Hi Everyone! Sorry its taken me ages to upload but i promise i will try at least once a week if not more. Also I am going to write another story so look out for Stolen (expect it soon but I haven't yet written it) but I promise you I am not abandoning this story! So here is Chapter 8, Enjoy! Yours Dandelion head.
PS I don't own the Hunger Games
I reach my form room...Arggh! I mean Homeroom as the bell rings and take my seat beside Annie who is so engrossed in War and Peace that she didn't even noticed I arrived. After a short but conclusive mental battle with myself, my evil side has won. Putting my stuff down, I sneak up behind her and put my face beside hers then shouted hi really loudly. "Ahhhhhh! Katniss don't sneak up on me what are you some kind of a ninja!?" she shrieks. Doing the Crane I reply "Yes I am a ninja, bow before my evil glory". As soon as I finish I feel a book collide with skull. I stare at Annie in shock, who would have thought shy, quiet Annie could have ... a sinister side? Looking smug at my OMG did you just do that face, she quietly replied " Who's the evil glorified one now?". I start laughing and soon she joins in. I have to take my seat because if I stand up any longer I will most likely fall over. Seriously I once tripped over nothing, no joke Prim laughed so hard she started to cry which certainly bought some strange looks our way.
Once we've calmed down, I notice the whole class is staring at us. My cheeks heated with embarrassment and I notice Annie's has too, mumbling an apology we look down, avoiding the curious stares of our classmates. I glance up once and notice Cato (or is it Camto I seriously am so bad with names!) smiling at us. That's really weird, and also creepy. Shuddering I look away, not knowing what he wants. Mr Abernathy is still passed out on his desk and registration passes quickly. We all rush out the door and head to our classes today I don't have any classes with Annie so I bid her farewell and head to Geography preparing to be bored out of my wits.
Geography passes uneventfully, with us receiving tonnes of homework about identifying countries on a map she gave us...so in other words colouring. However I made a new friend ( and no I did not draw her on paper and cut it out. I maybe weird but I am not that weird!) this sly girl with Bright red hair and fox-like features called Frankie but I got confused because everyone called her Foxface. When I asked her, she looked at bit shocked at my bluntness but also at the fact I was talking to her then pulled a bitter face.
"That bitch Glim-Glam" I laughed at the way she said Glimmer's nickname in such a sickly sweet voice and she smiled then carried on "thought that I look a bit like a Fox as in the Animal not you know Foxy like Sexy although my boyfriend says I am both but than it's his job I guess" she looked reminiscent about him and I coughed wanting her to continue. she shook her head and carried on"...sorry about that dazed out a bit anyway she decided to call me that in Freshman year instead of learning my name and spread it around. so the name stuck even some of the teachers call me that". I look at her sympathetically and ask her if she and her boyfriend wanted to have lunch with us.
She looked a bit shocked again but quickly recovered and nodded yes. But throughout the lesson she gave me a weird look. "Frankie do have a problem sitting with us because you don't ave to if you don't want to." Her eyes widen because she's been caught, sighing she states bluntly. "Are you one of those people who sits with outcasts and then shuns them to make herself more popular, sorry to ask but it's just the cynic in me." At first I am taken back and offended but then understand her point of view. Wouldn't you be suspicious if the new girl started taking to you and invited you to sit with her at lunch when she could have more popular friends? "I promise you that is not what I am doing and if I ever become one of those bimbos I give you permission to slap me" I say with all of the sincerity I could muster. She grinned. "I am glad I am your Reality-check-Bitch honestly, I promise to tell you when you get fat, when you are being a bitch, and tell it to you how it is " she said putting her hand over her heart. Laughing I mimic her and say that I will do the same for her. We exchanged numbers after lesson and said goodbye.
Sorry for dragging out the chapters its just soooooo much happens and I can't fit it in one Chapter.