelions that grow in the meadow? A mother deer tending to her little ones? The rosy cheeks Prim has? A beautiful, brave girl." I listen to the last sentence, and raise my head to his. He stares at me with such intensity, his blue eyes seem to change a shade darker. He places a hand over my own, and I feel a shock of electricity shoot through me. He says, "Katniss, there are beautiful things around you. Even when you look at your reflection, believe me Katniss, you're are beautiful." I feel my cheeks heat up and say, "I'm not beautiful." He nods, and I'm confused but his next words answer me. "You're right. You're not beautiful. You're are gorgeours. You're as radiant as the sun."
I might be fooling myself to not say I am not falling for the boy with the bread.
So that was Chapter 4 guys. Stick around to see chapter 5. I highly recommend my other story guys, "You've Always Had My Heart" please guys read it. PLEASE! Follow! Favorite! Review! I would love you guys. Thank you to everlarkcheesebuns for reviewing every chapter of my other story. Love you! "If someone said years from now, you'd be long gone. I'd stand up and punch them out, cause they're all wrong. I know better when you said forever, and ever. Who knew." -Who Knew by Pink. See you guys next time.